More Than Just a Fan - A Shawn Mendes Fanfiction

Chapter 4 - Urban

We walked about 8 blocks before we got to Urban, and we ran inside to get out of the cold.

"Hey Jess, I think this would look really cute on you," Hannah said, holding out a dress.

"Umm, idk. I'm not much of a dress person."

"Come on, just try it!" she said back, giving me her puppy dog face.

"Fine, but you have to try this on. This would look great on you," I said, handing her a shirt.

"Ooh, good call, Miss. Jessica Elizabeth Andrews."

"Ew, I hate it when you call me by my full name," I said back, sticking out my tongue and laughing.

She laughed back.

We walked around the store until we finally found the dressing rooms.

I walked into one and Hannah walked into her own.

"Come knock on my door once you tried the dress on, Jess!" Hannah yelled from her dressing room.

"Got it!" I yelled back.

I slipped the dress over my body and examined myself in the mirror.

"hmm, not too bad, I guess." I whispered to myself in the mirror.

Obeying Hannah's request, I walked out of my dressing room to find Hannah. Crap. I couldn't remember which one was her. Oh yeah! The one to the left of mine.

I knocked.

"Come out and see how it looks on me!"

No answer.

I turned around to text her and then the door opened.

"Wow, you look beautiful in that," a voice said from behind me.

I turned around.

"Oh thanks, Han..." I started to say, then froze. "You're...you're..you're Shawn Mendes.." I acted like a total loser. I'm so embarrassing.

Hannah walked out of her fitting room.

"Okay, sorry Jess, my zipper was stuck."

She froze too.

"Yeah, I'm Shawn Mendes, what are your names?" Shawn asked, blushing.

"I'm Hannah, and this is Jess," Hannah said, walking over to Shawn. "We're huge fans! We love you so much!" Clearly you can tell she's the more outgoing friend.

"Thank you, girls! Are you going to my show tonight?"

"yeah!" We both said in unison.

"We even have meet and greets!" Hannah added.

"Great! I can't wait to see you guys there!" he said smiling at us again. "Oh, and one question, do you like this shirt?" he said showing off the one he had on. "Or this one?" He walked over to a pile of clothes in his fitting room, lifted his shirt over his head, revealing his perfect body, and put on the other shirt.

Hannah and I just stood there like idiots. Did we really just see Shawn Mendes shirtless?

"So uhh..what do you think?" he said. "I can't decide which to wear for my show tonight."

"I love them both!" Hannah said. "You look great in anything!"

He looked at me, hinting he wanted my opinion.

"I like the blue one," I said shyly. I just couldn't believe I was talking to Shawn.

"Hey Shawn, we've got to get going, there are screaming fans outside. I don't know how they keep finding you," his manager said out of breath from running away from screaming girls.

Shawn nodded in agreement. He then turned to us.

"Hey, sorry, I've really got to go, but I can't wait to see you girls tonight at the meet and great and concert. And oh, Jess, right?" he asked, pointing to me.

"Yeah, that's my name," I said, still super shy.

"That dress really does look beautiful on you. You should buy it."

"Thank you," I blushed.

And Shawn ran off to avoid the screaming girls that had just managed to enter the store.