Shawn Mendes Imagines

Till We Meet Again

"Hey Y/N." Tana smiled as I entered the back room of the boutique to set my stuff down.

The chocolate skinned girl was fixing her makeup in the mirror of the backroom as I found my cubby and organized my things in there.

"Hey." I drag out jokingly as I take out my lunch from my bag and shove it into the fridge. "You just get here?"

"Well, where else am I suppose to go at 7 in the morning?" She shook her head at me and entered the main area of the boutique and shed a light smile before leaving.

Tana was right and that was because she hated opening the boutique whereas I heavily enjoyed the calm and quiet morning. I looked into the mirror of the backroom and checked the hurried light make up I had applied. It'd have to do for the morning.

Sighing I entered the main area where Tana had already started to fix the counter and play some main tunes to fix the boutiques vibe.

That means dressing rooms for me.

As I busied myself with the cleaning of the dressing rooms I hear the door shut from the front of the store and gasps of shock. I couldn't help my curiosity so I went out to see what the gasps were about.

Dante our other coworker was freaking out to Tana secretly at the counter.

"What is it?" I ask and the two turn their heads at me.

"You won't fucking believe who I caught already parked in front of the store." Dante eagerly spoke to me.

"No way-"

"Okay guys this is fucking annoying." Tana groaned. Her eyes were fixated at the windows of our store where a black SUV was parked.

My heart lightly flinched at the sight of the SUV that had been tormenting our paranoia for a couple of months now.

"This early now huh?" Dante was aggravated and I was scared for the iced coffee in his hand that looked as if it were about to explode due to the harshness of his grip.

We all looked at each other confused, annoyed and frustrated.

There was not much we could do. Our store owner is alerted of the problem but she like us she can't really do anything. We've had many attempted confrontations but the SUV always manages to drive off. The police are aware of our situation yet they can't do much about it since the license plate of the SUV always changes.

"Guys come with me to the back room real quick." Dante ordered.

Tana swerves around the counter and I follow the eager man into the backroom.

Once we're all in Dante puts down his drink and takes off his glasses from his head. Tana and I sit down on the bench as Dante paces around the room in front of us.

"Yall really don't know who this could be?" Dante asked. "Maybe like one of y'all's ex or something?"

"Hell fucking no. All my exes don't even live around here nor do they want anything to do with me." Tana aggressively laughed.

She started clapping to emphasize while Dante looked at me.

I shrugged my shoulders at him. "I already told you that I don't know of anyone who could do this."

The man in front of us groaned and took another sip of his ice coffee. "Well I'm going to try and confront him but y'all need to document this so we could send it to Rachael."

Yeah as if the store owner would hunt this stalker pedophile down I thought to myself.

"Just leave it Dante, you don't know if this guy had a weapon or something." Tana brushed off. "And besides we could observe him as we open and document that and send it to the police." She suggested.