Shawn mendes imagines

Meet and greet

6 months I had waited.

6 months of ticking off days in my calendar. 6 months of annoying the hell out of all my family and friends with constant reminders. 6 months of dreaming purely of this moment and waking up in the middle of the night only to start crying when realising it wasn't real. 6 months of painful waiting.

And I was finally here: in the queue for Shawn's meet and greet.

When he first announced the event, I kept track of all of his social medias and fan accounts for updates or new information. And when the tickets went on sale, I happily took the day off school so I would definitely get them. And I did.

So that's how my best friend and I ended up queuing for 4 hours.

But in the end, I knew it would be worth it the moment I saw his face. And I was right. 100% right. In fact, I was so right that my lungs just forgot how to work.

And that's how I ended up passing out just before Shawn said "hi".

I only remember thinking "He's actually real. He's real. He's actually right there in front of me and I'm about to speak to him. He's actually real. I didn't just make him up. He actually exists". And then before I could think of anything else, I was on the ground and everything was black.

"Is she ok?" I heard a familiar voice ask. I was trying to figure out who it was when they spoke again, "it's been five minutes, are you sure she's ok?"

And then I realized: the voice was Canadian. As far as I knew it, there was only one Canadian in the room. Shawn.

After recognizing the voice, I began to hear others close by. All the girls were mumbling to each other quietly (probably so they could hear what Shawn was saying) and a man was reassuring Shawn that I was fine.

However, Shawn still sounded worried and unconvinced so I thought I should probably put him out of his misery and so I opened my eyes.

"Sorry," I said, reaching for my head and trying to keep it still because for some reason it just kept spinning. And then it clicked that it was probably not my actual head spinning but instead inside my head. So I laid back down.

"Stay laying down, somebody will get you water," I heard Shawn say, sighing with relief. He touched my arm reassuringly, causing me to freak out a little bit inside because...well it was Shawn, who wouldn't freak out?

"I'm so sorry," I apologized again, suddenly aware that all these girls had to wait until I was fully ok before they could see Shawn themselves.

"Why are you sorry? It wasn't your fault," he replied, confused.

"I caused such a fuss," I said, "and I still am now!"

"Trust me, it's absolutely fine. Why'd you faint anyway? Have you eaten today?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. My body just kind of went into shock when I realized you're a real person, that's all."

"Oh- sorry about being real," he said, laughing, "come on, you better get up and go wait somewhere until you get better.."

He put his arm around me, helping me to stand up and stayed supporting me as I walked with him to another room.

"Just stay here and I'll come talk to you afterwards," he told me, helping me to sit down on the little chair there.

"No it's fine! I'll just go when I feel better, I mean I've talked to you more than I would have anyway."

"And? I promise I'll be back when everybody's done."

"No, don't bother. Trust me, it's fine with me if I go home without talking to you again."

"Yeah but it's not fine with me. Trust me, I definitely want to spend more time with you. No offense but I'm kind of glad you fainted because now I have an excuse to talk to you more. I saw you on the queue earlier and I've wanted to talk to you since," he confessed, blushing and walking out the room before I could respond.

And suddenly I wanted to kill every other girl in that stupid queue because then he'd come back to me faster.