Shawn Mendes Imagines

Interviewer Questions || fluff

overview: You are interviewing Shawn Mendes and he is acting nervous.

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Big brown eyes are in a whirl, his eyes averting anywhere else in the room, but to you. He has not looked at you since he was brought out and you are starting to worry that maybe you have something on your face and/or on your teeth. Or maybe perhaps he just did not like you right off the bat. Actually you debunked the thought of that right away because you had heard that he is the most sweetest person ever and it would be the hardest to be on his bad side by barely even speaking to him.

The camera has not yet started to roll as the crew still have not given the signal yet because of some technical difficulties with the mic, so here we sat; Shawn and I, across from one another and not exchanging any words. I turned to look at Shawn, my eyes fixating on the tight-lipped boy who was looking down at his lap and playing with his silver ring on his finger.

"Hello Shawn, my name is (y/n)," you smile delicately, attempting to start the conversation first considering he was not trying to at all.

"Shawn Mendes," he sent a small smile, nodding and looking towards my direction for just a second before looking elsewhere. I tapped my right foot as a habit when a conversation is not being held out and pursed my lips at his demeanor. I stared down at my hands that had the questions that I am supposed to ask him for the interview and gripped them tightly— oh how I hope he participates with me.

This was my first ever interview job task and I could not possibly mess this up.

"Okay, the interview will start in two minutes, so both of you two be prepared." Fred said from behind the camera and Shawn and I nodded in acknowledgment. I fixed my posture, sitting a little straighter and turned to Shawn who brushed some lint from his maroon shirt and turned his whole body to get a better look in facing me.

He let his eyes land on me before blinking rapidly and turning his body back to the position he was in earlier, letting his body turn to the front of the room. He coughed and I noticed the small scene and furrowed my brows.

"I really don't mean to sound rude, but why are you acting like you are avoiding me?" I asked bluntly, leaning in a little closer to him so only the two of us can hear this discussion.

He whipped his head to me and chewed on the inside of his cheek. "I'm not– I just, this is how I act all the time..." He covered unconvincingly. I snorted to myself at his reply, clearly not believing what he said but soon dropped it.

Two minutes later, I found our interview had begun and I was introducing Shawn to the camera. "Hello everybody and with me right now is Shawn Mendes." I motioned for Shawn and smiled to the camera, Shawn giving a smile and waving. "Thank you so much for taking the time to spend some time with us all, very much appreciated." I laughed a little and he turned to me, but looked down to the floor.

"Pleasure is all mine, thank you for having me." He smiled, briefly raising his look to stare at me but then back down.

This went on for almost the whole interview and it was driving me crazy inside. The interview is only supposed to take around roughly eight minutes to do and I think we had filmed already four or five minutes of it already.

I asked him about his recent music he released, and asked about any upcoming music. I tried cracking some jokes between our exchanges to which he would give a small laugh and then have his face fall back to being a blank look. His damn fingers were also a distraction, he kept gripping onto his lip or playing with the rest of his fingers or would pat on his leg in a fast rhythm.