Shawn Mendes Imagines

Better than the Original (Cute)

THESE IMAGINES ARE NOT MINE!!! I JUST EDITED THEM A LITTLE!!

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Today was the first day back to school after winter break and it was horrible my best friend moved 10000 miles away and I miss her a lot :( Anyways, how was your day/break?

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"You saw that? That was probably one of the worst performances of my life!" You laughed heartily as your eyes followed the flood of comments entering the live stream; smiling warmly at the influx of compliments and kind words from your followers.

"Okay lovelies, what song next?" Balancing your guitar on your lap you used your right hand to maneuver your way through the mass of comments to find the right song, noticing a reoccurring pattern within the mix of words from all of the people watching.

You began to play the chords to a song you knew all too well, the tune of 'In my blood' suddenly echoing around your dimly lit room; a soft smile appearing on your bare face.

"This one was very highly requested so who am I to disappoint?" winking cheekily, you opened your mouth and let the lyrics spill out, your fingers strumming along perfectly in time.

Eyes closed and mouth open, you continued to sing the words at such a volume you were sure that your neighbors would no doubt hear, as they usually did. You could already picture the not so pleasant talk over the fence with Dorothy tomorrow about how it's inappropriate to sing your heart out at 3 am.

You played the last note and sang the last lyric, your eyes open and teeth on the show as you smiled widely at the screen of your laptop.

"How was that?" Your guitar was safely disregarded to the right of you as your hands went to fix the bun that was falling apart on your head, the locks falling into your eyes and blocking the comments momentarily.

It was silent in the room you currently sat in, the laptop in front of you is the only source of light besides the small bedside table lamp behind you. It was definitely not uncommon for you to spend the early hours of the morning singing to a bunch of complete strangers; clad in your comfiest wear and your old guitar in hand. It was undoubtedly the best part of your day.

Successfully sorting your hair, you pulled the laptop closer so you could read the comments properly, the words moving at a pace that made it impossible to read.

"Guys, slow down!" The words 'Shawn Mendes' followed by a bunch of random words and letters were filling the screen, the feeling of confusion flowing through you as you thought it was common knowledge that the song was written by him. Shrugging, you continued to scroll further up the chat to pinpoint the moment the madness began, your eyes latching onto a comment that made your heart literally almost fall out of your mouth.

"Oh my holy fuck!" the scream flew out of your mouth before you had even registered what you were reading, face turning the brightest shade of red possible.

"@ShawnMendes: oh.my.god"

"@ShawnMendes: 100X better than the original;)"

"what the actual hell is happening right now, holy shit" Your words seemed to fail you as you lifted your hands to fan your face, praying to any god who would listen that you would return to your original skin tone other than the tomato shade you currently were.

"@ShawnMendes: Ha-ha sorry for the scare : ) You're truly incredible!"

Your heart had seemed to stop for a whole minute or 10 times had seemed to slow down so there was no way of knowing how long you had sat there in disbelief. Was this really happening right now?

In fear of looking like a complete mess, you brushed your cheeks lightly with your fingers, composing yourself before smiling brightly at the screen of your laptop.

"Thank you so much! There is absolutely no way that that was anywhere close to the original, but thank you. You're wonderful- uh your music is wonderful!" Did I really just tell Shawn Mendes I think he's wonderful? Well Yes, Yes, I did.

"@fanuser1: OKAY I AM SO SHIPPING THIS PLEASE"

"@fanuser2: SHAWN FOLLOWED HER SKSJS OKAY SIS IF WE DON'T GET A COLLAB I'LL SCREAM"

10 minutes later and an unreal number of new follows and comments, you decided to bid goodbye and finally end the stream; Shawn had since left after his comments and you were in desperate need of a moment to collect yourself and your thoughts. With a final blow of a kiss goodbye to the screen and many thank you's, you swiftly pressed the disconnect button.

The bed creaked as you flopped your body backward onto it, breathless and in complete shock. Your heart drummed heavily against your ribcage, the feeling of it beating being felt beneath your shaking fingers that lay on your chest.

You hastily grabbed your phone remembering a comment or two about a follow, your fingers typing the passcode faster than they ever had before.

@ShawnMendes Followed You!

[1 New Direct Message]

"@ShawnMendes: I meant it. You're incredible! If you still don't believe me, we can debate it over dinner sometime?"

A girly scream erupted from your mouth, chest aching with excitement. You ignored the harsh banging on the wall from your next-door neighbor and quickly typed back a reply.

This was the start of something wonderful.

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