Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 3 {COMPLETED}

194. Awards Show

A/n: Explicit language in this one! Anyways, please enjoy this imagine. Okay, let's begin!

Tonight my husband, the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes, and I, are going to an awards show. It's the first awards show that we'll be attending since we became just six months ago. Our daughter, Rose Lucille Mendes, is with her grandmother, my mom, at home in Massachusetts, while Shawn and I are in Los Angeles.

"Are you okay Mrs. Mendes?" The makeup artist asked as she got me ready for the show.

"Yeah, I just miss Rose, mine and Shawn's daughter." I said. The makeup artist nodded.

"Where is she?" She asked.

"Back at home in Massachusetts with my mom." I said. She nodded again and then finished my makeup. My hair was already pulled back into a bun, and I was in my shimmery silver dress that showed a little bit of leg. I stepped out of the bathroom, where I had been getting ready, at the same time that Shawn was stepping into the room. He was wearing a blue suit, and he looked amazing. His eyes widened when he saw me and his jaw dropped.

"Holy shit." He said.

"Do I look okay?" I asked. Shawn walked over to me and put his hands on my waist as he looked into my eyes.

"You look... wow. Gorgeous, stunning, breathtaking, every nice word ever." Shawn said as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I blushed and he kissed my cheek.

"Thank you my love. You look so handsome and dapper." I said. Shawn pulled away but kept his hands on my waist as he smiled at me. I'm pretty sure that his smile could cure everything bad in the world.

"Well thank you darling. Are you all set and ready to go?" He asked.

"Yeah, I just need to get my heels on." I said. Shawn held my hand as I put on some silver heels. His touch electrified me yet made me feel safe and warm at the same time.

"Ready?" Shawn asked. I nodded.

"Yup." I said and we began to walk to the car. Per usual, the paparazzi, and fans, were outside of our hotel, dying to get a picture with us - well, mostly Shawn, but sometimes me too. I know that Shawn would have loved to stop and take pictures with his fans, but we had to get going. Shawn helped me into the car, and once we began driving away, he held my hand again.

"You look so beautiful my love. You always do." He said, causing me to blush and smile.

"Well you look so handsome honey. You always do." I said. He kissed my cheek.

"Thank you baby girl." He said.

"You're welcome." I said. I then began to think about our baby girl at home, and I wondered how she was doing.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" Shawn asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked at him.

"What?" I asked.

"You're squeezing my hand and tapping your foot. Are you okay darling?" Shawn asked, concern etched on his gorgeously handsome face.

"Yeah. I just miss Rose and I wonder how she's doing. This is our first time being away from her like this." I said. Shawn nodded.

"It is, and I miss her too, but she's in good hands with your mom, you know that." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Yeah." I said.

"We're here." Jake, Shawn's security guard, said.

"Ready?" Shawn asked. I nodded.

"Yup." I said. Shawn got out of the car first before holding out his hand for me to take. Once I had stepped out of the car, I hook my arm through Shawn's and we began to walk onto the red carpet. I had done this enough times - no where near as many times as Shawn, but still, a good amount of times - to know how to pose, and things like that. When Shawn and I stopped for our first pose, he wrapped an arm around my waist, and I wrapped an arm around his torso. I then put my hand - the hand with my wedding ring on it - on his clothed abs. I wanted to show off the fact that I'm married to the most amazing man. Shawn leaned down and whispered in my ear.