Shawn Mendes Imagines

Bad Boy

His black Jeep was parked in front of the school entrance. Many stupid girls were around him like a puppet. They all wanted his attention, every single girl of the school. Not me, I didn't want anything to do with him. I walked into school and just ignored every single girl who was saying something about Shawn.

'Oh my gosh did you see Shawn?' or 'Holy fuck Shawn is so hot!'

I walked to my locker and took my books.  A hand blocked my way to my class. 'Hey darling,' he whispered with his annoying voice. 'What do you want, Shawn?' I pushed him away and walked to my class with him behind me. 'Why are you following me?,'

I turned around and saw him smirking. 'I want you,' he said so confidently. I walked back to my class and left him there in the corridor. 'You can ignore me forever, baby,' he yelled after me, running up to me. 'Forget it, Shawn. I am not one of those girls. I don't want you and I will never be your girl. And by the way, you're not the person who wants a girlfriend you just want an onenightstand.' He was kinda taken back when I was done talking to me, I and not that sorry though.

After my class, he was back. I walked past by him but then he pulled me with him into a classroom.

'I thought about what you said and you're right. But one thing that I know for a fact is that I like you. You're special. I know I'm an asshole but please give me a chance.' He pulled me closer to his chest, but I pushed him away. Before he could say anything I stormed out of the room and ran to my car.

Who the hell does he think that he is? He shouted my name a few times while he chased me down to my car. 'Please, think about it,' he mumbled with tears in his eyes. I couldn't believe my own eyes, the Shawn Mendes. 'Why me, Shawn? There are many other girls who are much prettier than me.'

He took my hand and slowly intertwined our fingers. 'Don't say that. You're the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen. And why you? Because you don't fall down on your knees for me whenever you see me. And the things you do, gosh sometimes you make it hard for me not to kiss you. That time where you stopped Rachel from bullying that new girl who is lower than us. Or that time where you had to work at that vintage coffee shop downtown.'

His eyes were focused on me, only me. Our hands were together and I could say that I felt something. He's bad, too bad. I pulled back and opened the door of my car and got in. He just stood there, almost crying. I'm not like that. I'm kind and I would never hurt someone, so I opened the door again.

'Are you coming or not?,' I questioned still examining his face. His eyes lightened up at my words making me feel warm inside. He got in my car and drove off the vintage coffee shop where we just sat and talked.

And by the end of the day, I met the other Shawn. The kind, lovely Shawn.