Shawn Mendes Imagines

One night

A/N: So this one is inspired by Where Were You in the Morning (by Shawn), and yeah the song is pretty self-explanatory so here ya go :)

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Y/N's POV

The whole room feels like it's spinning as I down another drink. Six shots of straight tequila after midnight doesn't exactly do well with your brain.

Barely able to walk straight, I head over to the dance floor, and start swaying my hips to the club music.

After that, all I remember is dancing with a handsome stranger, our bodies pressed up against each other. Everything was pretty dizzy and loud, but I could faintly recall a mop of brown curls, and a tattoo of a bird on his right hand.

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My eyelids slowly open, and I wake up, feeling as if there was a heartbeat pounding in my brain. Sitting up on the plush mattress I press a hand to my forehead to try and stop the room from spinning.

As I turn my head slightly to my left, my eyes widen and I have to stop myself from screaming. A toned, shirtless body was laying next to me, still asleep. Looking around, I realize I'm not in my own house.

I quickly look down at my own body under the covers... and I'm wearing nothing but  underwear. Great, just great.

I look back at the man sleeping next to me and faded memories of last night come to me. The blasting club music, getting into a car and making out in the back seat, rushing into his apartment, the hot skin pressed against each other...

My heart nearly stops when he rolls over into a different position, however still in his peaceful slumber. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding, and then allow myself to look at him again.

Now able to see his face, I come to the realization that the guy laying next to me was literally Shawn Mendes. I could imagine how many girls would want to be in my position right now, but me, I wanted to be anywhere else.

Completely panicking, I slowly get out of the bed and put on my clothes that were scattered across the floor. Praying that he wouldn't wake up, I grab my things, including my dead phone, and sneak out the door.

Rushing out of the building, I sigh out of relief. Ugh, the situations I get myself into. After vomiting the contents of my stomach onto the sidewalk and then calling an uber, I head home.

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Shawn's POV (about an hour later)

Still half asleep, I groan and roll over... right off the edge of the bed. Groaning again and picking myself up off the floor, I rub my tired eyes.

Looking over, I see that the other side of the bed was empty. What happened to that girl I was with?

I walk around the room, only to realize that she had simply picked up all her stuff and left. There was no note, no phone number, no way of finding her. She was just gone.

At least I thought she was. Hidden slightly under the duvet, something silver catches my eye. I pull back the blanket, and lying loosely on the mattress was a necklace, which must've belonged to her.

The pendant was a heart, with a single word written through it.

Amor.

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A/N: part 2 coming up :)