Shawn Mendes Imagines

your first concert

[UNEDITED]

"Ah! Y/b/f/n!" I yelled, jumping up and down.
S/he/they laughed.

"Come on, are you ready?"
"Hold on, let me put my hair up."
I nodded, waiting by the door.

When s/he/they stood up, I quickly ran out into the car.

We were going to my first concert. I was happy to say that it was to Shawn Mendes. I smiled as she got in the car.

"Dude!" I yelled.
"I know you're excited, but you're going to get us into an accident if you keep screaming."
"Sorry, I'm just so excited."

After we parked, we quickly got into the arena and got barricade.

"What if our eyes meet and we fall in love?" I smiled.
"You can only dream, y/n,"s/he/they laughed. "But if it does happen, you're gonna be one lucky person."
We kept talking to each other until the lights dimmed.

Everyone began screaming, all excited to see Shawn come out on stage.

After a few moments, music began playing and all of a sudden, Shawn was out on stage. He looked even prettier in real life. He wore a pink silk button up shirt and his cheeks looked glittery.

In the moment I couldn't move. I stood there admiring him. His voice was perfect.

Y/b/f/n shook me a bit.

"Hey, you okay?" I heard her/him/them yell.
I nodded.

I focused my attention back on Shawn.

"How we feeling tonight, Oregon?" he yelled. Everyone responded in loud roars.

"You guys are so sick everytime I come here. Thank you for that." he said, smiling

"I just wanted to thank you all for everything and for all the support. You all mean so much to me."

"This next song is called Because I Had You!"

As he started singing, I began crying because the song is so much more emotional live.

"I love you!" I yelled.

Shawn played six more songs and during IMB, he stopped the music.

"Okay, wait! Before I finish, I just wanted to bring out the special birthday girl!"
Everyone cheered as Aaliyah came out on stage.

"Can you believe my little sis is so big already! You're growing up too fast, kiddo! Anyways, I love you and I'm really proud of you, Aaliyah."
She said something to him and embraced him in a hug.

Once she got off stage, Shawn finsihed singing IMB. When the song was over, he grabbed a few guitar picks and began throwing them into the crowd.

I began jumping, careful not to hit anyone, to catch his attention. Our eyes locked for about .004 seconds and he threw a pick towards me. I reached out and caught it.

"Y/b/f/n!" I screamed. "Thank you, Shawn!"

I held the pick close to my chest, jumping up and down. After he finished throwing picks out, he quickly said goodbye and left.

Let's just say that this is my first and definitely not last Shawn Mendes concert.

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