Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 3 {COMPLETED}

196. He Finds Out You're An Artist

A/n: Okay so let's pretend that it's the summer, and then December, of 2020. Anyways, I hope that you guys enjoy this imagine! Okay, without further ado, let's begin!

It's August of 2020, and a few weeks ago, Shawn Mendes and I celebrated one year since we met. On December 22 of this year, it will mark one year since he asked me to be his girlfriend. I'm going to be flying up to Toronto so we can celebrate it together and then spend the holidays with him.

"I'm already trying to figure out what I want to get Shawn for our one year anniversary." I said to my friend Chloe. Well, she's more of an acquaintance. I don't really know her that well but I met her at the college that we go to and she seems really nice. We were hanging out at a park near my house.

"Well when is your anniversary?" She asked.

"December twenty second." I said. She frowned.

"Do you really think that you guys will be together by then?" She asked. What?

"Of course. We've already talked about our future together." I said.

"What so are you guys going to get married or something?" She asked.

"Well we don't want to get married right now, but someday." I said. She nodded.

"I feel like you're not right for him." She said.

"What? Why?" I asked. She shrugged.

"I don't know. You're just not." Chloe said.

"Okay, well if you're going to be like that and not support me, then we can't be friends." I said, feeling hurt.

"Wait, Y/n, you're overreacting." She said.

"No, I'm not, because someone that I thought was my friend is now questioning mine and my boyfriend's relationship. Bye Chloe." I said. I live within walking distance of the park. As I walked home, I pulled out my phone and called Shawn.

"Hi darling. How are you?" He asked.

"Not good." I said. I sat down on the curb.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked. I told him.

"I thought that she was my friend but I guess not." I said.

"I'm sorry that you had to go through that honey. She obviously isn't a good friend if she doesn't support you." He said.

"Right. I'm just going to go home now. I love you." I said.

"I love you too baby." He said, and we hung up. That night, my best friend Grace came over. She was pissed when I told her about Chloe.

"You know what you should do for Shawn for your one year anniversary?" She asked.

"What?" I asked.

"Does he know that you draw and paint?" She asked. I shook my head.

"No. I don't know why, but I've just never told him about it or shown him some of my sketches." I said. She nodded.

"You should draw or paint something for him." She said. I smiled and nodded.

"Okay. But what would I paint? A picture of him and I?" I asked. Grace shrugged.

"Whatever you want it to be." She said and I nodded. The next day, I went to the crafts store and got a canvas. I decided to draw what I wanted to do on a piece of paper first and then I would put it on the canvas. I was in my basement one day, drawing what I wanted onto the canvas in pencil before I painted it in when I heard someone walking down the stairs. I looked and saw that it was Shawn.