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Author’s Note: Hiya, this is my first time writing for Shawn and not 5SOS lol so hopefully its not trash and this turns into the first part of many for this little concept. We are happy to take requests on this account or over on 5sauceprefs so don’t be shy ;) Hope you love it! xxx

Summary: you wake up naked in an unfamiliar hotel room, only to realise that you and Shawn have just started a game that you were both set on winning.  

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You opened your eyes to the sun beaming in through your hotel window, your head was pounding and the little alarm clock on the bedside table was telling me that it was only 7am. Why were you even awake?

Sighing in frustration, you yanked the big comfy blanket further up your naked body and shut your eyes to try and go back to sleep.

Wait. Why were you naked?

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

There are only two possibilities here. One, you got so drunk that you couldn’t be bothered to get changed in to your pyjamas. Which may or may not have happened before. Or two, there is someone else next to you in the bed and you did the naughty. Which, again, may or may not have happened before. Although, if it is one of the two, hopefully its possibility one.

You felt your heart beat start to get faster as you slowly rolled over in the bed, your eyes still closed because you were way too scared to actually look. What if you open your eyes and there is actually someone there? Not to mention how literally screwed you would be if paparazzi caught you and mystery dude together, leaving the after party or even entering the hotel lobby. Everyone knows that if any girl and guy is seen together, they’re automatically a thing so, you know. Your manager would 100% hang you by the ears off a clothes line if you were ever spotted deviating away from your perfect image to the public. 

After your internal mental breakdown, you must have stayed as still as you possibly could for what felt like at least 10 minutes before you finally got the courage to quickly open your eyes and reveal the truth of your naked body.

Oh. my. god.

You had done it again. You must have gotten so drunk that you don’t even remember any of the events from the previous night. Well, not much after presenting an award at the EMAS to Shawn Mendes, the absolute dream boat, and then leaving to attend Post Malone’s after party anyway.

I mean, it’s not really your fault that all your favourite people were there and that the cocktails were literally on tap. Strawberry Mojitos, tequila shots, you name it really.  Turns out though, that you probably should have toned it down a bit.

There was someone else in the bed.

You couldn’t see much of him except for his dark brown curls and his toned back as he was facing away from you. Your cheeks started to get hot as you realised that you probably had sloppy drunk sex with whoever this mystery guy is. Screaming.

Moving as slow as you could, again, in hopes that you didn’t disturb this guy’s sleep, you sat up so that you could peak over and hopefully recognise his face. His hair was kind of longer on top, his jawline was so sharp it could probably cut you and he was super-hot even when he was fast asleep. 

As you moved your face a little closer to his, for whatever reason you deemed appropriate in the moment, you accidentally screamed when his eyes shot open and stared back into yours. Yes, screamed. High-pitched, may have just seen a ghost, screamed.

It was Shawn fucking Mendes. You couldn’t help but mentally high five yourself, you go girl.

Without even thinking, you rolled out of bed and started to pull back on your dress from last night. In the process, you had realised that this was not your hotel room but probably Shawn’s as there was a big black suit case with clothes sprawled everywhere in the corner of the room. Your suitcase was white and your room was SO much messier than this. You’re both totally staying in the same hotel though, thank god because now doing the walk of shame wouldn't be so shameful after all – as long as no one spotted you.

Next to your phone on my nightstand was your clutch and your room key, so you quickly swept them up and made a bee line straight for the door, but of course, the stupid thing had a lock on it.

Fiddling with the turn-style look, you went to yank the door open only to have it slammed shut from behind you.

You turned to see Shawn who was trapping you between him and the door, his hand pressed against the door behind you.

He had a very amused look in his eyes and a stupidly attractive smirk on his face.

You had to remember to close my mouth to stop myself from drooling over his naked torso, his bottom half only covered by a pair of white Calvin Klein’s. You still can’t believe you had sex with this guy, you, the Victoria’s secret model, who actually had a secret now because you had seen the Shawn Mendes naked amongst other things.

Despite being quite proud of yourself, you never do this kind of thing. Sure, it has happened maybe once or twice but usually your schedule is so busy that you don’t even have time to sleep. You’re always travelling for work, and when you’re not on set for a shoot or walking a runway, you’re usually tucked away in a hotel room studying or writing assignments for your university degree. You’ve have been modelling with Victoria’s Secret for two years now, and most recently you’ve scored gigs with Tommy Hilfiger, Chanel, and even Coach. You’re pretty much an angel in the streets, and usually an angel in the sheets. But, as you said before, last night was just too good to pass up.

“Going somewhere, Babe?” Shawn teased, making you roll your eyes.

“Yeah, obviously. Could you maybe step away from the door so I can go back to my room?” you replied which for whatever reason made him laugh a little.

“C’mon babe, at least let me get your number” Shawn winked.

Okay but seriously this guy is so sexy.

“If I give you my number, will you let me leave after that?” you questioned, making him grin as he nodded his head and handed you his phone. You opened up the contacts, typed in your number and saved it in his phone before quickly handing it back to him. Without another word, you opened the door and headed down the hall towards the elevator so you could go die of embarrassment in the comfort of your own hotel room.

“I’ll see you for round two tonight, princess!” you heard Shawn call, just as the elevator door shut.

What the hell have you gotten myself into?

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It has been two days since your little encounter with Shawn and you hadn’t heard anything from him since. He had followed you on Instagram and Twitter but that thankfully went unnoticed by both of your fan bases. There also hasn’t seemed to be any paparazzi shots surface so you’re very grateful for that because as a result, your ears are still intact and your wonderful manager Krystal has no idea.

Admittedly, you did stalk his socials and both of you are still in Spain for the time being. He’s performing here tonight, and you have a shoot with Vogue Spain in the next couple of days before some much needed time off.

You were currently sprawled out on your towel at the beach. The sun was shining down and this dose of vitamin D was exactly what you had been craving. You had your air pods in your ears blasting some Khalid and a fat tub of cut up fruit next to you to snack on because you were literally hungry 100% of the time.

It’s a hard life having what seems like multiple stomachs to fill.

Trying to stop yourself from falling asleep, you rolled over on to your stomach and picked up your phone to reply to some comments on Instagram. Before you clicked on your most recent post, you quickly took a photo of your legs with the beach in the background and uploaded it to your story. It was a beautiful day and your beautiful followers deserved to see your debatably beautiful legs at this beautiful beach.

Clicking on to your activities page, your comments on your most recent post were blowing up. Why is that? The first was just a photo of you on the EMA red carpet, nothing too special. The second photo in the same post was you handing Shawn his award. Both of you with shit eating smiles on your faces. You had also thrown in the cheeky love heart eye emoji with “what a night” as the caption. So maybe you did know what all the commotion was about, but it was just a little flirt. Sue me.

Clicking on the comment section, you couldn’t help but spit out the grape you had just popped in to your mouth after seeing the top comment.

shawnmendes: it wasn’t just the award I scored that night ;)

Okay. It’s official, you were so screwed. And not just literally. Maybe your ears weren’t as safe as you thought they were, Krystal was going to go crazy and you were going to end up on a clothesline in Spain somewhere. 

Shawn just pretty much told the whole world about the night you’d spent together and for some reason, after putting the grape you were about to scoff down back in to my mouth, you could not wipe the smile off your face.

You really were trying to keep it cool, act as if him not reaching out wasn’t phasing you but who were you kidding. After you got over your lovely hangover, the night that you and Shawn spent together came flooding back and you’re almost certain that you hadn’t stopped thinking about it since.

After you liked Shawn’s comment on your post, you debated with yourself over whether to actually reply or not. You could already hear the stupid rumours circulating, and you could already quote some of the hate tweets that you’d start to receive.

Fuck it.

Y/Nstagram: @shawnmendes what happened to round two?

A/N: Hello there fabulous people! JUST LETTING YOU KNOW THESE DON'T REALLY SUIT THE ROAD TRIP FEEL OF THE SONG BESIDES CALUM'S LOL @ MY HEAD BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE THEM ANYWAYS. Alaska xxx

Ashton

Now we’re stuck in the middle of nowhere  Yeah and only took our time to get there Hiding out in a tree Catching fire like kerosene

“This is…” you looked around and then down at the ground. “So Ashton Irwin of you.” Ashton grinned at you as you laughed, swinging your legs. Ashton wanted to take you out on a picnic that day but the plans had taken a little detour once you started hitting the road. The two of you ended up buying McDonald’s before heading to a park. You were supposed to be looking for park benches when Ashton had seen a large tree, turning to you with a mischievous grin. Now you were sat in one of the thicker, lower branches. 

“Fries, darling?” Ashton pretended to bat his eyelashes at you and you rolled your eyes, laughing as you took the fries. He took out his own fries and held it up. 

“To your weirdly spontaneous but incredibly cute personality,” you grinned goofily, holding up your fries. He smirked, tapping his pack against yours before the two of you started eating. You continued to swing your legs back and forth happily, realising this was probably one of the best dates you’d ever had. They were all like that with Ashton though, he knew exactly how to make you happy. You slowed your swinging, looping your foot around his calf and resting it against his foot, scooting closer to him. You saw him raise his eyebrows, smiling at you. “I love you,” you said, almost as surprised as Ashton when it came out. He closed the gap between you as he slowly moved along the trunk so that you were now directly side by side, your shoulders would’ve been pressed together if he wasn’t facing you. 

“Say it again,” he said, his eyes trained on to yours. They were clouded over and he looked serious. You grinned. 

“I love you,” you repeated, loudly this time so that anyone walking by the tree would’ve heard you (and then probably would’ve glanced up at the foliage above them thinking they were going insane). Ashton didn’t hesitate then to place his lips on to yours, kissing you with so much force and passion that you had to back up into the tree trunk behind you. Your arms wrapped around his neck, your fingers were lost in his hair. Despite how fast and almost desperate the kisses were becoming, his lips felt so soft and warm that you never wanted it to end. When he finally broke away, you were practically out of breath. He gave a half laugh half pant as he grinned at you.

“I love you too.”

Calum

Hitting every red light Kissing at the stop signs darling

“At this rate, we’ll probably get there next year.” Calum rolled his eyes as another red light appeared. Calum had been on tour with the boys for months now, and since he was finally home the two of you wanted to get away, deciding to go on a road trip. You were only passing through a small town, but you’d managed to catch literally every red light possible in the area. You smirked over at Calum, he always got so sassy when he was pissed. 

“We might as well just stop here for a break, maybe it’s a sign,” you widened your eyes teasingly at him. He looked over at you, his lips even more pouted than usual because he was peeved and you smiled, leaning across quickly and placing a peck on his lips. When you pulled back he was smiling, and so when the light turned green the two of you found a place to park your car whilst you walked around the town. It was busy; this place was full of tourists who also seemed to be “stopping by”. 

The two of you walked hand in hand through the area, happy that you finally got to stretch out your legs after sitting in the car for so long. 

“We could get lunch,” Calum offered and you nodded eagerly as the two of you started walking down a street that was full of boutiques and cafes and restaurants. You stopped suddenly, seeing a sign that declared ‘WELCOME’ to the town, with a stop sign next to hit for the intersection that led to the lane. It would be perfect for a photo as memories from this road trip. 

“Let’s get a photo!” You said, pointing to the sign and Calum nodded. You pulled out your Polaroid, asking an older couple if one of them could take a photo of you and Cal. The woman smiled fondly, nodding and taking the camera. You stood with Calum underneath the sign, wrapping an arm around his waist. The woman counted down and just before she said three, Calum spun you into him with his arm quickly, kissing you quickly. The manoeuvre had just made the shot and when Calum pulled away grinning smugly, your expression was surprised. Laughing, the woman handed you back the camera and the photo that still hadn’t properly developed yet. You turned back to Calum, narrowing your eyes teasingly as he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows and sticking out his hand. 

“Lunch?” He asked.

Luke

Remember all the memories The fireflies and make believe

“You can’t hide forever!” You heard Luke call and you covered your hand over your mouth, laughing quietly to yourself. There was a lights festival going on in your city, so the park you and Luke were in was entirely lit up, looking almost enchanted. Fair lights wrapped their way around greek trunks and small lanterns hung in a long chain running along one lamppost to the other. You were hidden behind a lit up tree and you could see Luke walking around, smiling to himself. You watched as he turned slightly, his eyes connecting with yours and he broke out into a mischievous grin, breaking out into a playful run towards you. Laughing, you pushed yourself away from the tree and ran into the open grass, only knowing where you were going from the warm light the lanterns above you were casting. 

“Gotcha!” Luke play tackled you to the ground and you cried out as he started tickling you, making you thrash around like an idiot as he laughed, his eyes bright with amusement. 

“Stop!” You managed to pant out through your hysterical laughs and he chuckled, ceasing the tickling and lying down next to you. As you caught your breath, you felt his his hand near yours, his pinkie finger lightly caressing the side of your hand. Your fingers laced with his as the two of you looked up at the fairy lights and you smiled. “They look like fireflies,” you said quietly, looking over at him to see his eyes trained on to you. He leaned closer to your face slowly and you closed the distance just as easily, your lips connecting with his softly.

Michael

Kicking back at the old school yard Singing songs on our guitars

“La, la, la, Y/N is a fart! La, la, la, she likes to fart, la la la.” Michael sang around you stupidly, playing random chords on the guitar you had been using. It was normal for Michael to pick you up from school, and he knew that he’d find you in one of the music rooms playing around with a guitar, but he’d been in an extra-good mood this afternoon, hence him deciding to serenade you. You raised an eyebrow.

“A fart song? Really?” You asked, watching Michael bite down on his lip. You could tell he was trying so hard not to laugh so you leaned forward, giving him a solemn look. “Fart.” You said seriously and Michael burst out into a fit of gleeful laughter, holding the guitar in one hand and clutching his stomach with the other. You laughed too, shaking your head. “Sing me a proper song,” you begged and he frowned slightly. You’d been to plenty of shows but he rarely ever did anything as intimate as just singing a song to you and only you. The two of you were a pretty goofy couple, so these moments were weighed heavily. 

Waddup. Long time no talkey ey. 

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Au Meme: Your boyfriend Luke missing you on tour.

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