Shawn Mendes Imagines

CEO

Y/N's POV

"This is the staff cafeteria," Tiana gestured towards the room. Today I was starting an internship at a huge music company, I wanted to be a producer and I thought this was a great place to start.

"You'll be working on a Floor 4," she said pushing the elevator button. I took in the my surroundings, the elevator, as well as everything else was modern. The building was filled with golden marble walls and floors with mocha wood skirting.

I looked at the buttons and saw there was a number 14 on one of them. " I didn't know this building had fourteen floors," I looked at Tiana. "Oh, the fourteenth floor isn't open to three quarters of the staff. It's the Mr Mendes' office. " she answered stepping out of the elevator.

"The CEO, Mr Mendes?" I questioned. "Yes," she laughed. "He's such a musical inspiration," I gushed. "Don't get your hopes up, I've been working here for four years and I have never seen him or his office. Also you need a special security card to get up there," She sighed.

"It's just an honour working here even if I never meet him," I reassured. "Ok y/n, this is Sofia. You'll be her personal assistant." A tall brunette stood up to shake my hand.
"Nice to meet you," I smiled. "Nice to meet you too," Sofia gave me a small smile.

"Y/n, could please give these to Dwight Walker on Floor 13 please?" Sofia asked handing me two binders. "Of course," I obliged walking to the elevator. I went to press the 13th floor button when I accidentally dropped one of the binders.

I regained my balance and noticed that I had pressed the 14th floor instead of the 13th. Since I don't have the security card for that it'll probably let me get off at 13.

My phone had vibrated in my pocket and since I still had 7 floors before I reached my destination, I decided to check it.

While I was texting I heard the elevator doors make the 'ding' sound and stepped out. "Can I help you?" I heard a male voice say. "Yeah I'm just looking for Dwight Walker," I put my phone back I my pocket then looked up to see Mr Mendes sitting at a desk in front of his company logo.

"This isn't the thirteenth floor," I laughed nervously. "No it is not," he lightly chuckled.
"How'd you get up here?" He asked leaning forward in his chair. "I'm so sorry, I accidentally pressed floor 14 then I thought cause I didn't have a security card to get in it would just drop me off at floor 13 but obviously-" I rambled but Mr Mendes cut me off.

"It's ok, we have been having elevator issues the last week. It's not your fault." He smiled standing up and walking over to me.

"What's your name?" He tilted his head tithe side. "Y/n Y/l/n," I breathed. "Well y/n, you can call me Shawn." He put out his hand for me to shake, I put my hand in his but instead of shaking it he brought it to his lips.

"Nice to meet you, Shawn." I giggled. "The pleasure is all mine," he gave me a slight smirk. "I should probably bring these to Dwight," I let out a small laugh. "Let me give you a tour of the office first," he gave me a warm smile, holding his hand out.

I gave him a look as if to say 'I wanna be here so make it quick' and took his hand. He wrapped his arm around my waist. He guided me towards a grand piano. "This is where I play some of my music sometimes or just play for the hell of it," he continues talking.

The office had windows instead of walls, he had a white leather couch with a fireplace and TV in front of it. And would be a rich person's office without an animal fur rug.
On the other side of the room sat Shawn's desk elevated half a foot from the rest of the room, behind the desk had Shawn's logo printed on the wall. In front of his desk sat two leather chairs.