Shawn has spent the past four years rejecting any and all kinds of commitment. Random hookup after random hookup, he never had a problem kicking them out of his bed the next morning. But what happens when one girl leaves his bed but can never seem to leave his mind? *NOTE: In this story, Shawn is 27 and Camila is 26.

The space was small and claustrophobic as Camilas back pressed against the cold brick wall. Her heart thumped hard below her rib cage as a hard chest kept her in place, large hands gripping her hips and warm breath with a hint of alcohol fanning over her face Looking up at the much taller, larger figure she recognised the golden eyes immediately as belonging to her admirer on the dance floor. The two stood in silence for what could have been 30 seconds or 30 minutes before the man breathed in deeply through his nose and then pulled her hips hard into his own "You look like you want some attention tonight" His voice was far softer than she had imagined it would be and that just made her insides tremble more, it was as though when he spoke he poured warm honey on her that dripped down into every part of her being "Well it look's as though I already have your attention" she sassed, pushing her hips against his and cocking an eyebrow at the solid bulge already evident in his jeans "You had my attention from the second you walked in" he admitted easily "Now the question is, do I have yours... Camila"

Opening her eyes Camila found herself facing the crotch of a pair of black jeans. In her surprise she knocked her coffee cup causing it to splash drops on to her crisp white shirt and causing the tall brunette standing in front of her to chuckle. "It's not funny!" she pouted whilst grabbing a napkin and wiping at the stains that were already forming. "You should announce yourself instead of just sneaking up on a girl like that" "Okay then, consider this the announcement of my arrival, Shawn, from table 14" He nodded his head towards the table from which he had come. "And what can I do for you 'Shawn, from table 14?'" Camila used her lowest most seductive voice and was pleased to see his mouth twitch upwards at one side and his eyebrows lift in response "Well, seeing as how you have been staring at me since I walked in here I thought I had best come across and ask if I have food on my face, spinach in my teeth or whether I'm just having a really bad hair day" Camila tilted her head to the side and made a show of looking him over causing the lip twitch to grow in to a smile the likes of which Camila had never seen before, one she was sure had the ability to impregnate the entire human race, both men and women alike. "Well, 'Shawn from table 14', I am happy to report that your face is clean, your teeth are spinach free and your hair day is good" "Good... Mess free and handsome as hell, just how I like it" he winked at her and she felt her heart begin to hammer against her ribcage

Shawn and Camila go to the same university but for some reason never ran into each other, until they're set up for a blind date by a mutual friend. ••• 🎧🎵: 'Black and white' - Niall Horan

When Camila's best friend Shelby suggested they go on a last minute trip to St. Barts in an attempt to help Camila recover from her recent heartbreak, she was more than a little reluctant. Much to Camila's surprise, the trip DID help her forget about the ache in her heart that her douchebag of an ex put there - but not in the way that she had expected.

Alice meets Shawn Mendes in a café, and decides to shoot her shot and give him her number. Will her witty and confident attitude be enough to charm him? Originally posted on instagram, this is the revised version. *MATURE parts will be marked if you wish to skip them. cover by the amazing @mahgadahling

One vacuous night leads to a series of events that would change their lives forever.

Camila fuckin Cabello. Let's get one thing straight the girl is hot, all long hair and Latin ass and normally if a girl looked like her I would be have had her multiple ways, multiple times by now but not this girl, this girl is my fuckin nemesis. Little miss ray of fuckin sunshine, all happy and smiley, her teeth are too white and I see them way too often for a girl that has never given me head. I shake my head in disgust as she leans her head on her hand and twists her hair around her finger as she and a group of her airhead friends discuss the important life altering subjects of hair and make up and what guys going to take them to prom. Fuck that shit and fuck her. She knows nothing of the real world, I have seen her in town with her mother and sister, the three of them linking arms and giggling like the teenager only one of them is. I hate her with a passion. I hate the way she looks and the way she walk, I hate the way she giggles and jokes and bounces everywhere, i hate how much everyone loves her but most of all I hate what she is and what she has because it's everything I will never be or have. "What's up?" Asks Conner, his eyebrows lowered "You are looking at Cabello like she might be next on your menu" "No fuckin way. The only part of me that's ever going to be on her is my foot on her neck whilst she begs me for mercy. I'm going to destroy her and I'm going to love every God damn minute of it"