A/N before this imagine starts.... I AM SOOOOOO SORRY. Like slap me if you want. I'm so, so, so sorry. I don't even know what happened, over the summer I was busy. Then stuff happened at the end of the summer, then school started. I'm just sorry 😭❤️ forgive me. I'll try to be up to date with this, are y'all even still interested? And on a brighter note..... I may start a fanfic or a Shawn Mendes imagines. It will be interracial (bwwm). We often don't see stuff like that on Wattpad, and I just wanna bring one of those onto here. So that's that, now.....
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—————————————————————*2 weeks later*
You can't believe I'm on my way to collaborate with the William Singe. You began to feel my heart start to speed up as my moms car inches closer to the rented out studio Will had got for y'all. He said he wants to work in a much more professional space and that you didn't need anything because it would all be provided. To say you're excited would be an understatement. After all, it IS William Singe.
The car pulls up to the rented out space and on the outside it looks like a basic building. "Okay come on then hun", your mom prepares herself to climb out the car but your confused voice stops her.
"You're coming?" you asked. You get your mom wants to be close to you and all, but this is your moment, and you don't want her to be there to baby you like how she does at home.
"Only coming to see if this is the real deal. He may be a celebrity, but that doesn't exactly mean he's safe either. You would have thought if I was letting you go in by yourself before checking out the situation." Your mother scoffed, grabbing her purse and started heading to the front of the building. You simply roll your eyes and follow behind her, looking like her lost puppy.
Once you guys had approached the door, you ring the bell to the 3rd floor like Will asked you to do. Y'all waited for a minute, and you actually thought this was a whole stunt until someone rings y'all in. You guys enter the building, smiling at the not so nice looking security man, and make your way upstairs. The building was so basic on the outside, but the inside says something else. It has a nice grey and red interior decor.
You and your mom approached the studio door and you had to wipe my sweaty palms on your jeans before I knocked on the door. You can't believe you had actually gotten this opportunity.... especially because working with Will is like working with Beyoncé in your eyes. He has the actual voice of a God.
You and your mom entered the room Will had sent to you, and you took a deep cautious breath before turning the knob. When you entered, you nearly dropped dead as you saw Will laying down some tunes.
Your mom coughs to get his attention causing him to jump and turn your way.
"OH! Hey! Y/N right? I'm so hype to work with you. I was actually setting up the beat for our duet." He pulls you into a tight hug and then pulls away, looking into your eyes, smiling.
"Hey, It's so nice to meet you and be working with you. Oh, how rude of me! Will this is my mom." You say, motioning towards Your mother.
"Nice to meet you Mrs. L/N." He greets, grabbing her hand.
"Please Call me Y/M/N." She lets out a soft laugh. Ugh, you love your mom.
"So, I laid out a few tracks, wanna come listen before we start?"
You look to your mom for some kind of reassurance and she urges you towards Will.
Internally you smile from ear to ear and prepare to make the best song ever.
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~William Singe Imagines~
FanficLet your imagination run wild, wild, wild. Guys listen, I got some wild thoughts.