shawn mendes imagines

jealous

that picture just kills me every time so i'm gonna go cry in canadian bc feels 

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we were going to the beach today with all the guys. shawn had been on tour for the longest time, me with him, so neither of us have seen the guys in forever. it's kind of going to be a small reunion. 

when we got there, shawn went off to where the guys were and i went over to where the girls, the other guys girlfriends, were. 

"aye, young y/n finally decided to come back to her bitches!" victoria, johnson's girlfriend, joked around as all the other girls looked up noticing my presence. 

"i missed you guys." i laughed, setting a towel down on the sand as i laid down on my stomach. 

"we missed you too, hoe." madison laughed, as i sat next to her. 

(a/n madison is my baby girl so don't be mean plz, thanks so much) 

after a while of talking about random thing with the girls, and all the guys playing a game of football on the shore, some very loud younger teenage boys walked over to me and the girls. 

the one who seemed to be the oldest and the 'leader of the group', stopped right next to me, eyeing me down. 

"can i help you?" i asked in a rude tone, unable to help it sense he was staring right at my ass. 

i turned over so i was balancing on my elbows, propping myself up to get a better look at this guy. 

"oh you can, in the bedroom." he smirked as all his stupid minions cracked up. 

i scoffed in disgust before standing up, trying to be somewhat intimidating. 

"i'm not so sure my boyfriend would be too pleased with that." i tested, crossing my arms. 

"what boyfriend? i don't see him anywhere around." he slyly grinned, towering over me now. 

i rolled my eyes under my sunglasses, in attempt to control my anger for this annoying fuckboy, "how old are you anyway? you look about 12." 

i could here some of the girls giggling and even some of his friends saying things like "oh shit" or "she told you". 

he abruptly grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer than i would wish to be to him as his breath hit my lips, dangerously close to sending me over my breaking point of anger. 

"your boyfriend seems like a lot of help right now, doesn't he?" he smirked, digging his nails into my wrists, being way too rough. 

all of the sudden, he turned around after someone tapped him on the shoulder, before a fist met his jawline, sending him crashing down to the sand in pain. 

"hey douche, i'm the boyfriend." shawn towered over him, his face a deep red, jaw clenched, without a doubt pissed. 

the fuckboy stood up, still smirking even with a bloody lip cut, surely making shawn grow more infuriated. 

"you hit like a girl." he laughed in shawn's face, making shawn lunge towards him, causing him to crash to the sandy ground, multiple swings being taken before cameron and matt pulled shawn off. 

"you little bitch, don't ever talk to my girlfriend again!" he spat, trying to break free of the two boys grip. 

as i stepped in front of shawn's view of the dude, his eyes flickered to mine, immediately calming down by the slightest. 

he shook cam and matt off as he dramatically walked off to a small cave, still mad as ever. 

i shook my head, annoyed more than anyone probably, quickly following shawn. 

i found him crouched down, sitting on a rock, his hands holding his head, shaking his head over and over. 

i crouched down in front of him, gently bringing his hands away from his face, his eyes not daring to meet mine. 

"shawn, look at me." i insisted, lifting his chin up so his blood shot and near to tears eyes met mine. 

i quickly engulfed him in a hug as i could feel his body shaking at the slightest, bringing my face back up to his and pressing my lips to his. 

i pulled away, resting my forehead on his own, before saying the truest thing i knew. 

"you're my one and only, and i'm never letting you go so you better get over yourself." i slightly smiled, even in all the seriousness, his face lighting up a tad, a small smile forming on his lips. 

"forever?" 

"even longer than that."