MagCon One Shots

Shawn Mendes

I heard the microwave start to beep and I headed into my kitchen to get my popcorn out. I opened the microwave and the delicious smell of buttery popcorn hit me. My favorite. I poured it in a bowl and headed back to my living room.

I signed in to Netflix and starting watching old Pretty Little Liar episodes while I ate. Another Saturday night all alone. My parents are on a business trip (they work at the same bank) to New York until Thursday, and all my friends have sports games or boyfriends or something to keep them busy.

So I'm just chilling in shorts and a tee shirt, eating, and watching Netflix. Messy bun. No makeup. Sure, it's relaxing. But I'm 16, this is NOT how I thought I would spend my weekends when I was 16. I just wish I wasn't so alone all the damn time.

I decide to get on Twitter, and I see a tweet from Shawn Mendes. Something about him coming home today. My heart flutters.

See, I know Shawn.

Used to know Shawn.

Before he because huge on Vine, and started MagCon and now a singing career, we were pretty close. He lives across the street from me, so we went to the same school and our parents are really close.

We used to go over to their house every Friday and have a joint family game night. Usually afterwards, me, Shawn, and Aaliyah would watch a movie, and then Shawn would walk me home.

I always loved that he wasn't like the other boys. He was so sweet and mature. Plus he sang like an angel. A lot of girls at school liked him a lot. I didn't for a long time, probably because I assumed we were just friends.

By the time I realized I like Shawn, we were sophomores in high school. That was the year we both had our first kiss, with each other.

We were at his house, watching some show I don't remember. All I was focused on was Shawn. I could smell his cologne and it was making my head swim. Suddenly, he turned it off.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"Let's play 20 questions instead." Shawn smiled.

"Okay, you first."

"Hmm. What's your favorite color?"

"Blue. Favorite singer?"

"Ed Sheeran."

We went on for a while, asking random questions. He could make me smile so easily, and I loved just chilling with him. Soon he asked a question that took me by surprise.

"Have you had your first kiss?" I shook my head no and blushed. Most of my friends had passed that a long time ago. I hoped Shawn wouldn't think I was lame, but I wasn't going to lie.

"It's okay, I umm. I actually haven't either."

"Huh?" Shawn, the sweetest and cutest guy in school had never been kissed?

He shrugged. "I've been waiting for the right person. I think I've found her." He scooted closer to me.

"Who?" I hoped I already knew.

He answered my leaning towards me, I closed the distance and his lips touched mine. He moved softly, and his touch was gentle. There was no fireworks really, it was more like a sense of peace. I knew I was safe and happy right there with Shawn. I knew I could trust him.

He gently touched my cheek and pulled away. We both smiled at each other and he hugged me, and then he pulled me to his chest and grabbed my hand. We layed like that the rest of the time, until eventually I had to leave. He walked me to my house, like always.

We never officially dated, because a less than a month later he was invited to join MagCon, and it would've been to difficult. But I haven't kissed anyone since.

***
I woke up to a knock at the door, and realized I had fallen asleep thinking about Shawn. I looked in the mirror and quickly made sure I looked decent enough for whoever was here.

I opened the door to see something I didn't expect. Shawn Peter Raul Freaking Mendes.

"Shawn!" I hugged him tightly. "How are you?"

"I've been great. Tour has been crazy, but amazingly rewarding. But I've missed chilling with my best friend!"

"I've missed you too! You look so different from little Shawn who I used to play tee ball with."

"You look different too. I mean, still gorgeous, but different."

Gorgeous?

Then I remember what I was wearing. I looked down and tried to smooth the wrinkles of of my shirt and make myself look okay. "I'm sorry, I look so awful.

"No you don't," he grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "I've missed you like crazy."

He let go and I wanted him to grab it again. "Well, I just came to say hi, I guess Ill go."

"Do you have to? Can't you come in for a little?" I crossed my fingers and hoped he could spend a little time with me.

"Sure, if you want me too."

"Of course! I'm going to run upstairs real quick, make yourself at home."

I literally ran up the stairs to my room and starting frantically searching through the clothes on my bed. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a clean tee shirt. I brushed my hair and put it back up in a ponytail.

I calmly collected myself and walked down the stairs. "Sorry, I just didn't want you to see me looking so nasty."

"You didn't have to change. I don't care what you look like, as long as you're here with me."

I blushed and walked to the kitchen and grabbed us two sodas. Pepsi for me, Dr Pepper for Shawn, like always. I filled a bowl with Doritos and headed back to the couch. "Dr Pepper, your favorite."

"You remembered?"

"Of course, I remember everything."

"Then what's our special movie?"

"Toy Story! Duh!" I laughed and popped that very movie into the DVD player. The same copy me and Shawn used to watch over and over. It was so amazing just to have him here, and we quickly got back into our old routine.

We finished Toy Story and
I put in Saw 4. Eventually his phone buzzed, and he looked at me sadly. "I have to go home." I made a pouty face. "But I'm going to be here for at least a month, and I'll spend as much of it as I can with you." That made me feel better, knowing I would get to see him more.

I walked him to the door. "Goodbye, Shawn."

"Don't say goodbye. I'm not going anywhere this time." He leaned forward and gently kissed my forehead, and then he left.

I think he took my heart with him.

By: Eden (MrsTomlinson826 )