Shawn Mendes Imagines

Scar

A/n this is my first imagine guys I hope you enjoy it!!!
I walked through the grand doors of my house and walked over to the fridge to get a snack.
"Mom!" I yelled.
No answer.
I looked to my left and saw a note carefully placed and scribbled in my mothers neat handwriting.
Y/n,
I went to the store to get some stuff for dinner. Feel free to invite Shawn over!
-Mom
I walked over to the couch where I had thrown my phone as I walked in the door.
I pressed the on button and scrolled through my messages looking for the right contact. My eyes lit up as I came across the one I wanted.
Bf😘
I opened the messages that I had sent to him recently.
I smiled looking at the messages we had sent during school.
Hey 🐵
When my phone didn't ding two seconds later I checked it.
Nothing.
I kept refreshing it and even went as far as to make sure my volume was still on.
Shawn usually always responded immediately.
After about 10 minutes of just sitting there I decided to get up and actually do something.
I didn't want to be a clingy, annoying girlfriend.
I turned on some music and put my headphones in.
It was about halfway through Worth It by Fifth Harmony when it suddenly stopped. I was getting really into it too.
I picked my phone out of my pocket and looked to see who it was.
Shawn Mendes is calling you,...
I slid the answer button.
"Hey I'm sorry baby I fell asleep and-"
"It's fine." I cut him off.
He chuckled.
"Do you want to come over?" I asked.
"Uh yeah I'll be over in 10." He said.
"Kk!" I exclaimed.
He laughed before hanging up the phone.
I went and took a sip of my water.
Of course being the messy person I am I spilled it all over.
After quickly sopping up the mess with a towel, I threw the towel in the hamper.
As I walked back into the kitchen I looked down at the floor to make sure I didn't slip.
As my eyes traveled to the ground I saw  that my shirt was wet and see through because of the water.
I quickly jogged up the stairs and took off my shirt, suddenly feeling gross with a wet shirt on even though I didn't notice it before.
I walked around in my bra and then decided to take my pants off too.
I might as well change my outfit completely.
I looked around my drawers and closet for an acceptable outfit. I pulled out a pair of grey mesh shorts and quickly slipped then on. I walked over to my dresser in just my bra and tried to pick out a t shirt.
As I turned around I thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye.
I slowly moved my eyes to the door.
My heart was racing.
Oh my god what if this was like a molester?
I immediately relaxed when I noticed it was Shawn.
His muscular body leaning up against the frame of the door.
"You ass!" I yelled. "Screw you! You scared the hell out of me!"
I picked a pillow off of my bed and threw it at him.
He caught it easily and threw it to the side laughing.
"Ha ha very funny." I mocked.
He stood up straight and walked towards me.
He placed his hands on my waist and I shivered at his touch on my bare skin.
"Shawn?" I asked staring at his eyes and then moving to his cheeks. I carefully examined every part of me.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"What's that?" I asked lightly pressing my finger to a scar on his right cheek.
"A scar." He replied simply.
"Oh thanks smart ass." I said. "I didn't know that."
"No problem." He smirked.
"Seriously though." I said wrapping my arms around his neck. "What's it from?"
"When I was like five I tried shaving and well-" he motioned to his scar.
"No way!" I said.
He blushed and nodded.
"Aww did little Shawny want to shave like real men?" I asked in a baby voice.
"I am real man." He said.
"Of course you are." I smirked.
I stood on my tip toes and my lips just barely made it to his scar.
After kissing his scar I kissed his lips and his hands rested on my waist.
After a few seconds someone cleared their throat and we both turned to find my mom standing in the doorway.
"Shawn," she paused. "Sweetheart," she paused again. "You're a great boy and I like you and Y/n certainly likes you. I don't mind you kissing my daughter." She said simply. "I don't even care if you do it in front of me." She said. "Id say that's a pretty awesome mom?" She asked herself. "But-" 'here it is.' I thought. "Id prefer if she wear a shirt while you do."
His face immediately turned red and I grabbed his hand to assure him it was fine.
"Yes Ms. Y/l/n."
She smiled and walked away.
I pecked his lips one more before walking over to my dresser, my back facing Shawn.
"What's this from?" He asked. His finger traced a slightly noticeable scar on my shoulder blade.
"When I was kid." I said, smiling at the memory. "My uncle hooked me with the fishing hook." He winced. I smirked at him. "I cried when no one was looking and everyone old me I was so brave." I paused. "He told me that one day I would look back on it and laugh." I said. "Apparently this is that day."
He smirked at me.
"Now put a shirt on before your mom kicks my ass." He said throwing a random shirt at me.
I laughed putting it on and pecking his lips.
A/n Hope you guys like it! Comment and vote!