#shawnangst

[shawnmendesbuddy]

Day 11–Puppy Fever

A/N: Sorry it’s late

Y/N and Shawn had been together for two years now. They dated for one and had been married for the other. A few weeks after coming home from their honeymoon, Shawn had brought up an idea that made Y/N both excited and nervous. 

She had been cooking breakfast when he snuck his arms around her waist and laid his head on her shoulder. His bare chest was pressed against her back.

“What if we got a dog,” he had asked.

“A dog?” She felt him nod against her shoulder. “I mean I’m not opposed to the idea of it, but you’re allergic honey.”

He hummed and pressed a kiss to her clothed shoulder. “I know, but I still think it would be fun. You know how much I love dogs. Please can we get one. When you’re not home and I am I would like some company to fill the void. I’m sure you would too.”

“Oh my hell Shawn. It’s like you have baby fever, but with dogs. So, I guess you have puppy fever. What has set this all off?”

“Well, when I got home from the studio yesterday and you were at the store, I just really missed you and wanted to cuddle. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a big dog to snuggle up next to when we miss the other person?”

“Aww, babe. I’m super flattered that you missed me that much. And I see your point. I guess we could find a hypoallergenic dog or something.”

“For real?!” Shawn looked like a little kid on Christmas. Y/N nodded. “I’ll start researching some dogs right now!” He sat down at one of the barstools and pulled out his phone. Y/N chuckled at her husband’s antics. 

*****

Not even five hours later, Y/N and Shawn were driving to a breeder whose golden retriever had just had puppies. All of them were sold, but one. Y/N had told Shawn that they were just going to look at them and not buy any of them. He had agreed but knew her mind would change the minute she saw them. 

And boy was he right. As soon as she laid eyes on the small golden retriever puppy, she fell in love. “He still hasn’t been bought yet, right?” Shawn questioned the breeder who was just trying to keep their cool over the fact that Shawn Mendes was in their house. 

“No. He’s the only one. The others are getting picked up by new owners today and tomorrow. Are you guys willing to buy him? He’s 1500 dollars.”

Shawn looked at Y/N with puppy eyes who sighed at him. “Let me hold the little pup and then I will decide.”

The breeder quickly grabbed the puppy from the kennel and placed him into Y/N’s arms. “You’re a cute little fellow, aren’t you? You’re adorable.” 

“We could name him Tarzan, Y/N think about it.”

“Fine, fine. Whatever, let’s just buy him.”

And so, they did buy him. And they took him to the store right after to buy food, a crate, and other essentials they would need. 

*****

Now almost a year later, Tarzan was nine months old. He was as adorable and floppy as ever. He had grown quickly much to Y/N and Shawn’s dismay, but they still called him a puppy. Shawn decided to start taking allergy medication when his eyes got itchy, and he started sneezing. 

“Told you this would happen,” Y/N had told him playfully one morning as they lay in bed, Tarzan at their feet. 

Shawn rubbed his eyes and sneezed. “It’s okay. Tarzan is totally worth it.” 

One day Shawn had come home from the studio with a big smile on his face and a bag from Petco. “What did you do babe?” Y/N had questioned him. 

“You’ll thank me in a minute, trust me.” He turned away from her and went to go find Tarzan who was laying on his dog bed in the living room. “Hey buddy. Want to go for a walk?” Tarzan’s head lifted. “Yea buddy. Well first we got to put this on.” Shawn held up a dog sweater. He attempted to put Tarzan’s large legs through the wholes of the sweater and pull the hood up over his head. 

“Dear, are you harassing the poor dog?” Y/N walked out from the kitchen and into the family room. 

“He’s going to look so cute! Just imagine taking family Christmas photos with him. He needs to wear this for the front cover of our Christmas cards.” 

“Ok, he definitely does look cute, but he also looks annoyed. Look at that face that he’s making.” Tarzan was staring up at the two from underneath his eyelids. He looked unamused. 

“I’m sorry Tarzan, but this is what you get for peeing in the house all those times.” Shawn bent down to kiss him on the head and started sneezing. “And that is what you get for making fun of him,” Y/N laughed and went back into the kitchen. She returned a few minutes later with allergy medicine. “Poor dog. Your dad harasses you too much. You’re probably hot with that sweater on and your fur coat.”

“But Y/N, it’s cold outside. I just want to protect our child and make sure he’s going to stay warm.”

Y/N rolled her eyes at her husband. “He’s a dog. He’ll be hot with that sweater on even when you go outside. But I do agree that he looks cute in it. Otherwise, I would’ve made you throw it away.”

“Do you want to know what I think?”

“Sure, what do you think babe.”

“Well, I was just thinking that maybe we could have a baby next. Don’t you think it would be so cute if it had your face and your eyes. Of course, I would want us to have a boy first so he could protect his sister that will come next. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. What do you think about that?”

Y/N’s eyes widened. “A kid?! First you had puppy fever and now you have baby fever! I’ll have to think about it. And there’s no way you’re getting me to do this on a whim like you did when we bought Tarzan.”

“You sure about that,” Shawn asked, raising his eyebrows and sending her a mischievous smile.

Taglist: @mendesblurb @truthfulteenager @pamelagramm

If you wanted to be added to my taglist, personal message me

[shawnmendesbuddy]

“Stale”

Warnings: Talk of suicide/depression, swearing

Summary: Y/N thinks their relationship is “stale.“

Part 2

She loved him more than she had loved anyone or anything else in her life. He was her sun, her moon, and her stars.

He was happier than he had ever been. She was the love of his life, and he knew they were meant to be together forever.

The first time they met, he had saved her life. Having been in an abusive relationship, and falling into a depression, she had sat on the edge of a bridge, staring down at the twenty foot drop into the freezing depths below. She was ready to end her life. She had nothing else to live for; her parents had died in a car accident a year earlier and the abuse was getting to be too much. She felt worthless and unworthy of love. She was a little curvier than other girls, and her skin always had at least one zit on it. She felt ugly and unwanted.

He had been taking his dog for a walk in the rural parts of Toronto when he found the girl crying atop the railing of the bridge. He quietly walked towards her and threw his legs over the balcony, sitting next to her.

“Hey, my name is Shawn. What’s yours?”

She stared at him with puffy red eyes and chuckled slightly at the humor of the situation. He was an attractive man, and not only that, he was a famous celebrity. What a time to end her life? Right as she was meeting someone famous.

“It’s not important. You should get on with your day. I’m just enjoying the view from up here.”

Deeply concerned for the beautiful woman sitting next to him, he let out a little laugh, and placed a hand on her shoulder. “You can enjoy the view from behind the railing.”

“It’s more fun like this though. Not knowing if I’ll accidentally fall into the abyss below or not.”

Shawn furrowed his eyebrows. “I’m guessing if you ‘fall’,” he did air quotes,”it won’t be an accident. Listen, come back with me to my condo and we can talk about this.”

“What if I’m done talking? What if I just want the aching inside of me to go away and this is the only way I know how to get rid of it? It’s not like anybody would miss me if I fell.”

Shawn could just cry for the girl sitting next to him. She was in such a dark place in her life, and his heart hurt for her.

“I’m sure your parents would. And your friends. But most importantly, the world would miss the beautiful aspects you bring to it that no one else can.”

She frowned at him. “My parents are dead, I have no friends, and no one would come to my funeral because no one knows who I am.”

Shawn’s heart broke for her and he wrapped her in his arms. Her skin was soft and she smelt like flowers.

“I would come to your funeral. And I would tell the world about who you are. But that’s not what you need. You don’t need the world to know you, you just need one person. Trust me, I’ve been where you are.”

The girl found it hard to believe that a man like Shawn Mendes—singer, songwriter, and overall amazing human being—could have been suicidal. But she felt so safe wrapped in his arms that she didn’t argue with him. And for the first time in a while, she was able to take a deep breath. And then the gut wrenching sobs came.

Shawn rubbed her back and soothed her, relieved that he had possibly talked her out of commiting suicide. “Come with me back to my house. I’ll make you a cup of hot chocolate—it’s cold out here—and we can talk.”

He felt her nod her head against his shoulder and he let out another breath of relief. He slowly pulled away from her, throwing his legs over the ledge before grabbing onto her waist and hoisting her onto the road next to him. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, called Tarzan after him, and escorted her back to his condo.

They talked and she cried a lot. But finally, she agreed to go into counseling and he vowed to help her get out of her abusive relationship.

After knowing each other for a few months—and with meeting in the circumstances that they did—they became best friends quickly. He brought out the best in her and made her feel less depressed. She was able to get out of her abusive relationship (more on that later) and the weight of her parents’ death didn’t feel as heavy.

Shawn was inspired by her to write new music, curing his writer’s block that he had had for months. He requested Y/N to make an appearance on his Instagram to speak about her depression and her toxic relationship which she gladly obliged to.

The fans loved that Shawn was spreading mental awareness to others and that was what made him decide to open up about his anxiety.

Y/N noticed his anxiety within the first week of knowing him. She had been staying with Shawn since the bridge incident (it was determined by the police that it wasn’t safe for her to live with her boyfriend anymore) so Shawn was allowing her to stay with him.

She had just gotten done from a session with her counselor and an interview with the police. She was emotionally drained and just wanted to sit down at Shawn’s piano and play a song.

She had learned piano at a very young age and was extremely good at it. Shawn was impressed with how well she could play the piano given that she hadn’t played it in a few years.

But when when she opened the condo door, she heard no noise. The dishes from Shawn’s breakfast were piled in the sink, music sheets lay out across the countertops, his guitar was sitting on the couch, and his manifestation journal was lying facedown, halfway opened as if he had thrown it.

“Shawn?” She had tentatively called. She felt bad about staying with him since she barely knew him and vice versa, but he had insisted. Now she felt bad about intruding in his private life. She didn’t think she was supposed to see his life a mess like this.

She walked down the hallway to his room and gently knocked on the door. No answer. She was worried what she would find on the other side.

She gently pushed the door open and still no Shawn. She saw the light on in his bathroom and heard shallow breathing on the other side.

She pushed the door open, worried that something might’ve happened to him. He lay there on his bathroom staring at the ceiling. His phone rested in his hands and his eyes were swollen and red.

She knelt down next to him and shook him. “Shawn! Are you alright?!”

“Y/N, I feel so numb.” And it was then that it hit her why he stressed so much about making a song perfect. Why he read and reread any post he made to Instagram at least a hundred times before posting it. He had anxiety. Bad anxiety too.

And that is how the song In My Blood came to be.

So you see, Y/N and Shawn both saved each other from their mental health issues. That is perhaps the reason why their friendship grew so quickly. They would rant to each other about how they felt and then if it was bad enough, they would encourage them to talk to their therapist about it.

After a month of trying to get back on her feet, Y/N had found herself a steady job and was well on her way to moving out of Shawn’s apartment. She ate healthier and worked out and felt better about herself.

The people around her were appalled at the quick recovery she had made. She blamed it on Shawn and how he had been an amazing friend to her. Not to say that she was completely cured of depression, but she was the fastest moving case.

One day, about 3 months after the incident, she received a text from Shawn while she was at work.

Shawn: Hey! Umm…this song is really personal to me and it’s going on my new album. I want you to tell me what you think.

Y/N clicked on the audio link he had sent her and his melodic voice filled her ears.

“Why do we put each other through hell? Why can’t we just go over ourselves?”

The song came to a close and Y/N was in awe over the beautiful sound of the song.

Y/N: that! was! beautiful! Please publish it to the world.

Shawn: ;)I’m glad you liked it. It was about a special someone.

And later that night, while she was lying on his chest during their annual movie nights once a month, he confessed that the song was about her. She was hesitant at first, not feeling the same way about him. She asked for space which he gladly gave to her, but after three weeks, she came around and confessed that she felt the same.

After being his girlfriend for 3 months, Shawn was leaving for tour. Y/N had quit her job to travel with him and to say he was ecstatic was an understatement! He couldn’t wait to show Y/N the world.

When Shawn and Y/N finally became public, the fans weren’t too fond of her. They body shamed her for being anorexic and being too fake. They accused her of using Shawn for money. They told her she was ugly. They told her she didn’t deserve Shawn.

Y/N handled the fans in a good way, ignoring what they said about her. But there were some nights when they got the best of her and she would cry onto Shawn’s shoulder. He would wipe away her tears telling her she was beautiful.

One day, pictures surfaced of Y/N wearing a sports bra and leggings while out for a smoothie with Shawn. The pictures were heartfelt and cute. One even showed Shawn wiping off some of Tarzan’s fur from off her butt. And then there were the pictures that came after that, showing Shawn wiping away Y/N’s tears after a fan had harassed her. Shawn had never been more pissed off in his life.

He wrote a huge letter to his fan explaining that they should respect his girlfriend and if they liked him then they would respect his choice to be with her. Most fans backed off or apologized about what they had done.

After 1 year of dating, Shawn and Y/N couldn’t have been more in love.

So when Shawn came home from the studio one night and Y/N said the four most dreaded words in the English language to him, his heart plummeted to his stomach.

“Hey, Shawn, we need to talk.”

He slowly walked towards her, sitting down next to her on the couch. “What’s up?” He asked tentatively, grabbing her hands in his.

She felt herself choke up. She was about to break this man’s heart. But she had been thinking about it for the past month and it was a thought that wasn’t going away.

“I…lately I feel like we haven’t really…I don’t know, been in a relationship.”

Shawn’s face dropped. He was shocked. “What do you mean? I’m not sure I understand what you mean by that.”

Y/N took a deep breath. “I feel like we’re just best friends that kiss. I don’t know if that makes any sense but-“

“Wait, I’m sorry, I still don’t understand. You…you feel like we’re not in love anymore?” His voice fluctuated at the end as his beautiful honey eyes glazed over with tears.

“I…,” Y/N didn’t look at him. She couldn’t. “Yes. Yes, I think that. We started this relationship off as best friends and I think that maybe we are better as just that. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love you. Just not in that way.

“I…I used to feel in love with you, but now I feel like our relationship isn’t progressing, you know? It’s gone kinda stale.”

A tear fell from Shawn’s eye as he listened patiently to her. “Stale? What the hell does that even mean?! I…this is a lot to take in. Holy shit! We’re both at completely different phases in this relationship. Just give me a second to process this.” So he sat there—head in his hands—for what seemed like hours can, but was really only five minutes. And when he looked up at her, she knew she had completely and utterly destroyed his heart.

She turned her head away and slowly got up off the couch, making her way to their kitchen. She grabbed a kettle and made some hot chocolate for Shawn, slipping a little bit of his anxiety powder into it. Just because she had broken him, didn’t mean she didn’t care for him.

She walked back over to the couch and passed him the hot coco. Then she wrapped the throw blanket form the back of the couch over him.

His eyes were bloodshot and he was staring off into the distance. “So, you’re saying you want to break up? You don’t want me anymore because you’re bored?! That still doesn’t make any sense! All good relationships go through a ‘stale’ period. That doesn’t mean you should give up on them. On us,” he whispered in a melancholy voice.

Y/N of course knew this, but it wasn’t about their relationship being boring. It never was. She just though the relationship was at the point where Shawn and her either a) got engaged or b) broke up. She couldn’t see the former happening anytime soon so she decided it was time to end the relationship. They couldn’t progress any further until they were engaged/married.

And another big thing was that she was ready for kids. But she made two vows to herself when she was little:1) no sex before marriage and 2) definitely no kids before marriage (although that was a given because of her first rule).

Shawn knew these things and respected them, but Y/N was ready for marriage. She was ready to start a family, and if Shawn wasn’t at that point, she couldn’t force him into it.

Although they had talked about these things before, they had never for sure said they would get married and have kids. Which scared Y/N shitless to make the first move and ask him about getting engaged. And so she decided to end it.

She gripped his hands in hers and he pulled them away. “I…just please don’t. This is already hard enough.” And with that he stood from the couch, throwing the blanket down, and walking toward the front door.

She heard the jingle of the keys and the turning of the door, but she didn’t dare look up at him, not wanting to see him leave. “I’ll be at my parent’s house if you need anything. Sleep well.”

And then the door closed and Y/N was left with nothing, but the scent he left behind and the cold hot chocolate sitting on the coffee table.

A/N: If you didn’t notice, this was based loosely on the Shawmila break up. Do you maybe want a part two? Like and comment to let me know. Thanks, love you all!

Part 2

[shawnmendesbuddy]

Please Forgive Me

Summary: Y/N confesses her feelings to Shawn, but he laughs at her. Now Y/N is too embarrassed to face her best friend, but what happens when he confronts her first?

Warnings: Swearing?

Y/N entered the large house, shuddering at the smell of alcohol and sweaty bodies. She shuddered at the bright fluorescent lights over head. Music blared through the house as two people made out in the entryway of the house.

Y/N shoved through the dancing bodies and made her way to the kitchen. Her goal was to get in, eat a few of Shawn’s specialty peanut butter bars, and get out.

She came tonight because Shawn had invited her, but she wasn’t planning on socializing with anyone. All she wanted was to e peanut butter bars. Plus, when Shawn asked her if she had come, she wouldn’t have to lie to him about it.

Shawn had been trying to get Y/N to come to a group hangout for a month. But she had been avoiding him like the plague. Truth is, she was hurt and embarrassed.

A little over a month ago, she had confessed that she had a huge crush on Shawn and he…well he didn’t really say anything about it. Y/N in a desperate attempt to save their friendship, played it off as not a big deal, saying that it was just a small crush and she would get over it and that they could still be friends.

But in reality, it was a huge deal. This crush had been going on since 6th grade. Heck, Y/N might as well be in love with Shawn.

Ever since that night, she’s been trying her best to make up excuses not to hang out with him. She couldn’t face him without feeling that heartbreak that she had felt that first week after finding out her feelings weren’t reciprocated.

Shawn begged her to come to this party, said he would stay with her the whole night, hell he even said she could stay the night if she wanted! And to top it all off, he said he was making 3 pans of her favorite dessert: peanut butter bars. So she finally gave in, because how could she deny Shawn of something he wanted. She loved him too much. Plus, it wasn’t his fault he didn’t feel the same.

Shawn: hey, u here yet? if i don’t see you here in the next 10 minutes, im sending Brian to come get you. I would get you myself, but like, I’m kinda hosting a party that you’re supposed to be at RIGHT NOW!!

Y/N sighed as she saw the text come through on her phone. Maybe she should just text him and tell him that she popped in, but was feeling sick so she had to leave.

She finally found the peanut butter bars and was about to start piling them onto a plate when she heard the kitchen door open. “Hey, there you are. I though that I would check in here one last time before sending Brian to come get you. I knew you couldn’t resist these,” she heard the voice of the one person she had been trying to avoid.

She took a few deep breaths before turning around and looking into the brown eyes of her best friend. The only thing he would ever be to her. All the pain she had been dealing with the past month came rushing back to her. “Yeah, you found me!” She said, trying to sound enthusiastic.

“How are they?” Shawn pointed his finger at the bars he had made.

“I don’t know. Haven’t had a chance to try them yet. I was just about to before you interrupted me,” she chuckled turning away from him, not being able to stare into his eyes any longer.

She grabbed a bar and took a bite out of it. “Mmm,” she moaned. “So good,” she whispered as she finished eating the brownie. “Thanks for making these Shawnie, but I think I’m going to head out. It’s been a long day. Work was hard and I’m feeling kinda tired.”

She tried to leave the kitchen before Shawn could stop her but she should’ve known better. Shawn knew her better than she knew herself. There was no way she was leaving that kitchen until she answered a few questions for him.

“You’ve been avoiding me! For a whole month! I’ve been trying to get a hold of you, trying to hang out with you and you just pushed me away. What’s wrong honey?”

Y/N’s breathing grew shallow at this. ‘Honey’ had been his nickname for her since forever. But she had always thought of it as a term of endearment. That when he used it, maybe, just maybe, he thought the same way about her as she did about him.

“Please, Shawn, I don’t want to talk about it right now. I’m tired and I want to go home.”

“No! Because I don’t want you to pull this stunt again! I don’t want you to avoid me for another month. You know how much you mean to me. I just want…just please, tell me what’s wrong.”

Y/N felt her blood boil and an aching sadness come over her. “Fine! You want to know why I’m avoiding you?! I told you how I felt about you and you laughed at me. Right in my face as I poured my heart out to you! And then you didn’t even try to stop me as I walked out of your house, tears falling down my face!” Her voice quieted towards the end as she fought the choking feeling in the back of her throat and the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes.

Shawn’s face softened as he stared at his best friend. She pulled her hand out from his grasp and tried to make a hasty escape out of the house but Shawn caught her just as she had reached her car.

“Honey! Honey! Let me explain, please!” Shawn pleaded with her.

Y/N didn’t say anything, just kept on searching her purse for her keys. “I promise you honey, it’s all just a misunderstanding. You see, earlier that night, Brian had been teasing me about how big of a crush you had on me and I just thought he was joking around because I didn’t ever think you would like me back. So when you told me how you felt, I thought Brian had put you up to so I just laughed it off. And when you left right after I thought you were just mad that your prank hadn’t worked. If I had known that you were telling the truth, I never would’ve laughed at you, I swear.”

Y/N sniffled a few times before finally looking up at Shawn. She shoved him playfully before letting out a small chuckle through her cries. “You’re such a dumbass.”

“Yeah, I am. But I’m a dumbass who’s been in love with his best friend for the longest time and wants to know if she can forgive him.”

Y/N’s heart pounded in her chest at his confession. Wasting no time at all, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a soft and sweet kiss. The salt from her tears mixed into the taste of his cherry chapstick he was always using. It was a short blissful kiss and when they both pulled apart, she rested her forehead on his.

“I’m guessing I’ve been forgiven?”

Y/N nodded head head letting out a small chuckle.

A/N: I know it’s been a while but here’s an update. Love you all! Also there will be more coming soon!! I promise! Thanks!

[shawnmendesbuddy]

LOVE AND HATE

Summary: Shawn and Y/N have hated each other for a long time now. But lucky for them, a little magic can make all the difference.

Warnings: Drunk Shawn (if that even counts)

A/N: So this is my first imagine, don’t judge me 😬. It’s not perfect, but give me feedback in the comments, thanks!

Sometimes the world is not as it appears. Sometimes people fall in love and tell each other. Sometimes people fall in love and instead of telling each other, they create an intense hate for the other to push their feelings away. But love and hate are so closely related that sometimes feelings get mixed up. Especially when there is a dash of magic involved.

“Pleeeaaaasssseeee let me hold your haaannnd,” Shawn slurred out to Y/N. At first she thought he had been messing with her as one of his cruel jokes, but after a half hour of his persistency, she granted him his wish of following her around the club. Now he wanted to hold her hand and Y/N was not going to let it happen.

Y/N was unsure if Shawn had gotten so drunk that he forgot that they hated each other, or if someone had slipped him a little Amour into his cup. Amour was an extremely rare flower that was said to make you fall in love with someone for a short period of time if inhaled or ingested. Y/N hoped it was the latter because then she would never let Shawn live it down.

You see, Shawn and Y/N hadn’t always been enemies. In fact, all the way up until sixth grade they were best friends. Neither Y/N nor Shawn knows who started it, but one day, their friendship shifted into a hateful thing and they had never gotten past it.

Some people would argue with them and say that the reason they grew distant and hateful toward the other was to push them away so they wouldn’t find out their true feelings about the other person.

But Shawn and Y/N were so engrossed in stopping the other person from finding out their feelings for them, that they couldn’t see that they both felt the same way.

“Please Y/N. I just want to hold your hand so bad. Please.” He begged again. Y/N ignored him and walked away. She heard a whimper behind her, but refused to turn around.

“Y/N you realize that when someone is under the influence of Amour and you’re the person they’re in love with and you leave them alone or ignore them they are in physical pain. It’s like the worst heartbreak you’ve ever felt but ten times worse. And you also suffer low self esteem as one of the side effects if the person you fell in love with ain’t giving you attention?” Laney ranted on.

She had been very intrigued in the Amour plant for as long as Y/N could remember. She knew so much about it, and all she was doing was spewing facts at Y/N to try and make her help Shawn.

Y/N had to admit that she felt a little guilty about making him go thorough that. She cared for him deep down but she couldn’t show it or else he would never talk to her again. She would rather have rude and spiteful Shawn than no Shawn. So Y/N turned back around, sighed, and reached her hand out to Shawn’s , who’s face beamed with the biggest smile she’d seen him give her since right before they started hating each other.

“Aww thank you so much Y/N You’re so beautiful.” Shawn whispered into Y/N’s ear causing shivers to go down her spine. He hadn’t called her beautiful in the longest of times. Her heart stuttered in her chest.

“Can I hug you, please?” Shawn gave her puppy dog eyes and Y/N nodded as he pulled her into a bone crushing hug.

“You’re going to have to bring him home with you tonight, you realize that?” Laney said.

Shawn released Y/N and kissed her forehead. “Ooh, when we get back to your place, can we cuddle?”

Y/N chuckled. “You know, on a normal day Shawn, you hate me.” Shawn’s eyes widened at what Y/N had said.

“How could I ever hate an angel like you? Are you sure that’s not a different Shawn you’re thinking of?”

“I’m positive.”

“Well then I’m so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I promise I’ll never hurt you again. Forgive me?” Y/N chuckled as Shawn pouted.

“You realize that when the Amour loses its effects you’ll break that promise?” Y/N’s voice dropped with sadness. Sometimes she just wanted her best friend back.

“Why?! I don’t understand!” Shawn whined. “I’m in love with you so how could I hate you?”

Now Shawn was genuinely confused. Yes he was under the effects of the Amour, but he had always harbored feelings for Y/N. And he had regretted ever being mean to her or making her feel worthless. His intentions were to make her distance herself but it didn’t work too well since they had the same friends.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts. He hoped to remember the promise that he made her once the effects wore off. He wasn’t positive who had slipped him the Amour, but he was pretty sure it has been Laney. She had wanted a test subject for years and she must have just got her hands on some Amour and what better way to test then on her best friend’s enemy.

Y/N dragged Shawn out to her car and helped him into the passenger’s seat. He whimpered in pain when she let go of his hand and closed the door. He had to be touching Y/N or it felt like he was being pricked in the heart by a bunch of tiny needles.

“Here you go,” Y/N said offering her hand up to him once she had started the car.

“Thanks,” Shawn said kissing it and putting it back on the middle console with his hand clasped in hers.

“Actually, instead of going to my house, let’s just head to yours. You have a comfier couch anyways.” Y/N said.

Though their hate had stopped them from being friends years ago, Shawn’s friends requested that he invite her to every group hangout that he hosted at his house. Shawn would act out out about it, but secretly would love the fact that Y/N would be at his house.

***

“Hurry up and get in my house. It’s been soooo loooong since me and you have been alone together.” Shawn whined pulling Y/N into his house. “Do you want something to drink? Let’s watch a show and have snacks like we used to do when...before...” Y/N was surprised that even in his state, he could remember what had happened between them or at least sort of.

“Umm, I don’t know if a movie is the best thing to watch,” In truth, Y/N would’ve loved to have watched a movie with Shawn because she missed the old times, but she was worried about what Shawn would try during the movie. Plus, it was already 10:45 and she wasn’t sure she could stay awake much longer.

Shawn pouted his lips at Y/N and she sighed. “I’m putting my foot down because it’s late and I’m tired and taking care of you is not something I’m very fond of doing!” She snapped at Shawn. She didn’t mean to, but she was exhausted and wanted to go to bed.

A tear fell down on Shawn’s cheek. “Umm I’m sorry. I... I don’t want to be an inconvenience, but I guess I must’ve really hurt you and I’m sorry. I thought there might’ve been a little part of you that still cared about me. Umm...goodnight Y/N.”

Y/N felt her heart ache for the boy. She remembered Laney saying that people under the influence of Amour were extremely sensitive to what the person that they “love” says and does.

Shawn trudged over to his room and closed the door. Y/N walked through his apartment—something she’d never done when she’d been over—and found pictures of when they were kids and still friends. She found one where Shawn had his arm wrapped around her shoulders and they were staring at each other in a way she could only define as love.

Y/N shook her head and sighed, walking over to Shawn’s piano. She touched a few of the keys and looked up at the sheet music resting on the piano. ‘Why’ was the name of the song.

Y/N jumped when she heard the clicking of Shawn’s door opening. “I...umm...I’m taking the couch tonight, you can sleep in my bed.” He was dressed in a white t-shirt and black sweatpants and his hair was tousled. Y/N’s heart swooned at the sight.

Y/N shook her head. “I can’t take your bed, this is your house and I’ve been so mean to you.”

“Well I’m not taking the bed so you better so my bed isn’t wasted tonight.” Shawn shot her puppy eyes.

“Fine, but just because you gave me puppy eyes.”

“I uh...” Shawn scratched the back of his neck. Y/N hadn’t seen this nervous side of Shawn in a while. Usually he was really cocky around her. “I left some clothes out for you to change into, but if you don’t, I get it.”

“Thank you, I’m sorry for yelling at you,” Y/N said hugging Shawn and kissing his cheek. “Goodnight.”

***

Shawn woke in the middle of the night in cold sweats. His head ached and he was disoriented. And why was he on the couch? And were those...no it couldn’t have been Y/N’s shoes at the door. But...he didn’t know anyone else that were specially made pink Doc Martins.

So did that mean that Y/N was in his house...right now? Not just for a group hang out? No, that couldn’t be. Shawn shook his head.

He thought back to the night before. He had gone to a club with his friends and Y/N was there. She looked so beautiful, as always. And then...Laney offered to buy him a drink. And...oh gosh!

His memories came flooding back to him and he cringed in embarrassment. How could he have let himself go so far as to cry in front of her? She seemed almost...happy in his memories that he was talking to her. Did she really care that much if he was in love with her? There was nothing more he could do to harm their friendship.

What if...what if this was his only chance to talk to her normally without it being awkward because she thought he was still under the influence of Amour. All he would have to do is act like he did yesterday. It would be easy, right?

Shawn cleared his thoughts and grabbed his phone which was resting on the coffee table. 5:00 AM. He should at least get up and go to the gym or something.

He heard the door to his bedroom opening and he quickly covered his head with blankets and pretended to be asleep. “Ahem,” he heard Y/N clear her throat. It was one of the cutest things ever and Shawn couldn’t help but blush.

He slowly stretched and yawned pretending like he was waking up. He cracked his eyes open and smiled at Y/N. She was dressed in one of his gym shorts and his gym shirt. She looked so adorable in his clothes and Shawn’s heart fluttered.

“Umm good morning. I hope you don’t mind that I’m wearing some of your gym clothes, but I kinda wanted to work out. Do you want to come with me?” Shawn nodded his head eagerly, perhaps too eagerly, even for someone under Amour.

***

“Here, let me pay for that,” Shawn said pulling out a 20 and placing it on the counter at the smoothie shop.

“You shouldn’t have paid for me. I’ve been awful to you. Well you probably don’t even remember. You probably won’t even remember this conversation in a couple of hours. I think the affects are only supposed to last 12 or so hours. Let’s see, you started acting up at around 10:00 so we have,” Y/N checked her watch,”3 hours, give or take.”

Shawn nodded his head trying to act oblivious. He was unsure what to do. Should he just tell her?

“Y/N I’m not under the influence of Amour. Or at least not anymore. I haven’t been since I woke up.”

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes widening. “Okay then, tell me something that only you would know if you weren’t influenced.”

Shawn scoffed and shook his head. “I’ve made you cry more times than I want to even think about. When we were in sixth grade and I vowed that I would never hurt you, I broke it. So many times. But I thought that by breaking it,” Shawn sighed taking Y/N’s hands into his own. “I was scared. I fell in love with you. I didn’t want to ruin anything. I didn’t understand why I felt nervous around you. I thought that maybe if I distance myself right then, I could fix our friendship later. But the only way you would leave me alone was if I really hurt you. So I did what I thought I had to do. And I’ve been regretting it since then. Every time I would say something mean, I would cry myself to sleep thinking I hurt your feelings. And I kept the act up because you would be mean right back to me and I thought you hated me. But I can’t keep doing that. I’m in love with you. Every song I’ve written about love has been about you. My cards are all out on the table. You can take them or...you know...leave them.” Shawn said voice quieting towards the end.

“I’m so glad to hear that Shawn! So incredibly glad! Was that song on the piano I think it was called ‘Why’, was that about me?” Shawn nodded his head.

Y/N pulled his ear down to her mouth. “Let’s not put each other through hell and let’s get over ourselves.” Shawn smiled and pulled Y/N into a sweet passionate kiss which she returned.

Sometimes love and hate are so similar that who you hate is the person that you love.

[shawnmendesbuddy]

SHAWN MENDES MASTERLIST

Shawn Mendes MASTERLIST

✨ONESHOTS ✨

*in order from oldest to newest* Love and Hate

Summary: Shawn and Y/N have hated each other for a long time now. But lucky for them, a little magic can make all the difference. (a~f)

Boyfriend’s Brother

Summary: Y/N’s boyfriend is Peter. Shawn is Peter’s brother. Shawn likes Y/N, but has a terrible way of showing it. (a~f)

Betrothed To Someone Else

Summary: Y/N is the youngest of 7 sisters. Shawn and her are in love, but he is set to marry the 5th sister. (a~f)

A Drunk Friend Of A Friend

Summary: Y/N gets a call in the middle of the night from a friend. She is told to go pick up a drunk Shawn Mendes from a club, someone she’s never met before, but apparently he knows her. (a~f)

Please Forgive Me

Summary: Y/N confesses her feelings to Shawn, but he laughs at her. Now Y/N is too embarrassed to face her best friend, but what happens when he confronts her first? (a~f)

Periods, Planes, and I Love You’s

Summary: Y/N is on tour with Shawn and gets her period. She refuses to tell Shawn, but what happens when she ends up going to the hospital? (a~f)

Birthday Cake

Summary: It‘s Shawn’s birthday and Y/N wants to make Shawn a birthday cake. The problem? She’s a terrible baker. (f)

His World

Summary: Y/N is dying and she doesn’t tell Shawn. Shawn is planning a proposal for Y/N. (a)

His Stylist

Summary: When Shawn invites his stylist to come to the Met Gala with him, he ends up confessing how he feels. (f)

Stale

Summary: Y/N thinks their relationship is “stale.” (a)

It’ll Be Okay (Stale Part 2)

Summary: Will Shawn and Y/N be able to fix their relationship, or will it never be okay again?

The Lord and ‘Lady’ of the House

Summary: Shawn and Y/N enter into a fake engagement with each other

Doubts

Summary: Y/N and Shawn both have big dreams, but what happens when those dreams interfere with the other person’s?

Realizations: Doubts Part 2

Summary: Reader is tasked with the job of being an attorney for her ex-boyfriend’s lawsuit case.

Five Senses of Falling In Love

Summary: Shawn falls completely in love with the reader

City Of Love

Summary: Shawn is Y/N’s assistant and he’s head over heels for her. Does she feel the same for him?

Señorita

Summary: Shawn and Y/N reminisce on their relationship before playing their new duet for the world to see.

✨HOLIDAY READS✨

Mother’s Day

Summary: Mother’s Day is coming and reader and Shawn find out some exciting news

✨SERIES ✨

12 Days Of Christmas

Summary: Y/N and Shawn‘s relationship during Christmas time.

25 Days of Ficmas

Summary: 25 imagines of Shawn and Reader during Christmas time

The Prince and I

Summary: Y/N moves to England to study abroad and to escape her toxic ex. But what happens when she meets the Prince, Shawn Mendes and falls for him?

[shawnmendesbuddy]

🌿Mistletoe🌿 (Day 1 of 12 Days of Christmas Series)

Summary: Shawn and Y/N are dating but haven’t kissed yet.

Warnings: Swearing…idk?

(NOT MY GIF)

Y/N and Shawn had gone on a few dates, but they hadn’t kissed yet. It seemed like every time they were about to, something happened.

Attempt 1:

The first time Shawn had tried to kiss her was on their first date. They had met through Brian—Shawn’s best friend and Y/N’s college friend—who immediately introduced them at a party thrown at his house.

“Bro, you’ve got to meet her! She’s hot as hell and she’s just your type! Trust me!” Shawn chuckled and reluctantly went with his friend to meet another girl that he would set him up with.

But when he first saw her, he couldn’t believe his eyes. Tan skin—which was practically impossible in the cloudy Canadian weather—and a beautiful figure. She was hot as hell! But that wasn’t what drew him in. It was her warm, caressing smile, that sent shivers down his spine.

“Y/N, this is my friend, Shawn, the one I was telling you about earlier.” Y/N rolled her eyes at Brian giving Shawn a knowing look.

“Has he tried to set you up with about half the room too?”

Shawn laughed before vigorously nodding his head. “Uh-huh. And he thinks he’s the ‘Master Matchmaker’ or something. No one he’s ever set me up with has been right for me.”

“Hey! Let’s not bash on our amazing friend Brian. He’s still right here you know. And I think I might be right about you two. Just trust me on this one.” Brian threw his hands up defensively before walking away from the pair.

“So, I’m guessing he thinks we would be a good match then, eye Shawn.” She gently elbowed his rib cage and sent him a wink.

“I guess so. You know, out of all the girls he has tried to set me up with, you’re the only one that I actually would love to take on a date.” He scratched the back of his neck, his face turning red.

“Sure you don’t say that to all your other matches?” She teasingly flirted with him, loving to see him flustered.

“I pinky swear,” and he held up his pinky for her to link with his. She connected their pinkies and kissed her thumb. He followed suit.

“Now it’s set in stone. I’m going to take you on a date Y/N.”

And so, the next night, Shawn was frantically running around his apartment, laying out blankets and pillows on the couch. He wanted to make a pillow fort with her and cuddle up with hot chocolate while watching a Christmas movie. He figured it would be a good first date idea without the paparazzi bothering them.

She agreed to drive to his house so that the paparazzi wouldn’t find out where she lived. She wore a hoodie over her head, glasses, and a hat to conceal her identity from the nosy cameramen waiting outside Shawn’s apartment building.

Shawn waited for her in the lobby, praying that the crowd didn’t deter her. He was really looking forward to getting to know this beautiful girl. He led her to the elevator, his hands shaking as he opened his apartment door.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the blanket fort in the middle of the living room and “Elf” set up on the T.V. “Wow, you really do know how to make a girl’s heart melt, don’t you Rockstar?” And just like that, he felt his heart start to fall.

Later that night, as she lay her head on his chest, and they were wrapped up under a blanket together, he gently moved his hand beneath her chin. She gazed up at him and he could feel the tension in the room. Her lips looked so soft, and her skin danced in the light of the T.V.

He waited…one breath…two breaths. And then he slowly leaned in as she did the same. But right before their lips collided, a blaring ringtone sounded through the room. “Shit,” Shawn swore under his breath as he saw who was calling him. “Hey Andrew.”

The mood had been ruined and surprise, surprise, no kiss for either of them.

Attempt 2:

Shawn couldn’t ask Y/N on another date fast enough. As soon as she had texted that she had gotten home safely, he immediately asked her on a second date. She agreed and this time, he was going to kiss her.

He invited her to a horse-drawn sleigh ride and a romantic walk in a snowy forest. This time, he picked her up from her house and brought her to the carriage ride. He made her feel like a princess by helping her into the sleigh and offering her a blanket he had packed. She gently pecked him on the cheek, which was close, but not close enough.

Then, on their walk through the path in the forest, Y/N decided she wanted to build a snowman. As soon as she said the word, Shawn started to roll a ball out for the body. She helped him push it when it became too big, and they repeated the process with the other two snowballs.

They hadn’t brought anything for the snowman to have, but Y/N willingly sacrificed her scarf for the cause. Shawn was able to find some arm like branches slightly off the trial. He also found a few rocks to be the snowman’s nose, mouth, and eyes. And finally, Shawn removed his red knitted beanie hat and placed it on the snowman’s head.

Y/N found his tousled hat hair very attractive and wondered what it would be like to run her fingers through it. But her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Shawn say, “We should name him. What do you think?”

“Tarzan! That was my favorite Disney movie as a kid!”

“Really?! I’ve always wanted a dog named Tarzan, but this works out okay.” She chuckled and placed another kiss on his cheek.

Then the world seemed to stop moving as they stared into each other’s eyes once again. The tension rose and Shawn felt more than just butterflies in his stomach. It was a whole zoo. But right before their lips connected, a giant pick-up truck drove by and covered the two in snow.

They laughed it off and decided it was for the best that they go back to the sleigh.

Attempt 3:

It was now December first and Shawn, and Y/N hadn’t been on a date in a few weeks. Both being very busy with the holiday season quickly approaching. Shawn was scheduled for a lot of studio time because they wouldn’t be recording as much during the weeks of December. Y/N was journalist and was swamped with articles to write about fun things to do around town during Christmas.

They had of course called, texted, and facetimed during the three-week period that they were separated, but they both longed to go on another date. And it wasn’t like they hadn’t seen each other. Brian had a Friendsgiving party that they were both invited to the day before Thanksgiving, but Y/N had to leave early to spend the night at her parents’ house, and Shawn showed up after she left.

He called her that night and whispered to her sweet nothings as she fell asleep. That was when she knew she was done for. For heaven’s sake she hadn’t even kissed this man and she was already falling for him hard.

To say they were excited to go on their next date was understatement. Shawn had secured tickets to a Maple Leaf’s game to which she embarrassingly admitted that she had never seen a full game of hockey. He was shocked at first, but then he realized how cute it would be to be able to explain his favorite sport to her.

He lent her one of his Maple Leaf jerseys kissing her on the cheek as she got into the car. She was nervous to be going out in public with Shawn when they hadn’t really established what they were, but he assured her that him and his PR team would take care of everything. Y/N wasn’t sure that they could keep the entire thing under wraps, but she wanted to go on this date, so she put her fears aside.

“Alright, it’s sort of like basketball and soccer, but on ice,” Shawn tried to explain as they sat in the highest row in the arena. Shawn said that they had to sacrifice good seats for privateness. “Two players—one from each team—have a face off for the puck. Then, the rest of the team tries to score a goal.”

“Okay, so not too complicated.”

“No, not too complicated,” He chuckled and gently grabbed her hand.

The game started and the players skated across the ice. Y/N got really into the game and even started to yell at the refs for making bad calls. Shawn was so enthralled with the beautiful girl next to him, that when she turned to look at him, he started to lean in. It was going to happen; he could feel it.

And then, “Look at who we’ve caught on the kiss cam! Shawn Mendes and the beautiful gal next to him,” Shawn quickly pulled away and looked up at the jumbotron. He was pissed. His face was displayed on the screen next to Y/N. A light blush dusted both of their cheeks and they looked flustered.

“Well, why don’t you finish what you started before we interrupted,” the announcer said. Shawn flipped the announcer off and stood quickly from his spot, grabbing Y/N’s hand, and leading her out of the arena.

“I’m so sorry,” he said when they made it to the lobby. “We can go back in there and finish watching the game if you want.”

“No, that’s okay.” She was quiet for the rest of the night until they reached her house.

Shawn awkwardly scratched the back of his neck as he spoke, “So, my family wants me over in a few days to spend some time with them, and I was wondering if you maybe wanted to come. You can totally say no, but it would mean a lot to me if you could.”

Y/N smiled softly at him. “I would love to meet your family.” She hugged him and gave him a soft peck on his cheek before retreating inside her house for the night.

The next week, Y/N sat at the Mendes’ dinner table, Shawn’s hand wrapped around hers. They had just sat down to eat dinner and Y/N was ready to answer all the questions the Mendes had for her.

“So, Y/N, Shawn said that you are a journalist at The Toronto Star. How are you liking that?” Karen had asked, a loving smile on her face. From the second Shawn had told his mom about Y/N, she had begged him to bring her over. She loved how happy Y/N made her son.

“It’s amazing! I love every second of it! I always knew I wanted to be a writer but working at The Toronto Star is my dream job.” Shawn smiled happily at her. He loved the way her eyes lit up when she talked about her job.

“That’s great! I’m glad to see that you’ve found your passion so young in life, just like Shawn.”

Y/N nodded her head shyly and took a bite of the chicken Karen had made. “Wow! This is amazing Mrs. Mendes.”

“Call me Karen,” Karen shot Shawn a side eye, and while Y/N took a sip of her water, she mouthed ‘She’s a keeper,’ to her son. Shawn just chuckled quietly.

The entire family seemed to love Y/N, but Aaliyah got really attached super-fast. Y/N and Aaliyah talked about books that they loved, movies that made them cry, actors they found attractive (to Shawn’s dismay, Y/N thought Timothée Chalamet was hot), and everything in between the two.

Then Karen said the words that Shawn had been waiting for her to say all night. “Why don’t you show her to your room. I’m sure she would love to see a glimpse of your childhood.”

Shawn nodded his head and led Y/N to his bedroom. Little did she know that Shawn had set up mistletoe at the top of the staircase. A small smirk played at his lips as they reached the second floor and he pointed at the ceiling.

Y/N stared at the mistletoe for a few seconds laughed and said, “Well I guess we can’t break tradition now, can we?”

Shawn gently shook his head and placed his hand behind Y/N’s ear. His thumb gently caressed her cheek as they slowly leaned into each other, their breath’s mixing together. And then his lips were on hers, and there was an explosion of fireworks, and the world seemed to stop moving. It was just the two of them, and nothing else mattered.

All too soon they were pulling away to take a breath of air. “Now that we’ve finally kissed, will you be my girlfriend? I know it’s soon, but we’ve known each other for a mo—” but he never finished his sentence because her lips were on his, and suddenly, he forgot how to do anything but kiss her.

She rested her forehead on his and whispered, “Sneaky little Mendes. Hanging a mistletoe up just to steal a kiss from me.” She pecked his lips again. “And yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.”

“Good because I almost fell off the ladder putting this up.”

A/N: This is a part of a new Christmas series I am doing called the 12 Days of Christmas. It’s a bunch of different imagines that start with this one and build off this relationship. Thanks for reading and thanks for 3k reads! Love you and hope you have a very happy holiday!!

Taglist: @mendesblurb

If you would like to be added to my taglist, message me, thx.

[shawnmendesbuddy]

👕 Ugly Sweaters 👕 (Day 8 of 12 Days of Christmas)

Summary: Y/N meets Shawn‘s fans over Instagram Live, and Y/N and Shawn make ugly Christmas Sweaters

Warnings: None…Lots of fluff

Day 8

👕 Ugly Sweaters

“Hey guys! Thanks for joining my live! Wow, there are so many of you already.” Shawn watched as the little eye in the corner of his screen had the number 10k next to it. It still amazed him every day how many people supported him. Shawn ran his hands through his hair and smiled at Y/N who was on the other side of his phone, hiding from the camera.

She was carrying a box in her hand that was full of books. He chuckled at her as she set it down on the coffee table and wiped her brow. She had always been a reader and he was glad that she would be adding new books to his small collection in his library (which really was just a tiny corner of his apartment with a cozy chair and three floor to ceiling bookshelves).

@shawnismyfavorite: Who is he looking at?

@lolmendesarmy: K, who is making my boy smile like that?

@mylifeisshawn: You gonna tell us why you looking off in the distance?

Shawn looked back down at his phone screen and chuckled at the comments. “You guys are all asking what I’m looking at.” Shawn and Y/N had agreed that they were going to announce their relationship to the fans on this Instagram live, but Y/N hadn’t known that Shawn had already started it. She gave him a wide-eyed look and he smirked.

He gestured with his hand for her to come over to him, but she shook her head. He furrowed his eyebrows. “Hold on, just one second,” he said to his phone.

He stood from his chair and set his guitar down. He walked towards Y/N and grabbed her wrists, pulling them up to his chest. “What are you worried about hun,” he whispered softly.

“I…I didn’t know you had started the live yet, I was hoping I would look a little more presentable.”

He chuckled at her, looking her up and down. She was in a light blue sweatshirt (his light blue sweatshirt), and she had leggings on. Her hair fell in soft curls around her face, and she had no makeup on, but Shawn thought she looked gorgeous. “Baby, you look beautiful. Now come on, don’t be shy.”

She shook her head at him and planted her feet into the ground as he tried to pull her over to his phone. “Do you want to do this or not?” his eyes softened as he stroked her cheek.

“I do, I really do, but I’m scared. What if you’re fans all hate me?”

“Well, I’ll protect you. I’ll make sure they play nice.” He kissed her forehead and lifted her off the ground. “Tell me to stop if you don’t want to meet my fans.” He carried her over to the chair he had previously been sitting in and paused before they went into view of the camera. “Yes or no Y/N.”

“Fine, yes!” she squeaked out as he sat down on the chair and pulled her into his lap.

He smiled at the screen and the comments started to blow up. “Okay, so this is my gorgeous girlfriend Y/N. Please be nice to her, she’s not used to being in the spotlight.”

Y/N hid her head in Shawn’s chest and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Baby, they have a few questions for you. Do you want to answer them?”

She slowly turned her head to the screen and glanced at all the comments.

@shawnforlife: Hi! You’re gorgeous, what’s your favorite color.

“Umm, to answer your question @shawnforlife, I’m going to have to go with forest green. It’s just such a pretty, prominent color. And I grew up by a forest, so it reminds me of home.” Shawn rubbed his fingers up and down Y/N’s waist and sent her an encouraging squeeze.

@shawnmendesishot: How long have you guys been dating?

“@shawnmendesishot, we’ve been dating for, I think a month and a half. I don’t know. Gosh, it feels longer than it has been. Has it really only been a month and a half?” She glanced at Shawn questioningly.

He looked up at the ceiling, thinking. “Yeah, I think so. But gosh, it does feel like it’s been way longer!” He kissed her cheek and she started to answer another question.

Y/N and Shawn were on live for twenty more minutes, before they decided that they had been on for long enough. “All right, well we love you guys, and hopefully we’ll be able to do another live soon!”

They blew kisses at the camera and logged off the live.

“You were amazing babe!”

“Yeah, only because I had you here. I struggled at first. Gosh, how do you do that!”

“Practice baby, practice!” He kissed her gently on the lips. “So, the Mendes family has a huge holiday party in a few weeks, and everyone has to wear ugly Christmas Sweaters that they have to make. But, but, but I have a twist. What if we made each other ugly Christmas Sweaters that the other person has to wear to the party? Which, by the way, whoever wins gets to take home the golden snowman for an entire year!?”

“The golden snowman?”

“The golden snowman is the best prize in this universe, better than a Grammy if I do say so myself. I’ve never won it, but I want to this year. Please say you’ll help me,” he pouted his lip and made a puppy eye face that Y/N couldn’t resist.

“Fine! But we have to go to the store and buy everything if we’re going to make these ourselves!”

***

“No, start with the brown along the outside!”

“But babe, we have to make the fireplace! I’m putting the fire in first.”

“Shawn,” she exasperatedly sighed, “Put the big brown square first, then work your way in from there! Like this!” She took the piece of fabric and glued it into the middle of the bright red sweater. “I’ve already cut everything out; it really shouldn’t be this hard.” She pinched the bridge of her nose.

“Well, clearly I’m not a fashion designer so I have no idea how to work this.”

“Honey, all you have to do is look at the picture and go biggest to smallest with the squares. Then, with the fire, place the logs down in the middle of the black square, and put the fire on top. If you have questions, ask me.”

She turned away from him, gluing the white triangles onto her red sweater. They had decided to decorate their sweaters as the Elf on the Shelf. Shawn was going to be the shelf/fireplace, and Y/N was going to be the elf. He was going to balance her on his shoulders so that it looked like she was sitting on him.

“Oh, we are definitely winning this year. You’re the smartest babe! Thanks for coming up with this idea.”

Y/N chuckled at Shawn. “It’s been on my Pinterest board for years. I’ve been waiting until I found a guy worthy enough to carry me on his shoulders and be my shelf.”

“Well, I’m glad I could be that guy then.”

A/N: Day 9 is going to be the holiday party they go to where they will wear these Christmas sweaters. Will they get the golden snowman? Idk, I guess you’ll have to see. As always, like, comment, vote, give feedback! Thanks, I love you all and stay tuned for Day 9!

Taglist: @mendesblurb

Message me if you want to be added to my taglist, thanks!

[shawnmendesbuddy]

Snowed In (Day 7 of 12 Days of Christmas Series)

Summary: Y/N and Shawn get into a fight and are stuck with each other. Shawn asks Y/N something that will change their life.

Warnings: Angst, swearing

Day 7

🌨Snowed In

Drew: Hey Y/N! I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime. It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, and I would love to get back in touch. I have some things I need to say to you. ;)

Shawn watched as Y/N’s phone blew up on his nightstand. They had been cuddling in his bed for the past hour, watching Home Alone. Y/N had said she had to go to the bathroom and left her phone on his nightstand. The light and sound coming from it was annoying him, so he picked up her phone to turn it to silent mode, until he saw the person who was texting her.

Drew.

The name didn’t ring any bells. She hadn’t mentioned a friend named Drew. His eyes scanned over the text that Drew sent to her. He clenched his jaw. Who was this guy and why did he want to meet up with his girlfriend?

He heard the bathroom door opening and was hastily trying to set her phone back down on his nightstand. He didn’t want to be caught snooping, but it was too late. “Why do you have my phone?” Y/N stared at him suspiciously, one eyebrow raised, before walking towards the bed.

“I…it was blowing up with texts, so I was trying to turn it onto silent mode,” he quickly blubbered out. It wasn’t a lie, so he didn’t necessarily feel guilty about it.

“Okay, should we get back to watching the movie?” Shawn nodded his head and lifted the blanket for Y/N to crawl under. Insecurity started to seep into his bones. He knew Y/N was a gorgeous woman, the most beautiful one he had ever seen. And he knew she was desirable, but what if Drew was some amazing guy that she liked better than Shawn? Then what? Would he have to watch her leave him for another man?

Y/N kept texting someone on her phone with a small smile on her face, and Shawn couldn’t help but think that it was this Drew guy. He shook it off, not wanting to come off as the jealous boyfriend, and turned his head back to the screen.

But after twenty minutes of that, Shawn paused the movie and looked right at his girlfriend. “Who are you texting?”

Her face paled, “No one.” Truthfully, Y/N had already taken care of her business with Drew. She sent him a simple text telling him she had already got a boyfriend and she was not interested in getting back together with him. He was a past boyfriend of hers that she could never seem to get over until Shawn.

The real person she was texting was Karen to ask her if Shawn would like the Christmas present, she bought him. Karen responded with a bunch of things, but she also asked Y/N what she thought she should get him for Christmas. Y/N was giving Karen some suggestions when Shawn had asked her the dreadful question.

Shawn sent her a look. “Really, no one? Cause I can clearly see your thumbs typing away on your screen.”

Y/N sighed, “You don’t have to be so nosy, don’t worry about it.”

But that only alerted Shawn more. How could he not worry about her texting another guy? “Umm, I’m worried because I saw that a guy named Drew was texting you earlier.”

Y/N’s eyes went wide as she stared at Shawn. “Were you snooping on my phone?!” The utter disbelief in her voice caused Shawn to shrink. He hadn’t been “snooping” per se, more like he saw who was texting her and was curious.

“I wasn’t snooping. I…who is he?”

Y/N shook her head at him and stood from the bed. “Un-freaking-believable! Wow! I…I thought I could trust you! I thought you trusted me!” He could feel the anger radiating off her and it scared him. Y/N and him had not gotten into a fight yet and he was worried this would be their first. He was even more worried that she might break up with him because of it. He knew how important trust was to her in a relationship. It was just as important to him to, but he wasn’t trying to look at her texts, it just sort of happened.

“No, baby, please,” Y/N had run out of the room and was now by Shawn’s front door. He had chased after her and was blocking her from leaving. “I promise, it isn’t what you think it is. I wasn’t trying to dig around, I promise. I trust you with my life Y/N.”

“Do you?! Because if you did, you wouldn’t have questioned me about who I was texting1 Now please, move out of the way.”

Shawn stood his ground; a pleading look in his eyes. “Baby, it’s snowing. At least stay the night.”

She shook her head at him. “To hell with the storm, I just can’t be around you right now. If you love me, you will let me leave.”

Shawn’s heart broke. He battled with the idea of letting his upset girlfriend drive alone on the icy roads by herself, or if he shouldn’t let her leave and risk losing his relationship with her. “Just…please…drive safe. And text me when you get back to your place.” He sent her one last longing look as she walked out of his apartment. He fell apart on the floor, sliding down against the door.

***

Y/N drove slowly down the icy roads, regretting her decision to leave Shawn’s house. What if she was overreacting? What if he really did have a logical explanation for being so protective over her. She felt a few tears slide down her cheek as she pulled into her driveway.

She shot a quick to Karen (she was too mad at Shawn to send one to him).

Y/N: Hey Karen! Shawn’s not replying to my text. Do you think you could call or text him and tell him I got home safe? Thanks!

She had lied to Karen about Shawn, but what else was she going to do? Tell her boyfriend’s mom that they were fighting?

And then she started thinking. Shawn would never betray her trust like that. He loved her; he probably wasn’t trying to snoop around on her phone. And let’s be honest, if she saw his phone blowing up with texts and there was a girl texting him, she would be worried. Especially if afterwards, he continued to text on his phone for the next twenty minutes.

She felt herself starting to cry and she quickly picked up her phone, calling her mom. “Hey, honey. Is everything okay?”

“No, I think that I ruined the best thing I ever had.”

***

It had been an hour since Y/N had left his house and Shawn had grown anxious. He decided to drive to her house to see if she had made it there okay. He was hoping she had made it back, but if she hadn’t, he hoped to see her car on the side of the road so he could help her. Shawn’s windshield wipers wiped vigorously across the window. He was worried. Y/N hadn’t texted him back and he felt horrible about the way she left his house. He hadn’t even told her he loved her. He drove as fast as he could in the given conditions to her, calling his mom in a panic.

“Mom, I need help! Y/N left my house, and she hasn’t texted me since! What if something happened to her?! Mom I couldn’t live with myself if she got hurt because of something stupid that I did!”

“Shh, Shawn calm down. Y/N texted me and said she was fine. She said you weren’t responding to her texts, what happened?”

“I…really messed up. We got into a fight because, well, someone named Drew was texting her and I got worried. She kept texting someone and was being super secretive about it. I wasn’t trying to come off as possessive, believe me, but-”

“Shawn, I think that if Drew was a big deal in her life, she would’ve told you about him. As for who she was texting all night, it was me. We were discussing things to get you for Christmas. She probably was being evasive because she didn’t want you to find out.”

He felt his heart drop. He was such an idiot. He had reached Y/N’s house by now, and there was at least a foot of snow on her driveway. He didn’t dare pull his car in, opting to leave it on the street.

“I got to go, I’m at her house right now. But gosh, I feel like such an idiot.”

“You’re not an idiot because of what you did, but you are an idiot for driving to her house in the middle of a blizzard! I’m not going to lecture you about it right now, but you know better than that! Now I love you, go get your girl back.”

***

He knocked on her door a solid few times before he heard the light padding of her feet. He had never felt more relieved when he saw her on the other side of the door frame. She seemed to have felt the same way because as soon as she saw Shawn, she pulled him into a tight hug.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have left like that! I can’t believe you’re here! Holy cow! Why did you come?! That’s so dangerous, you idiot!”

Shawn chuckled a little and inhaled her scent. “I’m here to explain everything. I felt horrible about the way I let you just walk out of there. I love you and I need to tell you a few things.”

“Then by all means, let’s get you out of the freezing cold.” She pulled him inside and sat him down on her couch, sitting a good distance away from him, which to be frankly honest, hurt Shawn’s feelings.

“I…your phone was blowing up when you went to the bathroom, so I went to turn it off. But then I saw a text from a guy named Drew and it seemed flirtatious and it freaked me out. Because I’m insecure, I’m stupid, and I’m so worried about losing you that I drove you away.”

“You didn’t drive me away. And Drew is just a friend. We used to have something, but now I have you. And by the way, you are like infinitely better than him in every department. He was kind of an airhead. Plus, I thought about the situation, and I probably would’ve freaked out the same way.”

Shawn chuckled. “Well, I hope that means you can forgive me.”

“Shawn, of course I can. But I think you might have to stay the night because there is no way I am letting you back on those roads. I can’t believe you risked driving to my house!” She hit him on the chest, and he grabbed her hand, kissing her knuckles.

“Well, I’ve been wanting to ask you something and I think if you say no, it’s going to be a really long night.” He awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

“Well, that’s alright, as long as you’re safe, I don’t care how awkward the night gets.”

His face heated up and he couldn’t make eye contact with her. “I’ve been thinking…and well…I mean, you have so many clothes at my place, like half your closet,” she chuckled and kissed him on the cheek, “And you also have like…your toothbrush, your shampoo, your hair stuff, and like basically everything that you have here, over there. So maybe, and this is only if you want to, no pressure at all, would you like to move in with me?” He tightly closed his eyes as he said the words.

There was a beat of silence…two…three. “Shawn, this could be a really big step in our relationship. I…wow! Okay, just give me a second to process that.”

He held her hands in his as he watched her face inherit a giant grin all for him. “Yes! Okay, we could definitely do that!” And then she started laughing really hard—like hard, loud, barking laughs—and Shawn joined in. They couldn’t help it. Twenty minutes ago, they had been in a huge fight, but now, they felt closer than ever to each other.

She hugged Shawn tightly and he kissed the top of her head. “So…since we’re going to be stuck here for a while, what do you say we start packing?”

Shawn’s eyes lit up as she smiled up at him. “There’s nothing more in the world that I would want to do with you.”

A/N: I thought I would add some angst to this one since they all have been super fluffy. I really enjoyed writing this and I think it is the longest one so far. Please leave feedback for me and if you have any questions, comments, or concerns, message me about them! Thanks, I love you guys so much!

Taglist: @mendesblurb

Message me if you want to be added to my taglist, thanks.