imagines | shawn mendes

save my day

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could your day get even worse?
first some rude guy ran into you and spilled his burning coffee over your new favorite summer dress, then your uber which was supposed to get you home to change didn't came and you had to wait 35 minutes before the next uber arrived. and it was raining. that wasn't enough though, by the time you finally made it to work your extremely grumpy boss called you out for everything you ever did wrong, every single little thing. it was only ten a.m. and you already felt miserable and insecure about everything you did.

and now you were here, in the middle of nowhere, outside of Toronto with your car broken at the side of a small street. the sun was burning on your skin while you tried to fix something you knew nothing about.

you had the engine hood open and hovered over all these confusing tubs and different bottles of liquid. confusion and exhaustion was written all over your face.

"why the fuck is this happening?" you whined, burying your head in your - now dirty - hands. you took a long sigh, wiped around your nose and stood up again.

you had a small book about your car for emergencies but as if this would help a women who has never heard of one thing written in there.

you didn't even know what happened. one second you were driving on the road on the way to your sisters house, next you heard a loud noise and your car immediately stopped. you were lucky you made it to the side of the street, just in case a single soul would drive by.

in moments like this you hated summer, especially this summer. you were stressed out enough and the warm weather only made you feel more anxious and gave you a cloudy head.

of course you've tried to call your sister - no response.
and calling a service would take way too long, you've been there before.

you could feel the mental breakdown coming up, tears filling your eyes. you sat down in front of your car, head once again buried in your hands.

you sniffled, and again you asked yourself what the hell you did to deserve this.

"erm, can i- can i help you?" a voice suddenly asked.

oh perfect now i'm going insane and imagine voices.. you told yourself.
that's when you looked up, a tall figure stood in front of you. the sun was positioned a bit over the unfamiliar person so your vision was blended and all you could see was the shadow.

you brought your hand up to your forehead, shielding the bright sunlight. in front of you stood a tall young men. extremely handsome may be added. he had brown hair, had a well muscularity and a gentle smile was placed on his lips.

your eyes wandered over his body. goddamn he was good looking. when your eyes made their way up to his face again he cocked an eyebrow causing you to blush.

"so?" he asked.

"hm?"

"i asked if you need some help." he chuckled, bringing his hand out of his pocket for you to take it and to stand up. you clutched into his hand, with one smooth motion you were back on your feet again standing dangerously near to the stranger.