Shawn Mendes Imagines

Give Me Time

Before this imagine starts I wanted to tell you to leave a comment with your question (for the Q&A) on the last chapter. I got only one question so I'm hoping I would get more. Thank you!

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"Grab the popcorn on the way please!" I shout loud enough for Shawn to hear upstairs.

"Why don't you take it yourself?!" he yells back, clearly annoyed that I make him do everything.

"I'm in a comfortable position right now," I hear him jogging down the stairs.

"That's not a valid excuse and you know it. You're just too lazy."

I smirk as he grabs the bowl from the kitchen table before hopping on the beige couch. He shifts next to me, throwing me my favourite mint green fleece blanket. I cover my legs with it and lay rest of it over my chest.

"Hey!!" Shawn protests, "I am cold too!"

"You have sweatpants and a hoodie on," I roll my eyes at him,"I have only shorts and a top."

"Then put some clothes on," he grabs the tv-remote.

"I have my blanket, I don't need to," I tried to be sarcastic, teasing him. "It's my turn to choose the movie!" I quickly snatched the remote from him. I stuck my tongue out at him when he gasped at my actions.

"Please don't coose another chick flick okay?" He begged.

"Why not?" I ask emotionlessly while logging onto my netflix account.

He covered his face with his large palms and groaned loudly. I laughed at him while searching the movie I was interested in seeing.

"Can you please hand me popcorn?" I stretch my hand out for the bowl and put the movie on.

"What movie are we watching then?" he asks while giving me the still warm bowl with salted popcorn.

"The X-men movie that just came out, Apocalypse I think," I mumble putting a whole handful of popcorn in my mouth.

"Oh," he says, a little smile forming on his face.

I lean closer to his side and he automatically puts his hand over my shoulder.

"We should do this more often," Shawn offers. I nod as an answer. He shifts on his seat, making himself comfortable. He accidently hits the bowl with his knee, sending the popcorn flying all over the floor and couch.

"Shit," he mumbles, trying to gather the pieces off the couch.

I groan when flipping the warm blanket off of me and getting off my comfortable nest to clean up the mess on the floor.

"I'm sorry," Shawn apologizes for the mess.

"Whatever," I mumble showing my disappointment. I could see Shawn feeling really bad when he was picking up the popcorn from the ground. I sit down, observing the boy. The sight of him sitting like a frog on the ground and picking up the little pieces with his big fingers was hilarious. I couldn't hold in the laughter and burst out in giggles, putting my palm over my mouth.
Shawn looked up at me, confusement reflecting from his face.

"What's so funny?" he looked embarrassed.

"Nothing," I shake my head in between of my chuckles. Soon enough a smile formed on his flawless face and he started to laugh too. I grabbed a handful of popcorn from the floor and tossed it all at him. He covered his face with the side of his arm and grabbed one handful himself throwing it at me. We kept going like that until the whole living floor was full of popcorn.

"Well, that I'm not cleaning up," I sighed out of tiredness and pulled myself on the couch. Shawn did the same and we layed there breathing heavily.

"Anyways it was fun," I added.

"Thats the girl i fell in love with," Shawn suddenly confessed. I swallowed, afraid of where this conversation would go. I have known for a long time that he likes me but I have only platonic feelings for him.

"Why don't you want to be in a relationship with me?" he carefully asked looking over at me.

"I haven't decided if I have feelings for you," I rubbed my fingers.

"I told you that I had feelings for you three years ago," he explained sitting up.

"I know," I sighed "I'm just afraid."

"Afraid of what?"

"Afraid that if we get into a relationship, we might break up and I can't imagine life without you. It's not like a friendship where we get into a fight and make up later."

"You know nothing can break us. We have gone through shitty times and we have always been there for each other," I could hear hope in his voice. Hope for if he could convince me.

"You deserve better, I can be such a horrible person sometimes. I overreact, can be stubborn or mean. And ofcourse so god damn lazy," I was starting to get angry - at myself.

"If you were such a horrible person, I wouldn't love you that much," he almost whispers, looking down at his feet.

"Give me more time please," I beg, finally sitting up and slowly raising my head to look at Shawn. He was trying so hard and I completely believed that he was in love with me but I couldn't let it happen. Not yet. I wanted to be sure in my feelings for him too. I didn't want to disappoint him. He was all I needed.

He turned his head to look at me and gave me a forgiving smile. I returned the smile. We were fine for now. He was right. Nothing can come between our oddly normal friendship. We will have each other to rely on, even if it meant only in a friendship.