"I had a really nice time, Shawn. You didn't have to do this for me though."
You really didn't.
"If I wasn't going to take you home after your car broke down, who would?"
"An Uber," you tell him.
"You prefer an Uber? Well, guess I'll be dropping you off on the side of the road."
"I was joking," you say, rolling your eyes but you secretly admit to yourself that you were serious.
"I know. Is this your apartment?" He asks, pointing out the building you live in.
"Yes, thanks for the ride," you say and you begin to get out of the car.
"Ouch. Not even an invite inside? A proper goodbye?"
"Not if you're going to act like an asshole."
He's quickly taken aback by your tone and you smirk, glad that you shocked him.
"Sorry, I just— a lot of girls seem to be into that attitude."
"I guess I'm not like most girls."
"You certainly aren't," he says and offers you a huge smile.
"Are you going to start acting like who you actually are or continue to act like a created image of an obnoxious guy?"
"The former."
"Good. Then maybe, I can allow you to walk me to my door."
"It would be an honor."
He gets out of his car and you both head inside. You both walk together to your door and you begin to open it. He lays his hand on yours though which signals for you to pause.
"I had a really nice time, I hope we can do this again some time."
"Er, I didn't have a very nice time if I'm being honest. You were too busy acting like your created image."
"I'm sorry for that. Can I make it up to you?"
"Of course."
"Wait. Really?"
"You've shown that you're actually a nice guy in this short time."
"I have?"
"Why are you so surprised?" You ask.
He shrugs and says, "I've always relied on this fake image so that girls would be into me."
"Rely on it no longer, Shawn. I like you for who you are and I expect that second date to be amazing."
You open your door to your apartment and walk inside.
"Thanks, Y/N."
"It's nothing," you say and you're about to close your door but he places his hand between the crack.
"Can I ask for something?" He questions.
"Depends on what it is."
"A goodnight's kiss."
You blush and slowly nod your head, making your way towards him. He seems to be expecting a kiss on the lips but you grant him a kiss on his cheek instead.
"You have to earn a kiss on the lips," you slyly tell him.
"Hmm, I see," he says.
"Thank you, Shawn. I'll be waiting for the details!"
"Trust me, it won't take long. I'll get back to you as soon as possible."
You wave as he's walking down the building stairs. You close your apartment door and lean down to the floor with your back against the door. You think about how romantic that request for the kiss was and sigh.
Can't wait to have a second date.
I feel like this is really similar to a past imagine I wrote but I hope you still enjoyed it!
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
FanfictionImagines on the talented musician that has stolen the hearts of many with his soulful singing, Shawn Mendes. Requests can be made! 12/27/19: 200K Reads