Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

THIS BOOK IS NOT COMPLETE AND I HAVE NO PLANS OF EVER COMPLETING IT. SORRY! Book #3 in "The Tutor" trilogy. - "Even if you do apologize, that doesn't mean everything if fixed. It won't just magically go back to the way things were before we broke up. We can't keep ignoring our problems, Shawn. Ignoring is exactly what got us into this situation in the first place. "I know." he sighs. "But I miss you..." "I miss you too, but what does that even mean?" I begin, sitting up. "Every time you're out of my life, I start to become a better person; I change my messed up ways. I can actually go to parties now without getting completely fucked up. I miss you so much, but Shawn? Every time you come back, so do all of my bad habits and negative ways. I try to tell myself that I don't want you, but every time I see you again, my heart races and my head hurts in the best way possible. How are we supposed to be together if we only bring out the worst in each other?" Shawn just stares at me, his tongue darting out to wet his lips before he speaks. He doesn't even realize how attractive is in the most mundane ways. I swallow hard. "We're toxic together Helaina, and we both know it, but truthfully? I don't think either of us really cares." - This book contains explicit material.

Book #1 in "The Tutor" trilogy. - "Helaina, you're failing physics." Mrs. Hernandez says to me. Suddenly, the whole world starts spinning. I grab onto her desk for support, trying to calm down the best I can, but it's useless. My entire world feels as though it's falling apart before my very eyes. "I don't understand how this is possible, I-" I stutter, trying to make sense of the situation. Mrs. Hernandez cuts me off, her eyes clearly showing sympathy towards me for the situation. "Don't worry, I know you've been trying your best to avoid this and get your grade up, so I've decided to ask the person with the highest grade in the class to tutor you for an hour or two after school every day until your grades get back up." she explains, and I instantly feel slightly better. I nod, beginning to catch my breath. "Thank you so much Mrs. Hernandez, I promise I'll work as hard as possible. You won't regret this." I say, and she nods. Just as I'm about to leave the door, I turn around and ask her, "If you don't mind me asking, who's my tutor going to be?" "Shawn Mendes." she says, and just like that, the room starts spinning again and the memories of Friday night come rushing back. - COMPLETED December 15, 2017 This book contains explicit material.

Fluff, blurb, smut, one shots, imagines. Anything you need to escape the world and fantasise about your possible life with the one and only Shawn Mendes. Ranked #75 in shawnmendesimagine stories!

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Just random stories about Shawnie boy, our fave 😍

Millie, a normal high school girl. Shawn Mendes, a popstar, meet at a party and won't expect how hard there love for one another might hit.

These stories are reposted from my tumblr account babyshawwn. The stories are uploaded from oldest to newest and I do recommend you read the new ones first, since my writing has gotten better with time. Smut = sexual content. All stories are written by me. I truly appreciate when you comment, like and give feedback on the stories.

9 different stories about your favorite Canadian singer Shawn Mendes. Which also includes some smuts for the lovers out there! Hope you have fun reading this while I work on a second book ❤️ love only, shawnoftoday

read here if you are searching for some adorable, short stories all about this beautiful and talented man. please vote if you enjoy reading my book and feel free to comment and follow! <3 [ongoing with updated imagines]