Shawn Mendes Imagines

Best Mistake - Part 1

A/N:

I know, I've been lost for like 9 months, I recently had my baby...

I'M KIDDING

Stay safe and use protection!! Teen pregnancy/STDs are not a joke!!

In all seriousness, if you have read the "i'm sorry" part you should understand why I haven't been writing.

If you haven't, I'm gonna tell you real quick:

Shawn was taking control over my life to a point it became an obsession and I didn't like it. I still love Shawn, but he's not an important part of my life anymore. He's just a memory after all ;) and by that I mean he's a chapter that I've closed.

BUT, today I was wondering, how many "reads" or "views" -whatever you wanna call it- my book would have if I hadn't taken a break?
And just for the thrill of it all I'm writing this part to see the reach of this book.

If you read the whole thing, thank you.
Comment a shoe emoji to confuse people who didn't. But not here, it would be too obvious.

Alright, enjoy!!

^^^

WARNINNG: This imagine is not for prudes. If you're sensible or not mature enough to handle jokes of delicates topics do not read! I don't want comments attacking me because you didn't understand, thx :)

Also, get this to 100 votes in 10 days for part 2

Y/n's POV

I was getting ready for PE in the girls locker room when I felt a pair of cold hands unclasping my bra. It fell to the ground, revealing my round breasts and hardened nipples, consequence of the winter weather exposure. I was quick to cover myself with one arm and with the other punch my best friend.

"Would you stop it!" I say, picking up my bra and keep on dressing.

She couldn't contain her laugh. "I'm sorry, but that little jump you do every time I do this is hilarious."

"That jump it's called 'you scared the shit out of me'. What if the one who did it was a rapist?!" I say mildly joking.

"Oh come on, boys from this school won't even ask a girl on a date. They are all chickens." She replies almost annoyed.

"What about the girls?"

"Alright this is a serious and delicate topic, let's stop joking about it."

Before I could agree, our teacher blew her whistle and proceed to tell us to hurry up.

Once all the girls and I are waiting on the field, the boys arrive. I give a confused look to my friend just to get one back from her.

Not long after, the boys' PE teacher appeared and informed us that the girls' teacher had an emergency. He didn't give much detail, just that we we're going to have PE together for the day.

The most sporty girls were excited while the others not that much. My friend and I really didn't care and the slutty ones were already drooling over some boys. No slut shaming tho, girls with strong libido must be respected as well.

We get divided into two teams to play catch the flag and I'm put in Shawn's team. Kind of glad 'cause we got the most athletic ones and I surely like to win, even more if my best friend is in the other team.

We make a circle and Shawn starts creating a strategy. He is a nice kid and we don't talk much, but today he's looking extra hot. That or I'm ovulating and my crazy hormones increase my sexual appetite. He looks so serious about what he's explaining, so competitive, just like my stupid ass... Now I'm the one drooling.

"Understood?" Shawn says.

I look around and everybody is nodding and heading into position. Damn it! I got distracted.

Not knowing what to do, I approach Shawn. "Hey." I slightly poke his shoulder.

He turned around and looked down at me. "Hey y/n."

Oh my god I could cum with him just calling my name.

"Can you-" I'm cut mid sentence when Shawn suddenly grabs me by the waist and shoves me behind him, making me almost fall on my ass. He jumps and catches a football ball heading our direction, earning a loud cheering from our classmates. The ball came in full speed and with an incredible force Shawn even stumbled a little.

"I'm sorry if I took you off guard." He says turning around. I was left speechless; the way he grabbed me made me horny. Fucking hormones.

"Are you okay?" He tries again, concerned by my silence.

I snap out of my trance. "Yeah, I'm fine." I stutter. "Thank you, that ball could've knock me out."

"No problem." He smiles and winks at me before leaving to his position.

I stood there like an idiot, still unsure what the strategy was. I ask a girl close to me and she kindly helped me. God bless that angel, thanks to her I won't look like a fool, at least not as much as I already do.

The teacher blows his whistle and the game starts. Some of us begin running to the other's team territory while the others protect the flag.

Everyone from the other team went for the fastest boys, giving me a chance to pass freely. Once they realize I got the flag, all of the attention is turned to me. I start to panic, now what?

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Not to toot my own horn, but my writing has improved a shit ton

If this imagine gets to 100 votes in less than 10 days I'll update part 2!! And this time is for real, it's already written

DONT LET IT FLOP PLS

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