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A/n: Thank you guys for being patient with this chapter! I hope you guys enjoy it as much I did writing it! Enjoy! And let me know if I should start a tag-list, I was asked to tag @yourwonderbelle so yeah!

Pairing: Shawn x Reader

Word Count: 1,578

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Bright lights continued to shutter as Shawn stared at Y/n like a deer caught in headlights. The flashes illuminated his flustered cheeks superbly. The pink blended in with his fair complexion brought out the red in his suit. A red velvet based suit with a black collar and cuffs with sleek black dress-pants, and a black bow tie to top it all of.

“I-I...” He tried to compose the right words, but it was no use. His eyes practically spoke for him, confused and scared.

“Y/n! Shawn! Can we get a few photos of you two?” A few photographers called out.

“Uh,” Shawn looked at her like a lost puppy trying to figure out what his name was. She arched an eyebrow him, becoming slightly more confident than before.

“Why not?” She joked.

“Uh-h yeah.” Shawn practically ran to the other side of her and carefully tucking an arm around her while leaning his head against hers, considering the only few inches in their height difference.

“Umm, hey,” he muttered as he slightly turned to look at a camera, through his teeth.

“Hey,” she breathed, not really sure of the whole situation she had just caused herself.

“Can I talk to you later tonight?” Shawn now had his head fully turned to her as he now had a serious emotion written across his face.

She exhaled heavily, “I don’t think that’s for the best, Shawn.”

“Y/n–“ “I have to get back to Tom,” she bluntly stated as she cut off Shawn. His expression became unreadable.

“Tom short for Tommy as in the guy I’m wearing right now? Or Tom as in the guy I never wanted you associated with again after that movie?” He unwrapped his arm from her waist in order to place both on her arms after motioning to his suit that was designed by Tommy Hilfiger. Flashes continue to go off as he groaned at her, “I told you that I didn’t want you talking to him.”

“No...you said as long as we were seeing each other you didn’t want me talking to him. Newsflash Shawn! We’re not seeing each other anymore nor were we really ever,” she began to walk away to attend to Tom who was currently at the top of the stairs talking to Scarlett Johansson.

“Wait, let me help...” Shawn sighed, gently caressing her wrist and stopped her from walking anymore. “Okay.”

Shawn kneeled down next to Maven at the terrain of the dress while helping her grab some of it. Paparazzi did not miss beat as their cameras shuttered at the scene.

“It’s okay Shawn, just make sure she doesn’t trip on the stairs,” Maven pointed at Y/n who was currently getting ready to begin walking up the stairs.

Shawn nodded and sprouted onto his feet before trotting next to Y/n and holding out a hand for her.

She hesitated at first before grabbing it and whispering a thanks. Shawn smiled as he watched her gracefully walk up the stairs, her hand in his, “did I mention that you look breath-taking tonight? The dress looks like it was made for you to wear it.”

“Well it kinda was Shawn. I got tailored for it two weeks ago,” she giggled while reaching the top stair with Shawn. He chuckled to her comment as he blushed down at his feet, getting the feeling he used to get around her.

Once the laughter between the two had settled, Tom noticed them on the stairs and hurried over to his date.

“Y/n, I’m so sorry I didn’t help. I..I saw that you two were busy and decided to chat with Scarlett.”

“It’s quite alright, I got to...catch up with Shawn here,” she smiled politely.

“Oh right. Hi I’m Tom,” the short brunette stuck his hand out to the guy with a arm wrapped protectively around his date’s waist.

“Shawn,” Shawn stated sternly while shaking his hand briefly, “we’ve met before.”

“Oh yeah! Y/n brought you to the set of Spider-man!” Tom rambled.

“Do you wanna walk in with us?” Tom offered, Y/n glared at him with daggers growing in her eyes.

“I actually have to get back to Hailey,” Shawn pointed to the gorgeous model who stood alone in a dull black dress that complimented Shawn’s suit nicely, who was posing with her friend.

“Oh you brought a date?” Y/n broke a little inside.

“Uh well technically I’m her date. I could never land one of these like you can Y/n/n–Y/n,” Shawn caught himself from calling her by her nickname that he gave months ago and quickly corrected himself.

“Well uh, we’ll catch up inside,” Tom nodded to the grand doors leading into the event.

“Okay! Nice meeting you, Tom,” Shawn patted Tom’s shoulder roughly and then turned to Y/n and bent down in the slightest way to give her a hug, “nice seeing you Y/n.”

As he whispered in her ear, she inhaled the scent of his strong Gucci cologne. The smell the brought back one too many memories. She frowned as he backed away and headed back to his date.

“Yeah,” she muttered under her breath.

“Y/n, are you and Shawn dating?” A paparazzi called out as Y/n ignored them and slowly made her way with Tom to the entrance.

“You good, love?” As Tom rubbed her back lightly before leading her into the event. Y/n shrugged while forcing a smile at Tom.

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The entire event had consisted of Y/n finding out she sat just a few feet away Shawn and Hailey, and Shawn casting long stares onto Y/n as she watched the show. At one part of the event Y/n glanced over at Shawn to find him glaring at Tom who had his arm wrapped around her seat.

Now here she was, on the way to the Met Gala after party in a packed party bus with Tom by her side and Shawn glaring at them from across the bus. Hailey had been grasping onto his arm the entire night, in attempts to get his attention but all of it was already taken by Y/n.

The bus soon parked in front of the building where the party was held. Everyone exited and waltzed to the front entrance to get checked off the invite list.

Y/n and Tom made their way inside and Tom immediately recognized some of his former co-stars. He excused himself as he jogged off to fan-girl over the other actors who played superhero’s.

She smiled as she watched him run off and crossed her arms due to a slight breezed that had creeped up on her.

A slight tap was felt on her shoulder, a thick fabric hit her shoulder as well.

She turned to find Shawn holding his jacket out for her to put on. A gleam of sincerity and happiness sparkles through his rich caramel colored eyes as he watched her accept the jacket. She shrugged it on with it becoming now deflated looking on her body compared to how it looked against his.

“I wanted to talk to you...” He nibbled on his lower lip softly. His eyes searching hers for an answer.

“I...I don’t think there’s anything to say Shawn,” she frowned his way, starting to crack the bottle of hope he kept capped for months now. Her eyes trailed down slightly to his chest, trying to avoid his gaze and she noticed he had undone his bowtie.

“Please..”

A brokenness seeped through his voice, causing her eyes to snap up to his.

The emotion in his eyes began to break as well. Both of his hands gently placed on her forearms.

“Okay,” she breathed out.

“Y/n...” He started while gaining a little composure to himself, “I wanted to say I’m sorry first. I broke your promise...your trust...and most of all, your heart. I thought I was keeping you from getting hurt by me. But then, I realized that I didn’t know how it feels to be hurt so how did I know that I was keeping you from it? I realized I wanted you to such a great extent and yet...I felt like I had no other choice, but to convince myself that I didn’t.”

His eyes glazed over with water, threatening to be spilled. She knew he wouldn’t knowing he wouldn’t let her know how vulnerable he was. He watched her unresponsive emotion stay still which led to him letting out a sob from the bottom of his throat, “I can’t even hold your hand and yet I love you with a love that no one will ever get.”

“Why now, Shawn?”

“Why now what?”

“Why would you be telling me this now? Shawn six months apart and a guy is what it takes to get you to want me back? Shawn, you shouldn’t even want me back because you shouldn’t even be trying in the first place. I should still be with you....but I can’t,” she seethed.

“Y/n I-I...” “Y/n, love? You ready to go?” Tom appeared, cutting right through the tension.

“Uh-h,” her eyes flickered to Shawn who was turned slightly, wiping away his forming tears, “...yeah.”

Shawn sniffled as he watched her began to take off his jacket. Her saddened big y/c/e orbs bored into his as she forced a upset smile while handing him his jacket. Barely above a whisper, she breathed out, “bye Shawn.”

She turned on her heel with Tom hugging his arm around her waist.

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A/n: Just wrote this in an hour. I really wanted to do something to involve the world “youth” cause it’s just such a precious meaning. Always please send in what you think “youth” means, thanks!

Pairing: Shawn x Reader

Word Count: 607

“My youth is yours. A truth so loud you cannot ignore.”

|Troye Sivan|YOUTH|

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Her delicate hand sat, entwined with his overpowering one like twigs caught on a vine, comfortably on her right knee as he continued to drive through the dying day. His eyes continuously wondered from the road to her figure. She was focused on all the passing trees and each of their separately colored leaves. He shyly smiled at the road as he caught another longing glance of her swaying her hand in the wind of the rolled down window. A humming sound vibrated through her lips as a Mayer song came on the radio.

“Babe, can you turn it up?” She turned her head to find him already staring at her, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks as he looked back at the road then down at his steering wheel. She let out a soft chuckle at his reaction, remembering that she still had the same affect on him after three years of dating.

“Y-Yeah sure,” he breathed as his thumb fumbled with the volume switch built into his steering wheel. The Mayer song rang through the car slightly louder than before as she thanked him and began to sing along.

“Shawn! Sing along!” She squeezed his hand while singing to him.

“I just like listening to you sing. This is all the entertainment I need for this trip,” the crinkles by his eyes made their debut as he squeezed her hand back. His thumb lightly rubbed over her knuckle in circular motions as she continued to join Mayer in a duet.

“Hey, babe?” He asked, turning down the volume to the radio.

“Mmhmm?” She hummed, turning her gaze over to him with a small smile on her face.

“Do you ever wonder what would of happened if I never bumped into you that night at Brian’s party?” He recalled the first night they had met. Shawn was pushed into her by Ian who was demanding Shawn to get him another bottle of beer.

“What do you mean?” Her eyes grew in curiosity.

“I mean how can a guy like me get lucky with a girl like you? I swear I’m the luckiest guy I know,” Shawn exhaled, refusing to look at her.

“A guy like you? Shawn, trust me when I say a girl like me could never land a guy like you,” she chuckled, light grazing his bicep with her palm.

“That’s funny,” he ran a hand through his curls, “you think girls like you exist. That is false. You are one of a kind...”

He grinned over at her while he watched her stare at him in awe.

“That’s probably the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard come out of your mouth, Shawn,” she laughed, staring at him in disbelief.

“Well it’s true. Like how it’s true I want to marry you one day...” He eyed the road while interlocking their hands again. Her cold hand soon warmed up by being embraced by his.

She found herself grinning at him even more while leaning over to the driver’s side and kissing his cheek, “I love you, Shawn Mendes.”

She leaned back into her seat as he looked over at her and whispered, “not as much as I love you Y/n Y/l/n—“ “Shawn! Watch out!”

Shawn: *pinches your ass while you’re doing your makeup* nice ass

You: *chuckles* I am pretty bootylicious

Shawn: nah I’m just joking...you’re not as bootylicious as me *taps his ass and winks*

You: bitch! my ass has its own orbit, try again! legit there’s a moon orbiting it right now...

Shawn: *looks at your ass and laughs*

A/n: I don’t really know wtf this picture is but idk😂

Request: shawn surprising the reader at her graduation

Pairing: Shawn x Reader

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“You look gorgeous sweetheart!” Her mother grinned, grasping onto her twenty-two year old daughter’s shoulders, “no one can top my Y/n.”

Y/n stayed quiet, admiring the beautiful white flowing dress wrapped around her torso that had small splatters of blue flowers blended into it.

“Shawn would say the same,” her mother added on. A frown erupted onto Y/n’s face as she turned from her mom and hurried out the room as fast as her nude heels could carry her.

The mention of his name made her heart clench with sadness. The thought of him not being able to make her college graduation made her sink deeper into her sorrow.

“Darling?” Her mother called, walking in to their guest bedroom find Y/n laying on the bed face first.

“Oh sweetheart, it’s okay. Shawn is on tour right now! You’re gonna see him next month when it’s over. All your friends want to see you today...” her mom pleaded.

“I just miss him mom...” She frowned even more.

“And that’s okay! How about we head to the event and be happy because you are finally a adult?!” Her mom squealed, grabbing onto her arms and dragged her to the car where her dad and brother sat.

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As they began to call the names of the graduates, Y/n found her eyes wondering up to her parents who were up on a balcony with some more of her family. Her eyes noticed a brunette sat next to her dad with just one glance.

“Y/n Y/l/n, majoring in mathematics, psychology, and science. One of the top students to come out of University of Toronto,” the head of the school called her name, Y/n turned her head and shot up out of her chair as she gracefully made her way to the stage.

“Woohoo! Y/n that’s my Y/n!” She heard her family call and yell along with the mysterious head of hair.

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“Okay just one more,” Y/n’s dad smiled while looking into the camera, taking another picture of Y/n and her best friends she had made in University, “got it!”

“No you didn’t,” the tassel on Y/n’s cap shook as a slight nudge was felt on her back. She turned to the source of the voice to find her boyfriend of three years standing before her with a bouquet of red roses. His shades were slide up on his head as he held the bouquet close to his torso where he was dressed with a black dress shirt along with black pants.

“Shawn!” She beamed, immediately wrapping her arms around her boyfriend’s neck.

“Hey you,” he chuckled into her ear as he embraced her back. “I missed you so much!”

“I missed you too! I love you, Y/n,” he smiled down at her as he handed her the flowers.

“How about one more?” Her dad chuckled.

“Deal,” Shawn chuckled while gracefully picking up his girlfriend into his arms and smiling at the camera.

“Shawn!” She shrieked as the flash went off.

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