when someone bumps into you. you look up and Shawn Mendes is standing there.
Shawn: sor- *he stops when he meets your eyes* whoa.
y/n: what?
Shawn: wait, why are you sitting right next to the boys restroom?
y/n: I'm waiting for someone.
Shawn: okay? *he sits down next to you* I'm Shawn.
y/n: I know. I think everyone knows. I'm y/n.
Shawn: that's a really pretty name.
y/n: thanks. *you say blushing* so what are you doing here?
Shawn: I have an interview in the city in the morning.
y/n: oh.. that makes sense.
Shawn: yeah. *he does an awkward laugh and moved a little closer to you* this is weird. like you haven't taken a picture with me or anything yet.
y/n: well, follow me on twitter. *you say laughing* is that better?
Shawn: that covers one part of it. now we need the picture.
y/n: okay. hold on. *you ask a random person to take the picture. you hop on Shawns back giggling and they take the picture* better?
Shawn: much better.
y/n: by the way, this is my twitter. *you write it down on a piece of paper and hand it to him*
Shawn: old fashioned, passing notes. *he makes a voice that sounds like your old teacher* now miss y/n, do you mind sharing what you wrote with the class, if it's so important that you couldn't wait until after. *you both start laughing hysterically and people stare at you, but you don't care because it's fun* I like your laugh
y/n: really? I hate it.
Shawn: no. it's cute.
y/n: you're crazy. *you say smiling*
Shawn: well, it was nice talking to you, but I have to go so I can meet my manager. I'll talk to you later.
y/n: what?
Shawn: I'll dm you on twitter.
y/n: oh. okay. that makes sense. *you say laughing. he hugs you tightly for what seems like forever, but you don't let go because you enjoy it.* bye!
Shawn: bye y/n! *he says winking at you*
did that really just happen. *you think to yourself* you sit back down and wait for Jacob.
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cats and Taco Bell. a Jacob Whitesides imagine.
Fanficjust because you're a fan now, doesn't mean that you'll stay just a fan forever.