Shawn Mendes Imagines

Prank Wars

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Brian walks pass the green room eyeing Shawn, who's standing right next to the closed door that leads into the green room.

"The fuck you doing man?" He asks, stopping next to Shawn.

"Y/N's about to walk out, I'm gonna scare her."

"Oh shit," Brian fumbles for his phone, scarring you was something Shawn loved to do because you would just about jump twenty feet in the air, and sometimes you threw things. It made him laugh so hard.

Brian sets up to stand behind Shawn with his phone recording, both of them waiting patiently for you to come walking out.

They both tense when they can hear your laugh coming closer, your flip flops smacking against your feet as you headed for the door. The second the door handle turned Shawn crouched a little so Brian could see over his shoulder better.

You stepped out, still laughing at Connor's joke when you turned.

"RAAA!" Shawn yelled out, pushing his hands out a little in front of you.

You screamed so loud it echoed off the walls of the arena, your phone went flying and so did Shawn's water bottle. You didn't land right when you jumped and ended up falling to your ass.

Both boys laughed as you clutched your heart, sending them a deadly glare.

"Oh Babe," Shawn wiped a tear from his eye, turning to Brian and laughing again.

You groaned, "Fuck you! God damn it, you do that all the time. I'm so over it."

"But it's so funny." Brian giggled, looking back and showing Shawn the recording before posting it to his snap story in slow motion.

You rolled your eyes, crawling across the floor to grab your phone that ended up by the other wall. You gasped when you grabbed it.

"No!!" You whined, hanging your head and shutting your eyes. "I just bought this one!"

"What?" Shawn asked, now concerned with your reaction. "What happened?"

You show off your screen to Shawn and Brian and they both gasp.

"Wow, that really cracked eh?" Brian asked, pointing to your completely shattered phone screen.

"I'll fix it," Shawn shook his head, already dialing Andrew's number, "Hey, yeah so we need to head to like an apple store or something." He cringes as Andrew starts to respond. "Um, Y/n's... phone...I scared her...She threw it...Completely shattered." He sighs.

"It's okay,"

"No," He shakes his head at you, taking the phone from your hand and helping you up off the ground where you were sitting defeated. "Oh sweet, okay yeah we'll do that."

He hangs up and looks at you with a soft smile. "First off, I'm sorry Baby." He pecks your lips quickly. "Andrew is already out so he's gonna stop by and just pick up a new phone, we just gotta back this one up so you can transfer everything to the new one."

"Shawn you don't have to, it's okay. I can deal with a cracked screen."

"No, it's my fault, let me fix it."

You sigh, nodding and allowing him to do what he feels he needs to do to make this up to you.

"You're not off the hook, by the way, you better sleep with one eye open Mendes, because I'm coming for you."

"Oh yeah?" He smirks, stepping closer with mischief in his eyes.

"Yeah." You step away, but the smile and blush on your face giving you away.

"I bet you can't get me, I'm unprankable." He chuckles, tickling your sides and planting kissing on your neck as you try to squirm away.

"Unprankable eh?" Brian mutters, looking at Connor who's now stepped out of the green room to see what the commotion was.

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