Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 3 {COMPLETED}

189. Stay

I was at some after party that was being held after an awards show that I had gone to with my manager, Scooter Braun. I didn't really want to be there. I would much rather be at home in my own bed while watching Netflix on my laptop.

"Come here Y/n, there's someone that wants to meet you." Scooter said.

"Who?" I asked, but before he could respond, I spotted my favorite singer, my favorite celebrity, who was also my celebrity crush, Shawn Mendes. He smiled at me and I got butterflies. He stuck his hand out for me to shake.

"Hi, I'm Shawn Mendes." He said.

"I know. Sorry that probably wasn't the right way to respond. Um, can we start over?" I asked with a blush from embarrassment. Shawn smiled and nodded.

"Sure. What's your name even though I already know it?" He asked. I smiled at him.

"Y/n Y/l/n." I said as we shook hands. As our skin touched, I felt sparks shoot through me, yet I felt safe and warm at the same time.

"Well Y/n, I'm Shawn Mendes and it's nice to meet you." He said.

"It's nice to meet you too. I don't know if this sounds creepy or not, but I'm a big fan of your music." I said and Shawn smiled.

"Thank you. I'm a big fan of your music too." He said.

"Really?" I asked. He chuckled and nodded.

"Yeah. Um, do you want to trade numbers?" He asked as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Sure, yeah." I said. He smiled.

"Okay, cool." He said. He unlocked his phone and had me put in my contacts and I gave him my contacts too. We decided to hang out at my hotel room the next day.

The next day

I'm so nervous. Today, Shawn Mendes is coming by my hotel room so we can hang out and get to know each other more. I soon heard a knock at the door. I smoothed out my blue shirt and white shorts and then opened the door. Shawn smiled at me.

"Hey Y/n." He said.

"Hey come on in." I said. Was he going to expect sex? I hope not, I'm waiting for marriage before I lose my virginity. He came in and we sat on the couch.

"So you're a fan of mine?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah. I've been a fan of yours for quite some time now. Can I ask you a question?" I asked. Shawn smirked.

"Technically you just did." He said. I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Oh my gosh. Anyways, how long have you been a fan of mine?" I asked.

"Well, my sister, Aaliyah, showed me your covers on YouTube, and I thought that you were wonderful, so I showed them to my manager. He wanted to sign you, but then we found out that Scooter Braun had just signed you, so he was too late I guess." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Can I ask you another question?" I asked, nervous for the question that I was about to ask. I think that Shawn could sense this.

"Sure. Y/n, you can ask me anything." He said. I nodded.

"Um, is this a date?" I asked. He smiled.

"Do you want it to be?" He asked. I blushed and shyly nodded.

"Yeah. Do you?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah. But let me ask you the right way: Y/n Y/l/n, will you go on a date with me please?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Shawn Mendes, I would love to go on a date with you." I said. He smiled.

"Good, I'm glad." He said. Over the next three months, we got to know each other, and soon, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and of course I gladly said yes.