Shawn Mendes Imagines

Absolutely nothing

A/n: This is written by both Zehna and myself, so kinda like a collaboration. Isn't that great? P.s Zehna thinks that her writing is crap, which is absolutely false, I think it's amazing ;) ~Hanna

Shawn's POV

Meet and greets are the best. Especially when you meet all your loving fans... and the one fan that stands out from the rest.

Y/n's POV

Meet and greets are the best. Especially when you meet your idol, the one celebrity you have loved all your life.

There I was, standing in the line, waiting impatiently for my turn. I was with my friend. She only came for the sake of it. She didn't really mind whether or not she met Shawn. Seconds went by and I only became more anxious.

Shawn looks so much more attractive in person. The way his smile could brighten up anyone's day and his soft hair laid neatly on his head. And you could see the slightly dark circles under his eyes but despite his tiredness he would give the best show and love with all his effort.

"Y/n, Shawn keeps looking at you." I looked up from my phone and Shawn wasn't even near from looking at me. Y/f/n was teasing me.

"Yeah sure, very funny "

Shawn's POV

There she was, standing in line, with her friend perhaps. She stood out from the crowd. The way her hair would gently blow when a breeze or someone would pass and how beautiful her skin was without any makeup. She didn't have to do anything else but be herself.

Every time I would get a chance, I would look around to see her beautiful face. But maybe I was a bit too obvious. Just noticeable enough for her friend to realise I was staring. I quickly turned my gaze around and towards the next fan.

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Y/n's POV

Ok there was only one more person left until my turn. There I went.

"Uh, hey. I'm Shawn?" Well... I knew that.

"Why do you sound so worried?" I chuckled and was about to say something else until a security guard said that we had to be quick because the meet and greet was running late. I took a picture and left. So much for a meet and greet.

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Shawn's POV (meeting y/n)

There she came. Her gorgeous smile coming closer and closer. My anxiety raising higher and higher. She dressed up so nice but all I could see was her eyes. Her gorgeous eyes.

"Uh, hey. I'm Shawn?" I blew it. Why?!

"Why do you sound so worried?" She laughed. Her laugh was so adorable. She was about to say something until a security guard said to just take the picture and leave immediately. I send him a sneer before returning to the girl.

"Wait what's your name?" I shouted as she left but the security guard shooed her and her friend off.
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She turns around and flashes a heartwarming smile, before the security ushers her off once more. I'm suddenly back to normal, and act as nice as possible to my wonderful supporters.

"Hey, I'm Shawn, nice to meet you! What's your name?" I say politely to the next person, opening out my arms for a hug. But that one girl, the girl who's name I had no idea of, I had to find her one way or another, no matter what it takes.

Seconds, minutes and a few hours pass by, which seemed countless before I went on stage. I wonder if she was front row, or possibly close.

Y/n's POV