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A/N: This is a more dramatic imagine because why not?? Right

You never wanted it to go this way. It’s not like you planned to purposely sabotage the best relationship you have ever had. It was chaotic and out of context. 

Shawn was out of town, as usual. He wasn’t on tour yet but he was having his fair shares of award shows, interviews and other events. You were in college, hundreds thousands of miles away. Everyone knew you two were together. You received a lot of hate, but also a lot of love. You and Shawn had met at a hotel when you were in the gym at 3am because you couldn't sleep. Neither of you could sleep back then, and neither of you can fall asleep now.

“Shawn I’m sorry”, you screamed into your phone. “I didn’t even know what happened until I saw it on twitter. I blacked out! Last night wasn’t supposed to happen like that!” You were hoping for a ‘it’s okay’ or a ‘we will look past it’, but Shawns voice was filled with hostility. “You’re trash. I meet so many women every day! I just performed at a Taylor Swift concert where its a stadium filled with thousands of girls and I didn’t go home with anyone. You could do the same.” 

You could feel your heart sink. You were always jealous of the girls who got to see him perform and be in his presence. Yeah, you have seen him perform but you were jealous of everyone that night. “You’re never here, Shawn,” you voice wavered between anger and heart break. “You knew what you were getting into. I warned you, I said it in the beginning! We met when I was traveling and jet lagged! What did you expect? We made a deal, you get your degree then you can tour with me! You have 2 years left, you really couldn't wait?!” the volume in his voice was lowering. He wasn’t screaming anymore.. “Please just tell me you didn’t sleep with him,” it was sad and pleading. His voice begging the best from you.

“I don’t know. I don’t think so” you said trying to remember. “You don’t know?! Did you wake up in another mans bed or not?! The pictures show you leaving the club with that douche-bag friend of yours!” “He’s not a douche-bag! He’s my friend, and he said he was taking care of me! I woke up in his bed, but I don’t think anything happened! I was probably too sick to do anything, I throw up when I drink you know this,” you tried to sound reasonable to him, to calm him down. “Yeah well pictures of you two grinding and making out isn’t innocent. I’m over this. I have an interview later so leave me alone,” and with that he hung up.

You waited for a second, unsure of what to do. Last night you and your friend went out to party because the semester had just ended- meaning you had a surprise ticket to visit Shawn in LA before he left for who knows where. Your flight leaves at 2 pm, and it was 9 am. You spent the next few hours debating if you should show your face to the public, all morning you were being bashed by his fans. But finally you decided you needed to make it right. 

After several hours, you packed your things and headed to the airport. You sported a baseball cap with sunglasses, because one you still felt sick from last night and two you didn’t want to draw attention. The flight felt like forever, the whole time you listened to Shawns music. You had “Don’t be a fool on repeat” afraid it would be your future. 

You walked into the building his manager sent you the address to. Hopefully his schedule was still the same as it was planned a  month ago. Up the elevator you went bracing yourself for the worst. You opened the door, he was having a photoshoot with a single photographer. That’s it, it was only the two of them there. Your body stopped moving, “Um, I can come back,” you felt like what you were doing was wrong. “No, were finished. I have another appointment to get to. See you Shawn,” the photographer said rushing out the door with his camera still out of its bag. 

Shawn was still looking down as you walked closer to him. He slowly raised his head, “What are you doing here?” “I’ve had this planned for a month now. To finish the semester and come visit you. I didn't buy a ticket back because I was hoping to spend the summer with you. Last night was a celebration for the semester ending and a going away party...” His eyes showed he was fed up with this.

“I trusted it you,” was all that he said. “I spoke to him. He said he didn’t realize it was me until it was too late, and thats why he took me home. He said he realized I passed my limit and he didn’t want me to make anymore mistakes”, you were being honest. “Wow, what a hero,” Shawn said with harsh sarcasm. He then scoffed, “Maybe you should be with him, since he's there and he can be with you. I know that’s what you want.” “Shawny, I don't want him though. I want to be with you. I would do anything for you,” your heart was breaking. He was ending the relationship and you knew it. 

Shawn Mendes Imagine

A/N: Based on his song Lost in Japan. You’re also a model, its cheesy but its an imagine and were having fun-right? Let me know if y’all want a part 2? I’m not sure if imagines are even still a thing anymore so let me know :)

I paced aimlessly around my hotel suite . I was wrapped up tight in a cozy robe, however it was Shawns voice that kept me warm. My cheeks were rosy, and my hair was up in a bun. I had a high fashion shoot earlier, and it had completely drained me. 

“All it takes is one flight, we’d be in the same time zone,” he said completely serious. I hesitated to answer, I wanted nothing more than for him to be here but he would be coming to Japan for one night- it was outrageous. “Yeah but I’ll be busy with a shoot tomorrow and then I have an event at night and I won’t have any time…” 

“I just want to see you. Do you have plans tonight? I’m a couple hundred miles from Japan tonight”, his voice had a rhythm and excitement. I bit my lip. “Where are you to only be a couple hundred miles away,” I giggled into the phone. “Doesn’t matter, do you have plans tonight? I can’t get you off my mind,” I was silent. We’ve never even kissed. Of course I knew we were something more than friends, but everything so far has been so innocent. He’s so daring, why does he have to be so hot? 

“Nothing. I don’t have any plans. I’m already in bed,” I lied. “What at 4:30?! Why are you such an old lady”, he joked. “I’ve been up since 4:30 am actually so yes, I am in my robe and I’m going to look into some room service,” I laughed back. “Well thats perfect, I’m boarding my flight now and I’ll be there at 7:30, see you soon,” He spoke into the receiver and my heart stopped. He’s coming.

A few hours and a couple texts later I heard some playful knocks on my hotel room door. I ran to the door so eager for his company. “You’re actually here”. “Of course I am, and I also brought a bottle of your favorite wine,” he said proudly, holding up a bottle. He was dressed so nice in his white shirt and black pants. It was so simple, but so charming. He played with his collar, “It’s kind of tight you don’t mind if you take it off do you,” he asked with a small laugh. Fuck no, I thought. I wanted it all off. “Go for it,” I nodded. His body was cut and every line there was immaculate definition. “My eyes are up here” he teased. “Yeah I’m aware”, I played back rolling my eyes.

“Did you just roll your eyes,” he said standing straight up.His figure was tall and broad. Did I really just notice how big he actually was? “Maybe. What happens if I say yes?” I was nervous but I wanted him in everyway. I wanted him romantically, sexually and even as a friend. I just wanted his company. He picked me up and threw me into the bed. He jumped on top of me, stretching out his legs so now he was laying on me. His eyes looked into mine. 

Request: can you do a nick robinson imagine where the reader is his best friend's sister and he's in love with her?sorry for my bad english!

A/N: I haven’t written in a very long time, so this imagine is quite long.

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“HOW freaking early is it oh my gosh,” I screamed as I was suddenly awoken from my phone. I swear if its not at least 7, I am going to kill someone. I rub my eyes and blink a couple times until the number 8:45 become clear to me. 

“Hello”, I speak into the phone anticipating my moms cheerful voice. “Y/N! We are on our way to pick you up! Before you move out of your dorm for good grab your sheets and your overnight clothes. We are going for lunch with your brother Blake, and Nick once we get into town.” 

 I could feel my heart flutter when she mentioned Nicks name. I have had the biggest crush on him since I was like 7. I’m a year younger than him and Blake, and I also moved a couple hours away for college so I hardly see him as much as I would want.

“We are? how much time do I have until y’all are here?”, I asked nervous I wouldn’t be able to get ready in as much time as I would like. “Well your father and I left 8 so about an hour and 15. Be ready when we get there,” she replied. As soon as she hung up I rushed to the bathroom to start my process of what I like to call, “Catch Nicks Eye”.

It been almost 2 and a half hours now and we are finally pulling up to the restaurant where Blake and Nick have already reserved a table. I had to make a quick stop in the restroom to do a makeup and hair check, I always get so nervous around him. I want to look perfect. I finally gain the courage to walk out in my flowy sundress and softly curled hair.

As I approached the table, Nick was in the middle of some story about a movie or casting- I’m not sure but I noticed he stopped talking mid-sentence and almost lost his train of thought. *gif* “What are y’all talking about”, I ask scooting my chair in directly across from him.

“Um, I was talking about a movie that I auditioned for and what me and my manager suggested I do..Just catching up”, he spoke nervously like there was something in the back of his throat. “Oh, cool”, I replied. Our lunch went well and the whole entire time Nick and I played footsies. It was so childish,but something about his vans on my ankles sent chills up me. My stomach was mush and every bite he took he would look up at me and giggle.

On the way home from the restaurant I could tell my brother was tense about something. “What wrong Blakey”, I teased. “Nothing,” he huffed back. Nick turned back to me and gave me a “what’s his problem look.” 

“Alright man thats it!” Blake barked. Nick glanced at me again, “what’s wrong? we haven’t seen y/n in months, lets have a good day.” “NO. You have not stopped looking at her since she arrived at the restaurant, and to be honest its fucking weird. Now stop looking at her or I’ll throw you out of my fucking car.”

When we got home, I went straight to my room. I didn’t want to cause any conflict. After all, Nick practically helped raise me there’s no way he would actually be romantically into me. As I was laying on my bed scrolling through youtube videos I got a knock on my door. “Come in” I replied. I didn’t look at who walked in but I felt my bed shift as someone sat next to me. Laying on my stomach I looked up at his deep brown eyes. “Oh, hi Nick”, my voice was shaky. He was so close, I could smell his woodsy cologne. His body was tense, and his face was so serious.

He opened his mouth to speak then quickly shut it. He licked his lips while looking at mine then brought his focus back up to my eyes. “I’m sorry, I have to do this,” he said unapologetically and a little forcefully. His lips connected with mine. It wasn’t a peck, but we didn’t make out. It was something we never wanted to end, but like a movie we were interrupted. “Dude, what the fuck?! I go to the bathroom because mexican food fucks my stomach up and your in here with MY LITTLE SISTER?” Blake heavily emphasized how unacceptable it was and tried to pin Nick as being in the wrong. 

“Look, Y/N is fucking beautiful okay?! You think I picked to fall for her? No! I didn’t always see her like this. For the longest time she was the little girl we go to soccer practice with and when she got older the girl we would drive to practice. Yeah its kinda fucking weird, but I haven't stopped thinking about her since she left for college. Are you really going to hate me for simply admiring and treating her how she should be treated?” Nick was defensive, and it was hot. 

“No, I’m not going to hate you.. I’m going to KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS” Blake lunged at him, pinning nick into the carpet. “STOP, Blake”, I screamed trying to pull him off of Nick. “Get out of here y/n! He’s a sick fuck for liking you,” He replied raising a fist to nick. “Blake if you hit him, I will never forgive you. I haven’t dated anyone please just let me have somebody this one time.” My pleads seem to convince him because he stopped what he was doing and Nick was able to shove him off. 

“If you hurt her, our friendship is over. I don’t care how long we have been friends, and next I will actually knock you the fuck out- alright?”, Blake was so angry. He was fuming, but he finally agreed. So many f- words and he hardly ever cussed around me. He stormed out of the room, and slammed his bedroom door.