Shawn Mendes Imagines

32 - Jerk (BSM)

*A/N: You're six years-old in this imagine but I'm not sure I can make you sound like it though 😂*

I grabbed Aaliyah's hand as we walked into the airport. Several people were walking from one place to another as they drag their luggage with them. The amount of people that was crowding the area scared me especially since I feel like an ant beside them. I gripped her hand and hid behind her.

"Y/n, are you okay?" She asked, kneeling down in front of me.

I shook my head and pouted as the number of people increased. She got the hint and carried me into her arms. Mom brushed her fingers into my hair as I buried my head on the crook of Aaliyah's neck, trying to ignore the people around me. The intercom announced that one of the planes has landed and we walked towards the arrival area. After a few minutes, we saw a familiar face in the crowd with his bag on tow.

"Shawn!" I squealed before jumping out of Aaliyah's hold and towards him.

He dropped his bags and bent down with his arms open. I ran into them and hugged him. He hugged back and chuckled at me. He carried me as he picked up his bags and made his way towards our parents. They hugged him and took me from his arms.

"We missed you." I said, looking up at him.

"I missed you guys too." He said, pinching my nose playfully.

We made our way to the car as Shawn swapped with dad in carrying me instead of the luggage. Several fans went over to us and asked for a picture with him as I covered my face by placing it on the crook of his neck. His fans thanked him before leaving. We finally made it to the car where Aaliyah and our parents were. I sat between the two of them and started asking him questions.

"How was tour? Was it fun? Did you meet a lot of people? Was it crowded? Did you see a unicorn in one of the countries? How about a fairy? How much food did you eat? H-" I bombarded him with questions, not even pausing for him to answer.

"Y/n, calm down. One at a time. You'll give him a headache." Aaliyah cut me off, tickling me on the neck.

"Stop! Sorry! I'm sorry!"

She finally stopped tickling me and laughed as I tried to calm down from laughing. I looked over at Shawn but he was just looking out the window. I didn't mind it and laid down on Aaliyah's lap. I was about to fall asleep when mom broke the silence.

"Before we go home, I think we should do the groceries. It would be easier since we're only a few blocks away from one. Is that okay with you guys?" She asked.

The two of them muttered a 'yes' while I sat up automatically.

"Mommy, can we buy candy? Oh and chips? And ice cream?" I asked, putting my head through the space between the passenger's and the driver's seats.

"Y/n, if you behave until we reach the store, I'll buy you a tub of cookies and cream ice cream, okay?" Shawn said, pulling me back to my seat.

I nodded and laid down on his lap this time. I eventually fell asleep and was woken up by him shaking my arm lightly.

"Y/n, wake up." He whispered, taking the ends of my hair and using it to tickle my nose.

"Hmm?" I groaned sleepily as he carried me out of the car.

I rubbed my eyes and saw that we were already at Walmart. I yawned before doing the exact same thing I did when he carried me earlier— burying my head on the crook of his neck. I seem to have a habit of doing this whether it's him or my sister carrying me.

We followed mom around as she got what we needed. I saw a box of Welch gummies and ran over to it. I looked up at the entire shelf and just stared at it.