#singer ff

(A/N) I am so sorry I’ve been gone for so long, but now I’m back! I got this idea while listening to the song (of course), so maybe listen to it while you read this! Anyway, I hope you like it! @kafetschi

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: bullying, cheating

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Shawn’s POV

Five year old Shawn and four year old Y/N

“When I’m older, I will marry you!” I grinned at the girl sitting opposite of me, but she just scrunched up her face. “Ew! No, I will marry Hugh Jackman!” I shook my head, looking at Y/N with wide eyes. “Why?” She shrugged and picked one of her dolls up. “Cause he can sing.” I rolled my eyes and picked up my action figure. “Then, I’ll become a singer when I’m old.” She giggled and a light blush covered her cheeks. Then she nodded and put her doll down. “Okay, when we are old, we’ll marry each other.” She held out her pinky-finger and I linked mine with hers, nodding. “But only if you become a singer.” I nodded again, already having my future planned out.

Nine year old Shawn and eight year old Y/N

It was my last lesson before the weekend. Today, I especially hurried to get out, since I knew that Y/N would be waiting for me downstairs. I just reached the last landing, when I caught sight of Y/N. She was surrounded by big boys who were grinning down at her menacingly. Her small hands clutched her doll to her chest, but one of the boys ripped it from her grip. I sprinted outside and slammed into the boy with the doll. He stumbled away and let go of the doll, which I quickly grabbed. Then, I took hold of Y/N and started running again, this time to the bus station. The bus was still standing there and we jumped inside, just when the doors closed, the other boys were outside and glared at me, but instead of even acknowledging them, I turned to Y/N and handed her doll back to her. “Here.” She smiled and hugged the doll. “Thank you.” She raised onto the tip of her toes and quickly pecked my cheek.

Sixteen year old Shawn and fifteen year old Y/N

I nodded at one of my friends , while I walked through the crowd. I cursed myself that I said ‘yes’ to the home party and all I wanted at that moment was to be home and watch a movie with Y/N. I continued to moved through the mass of people, until my eyes caught some of Y/N’s friends, who were standing in a circle and whispering. But even though they were talking to each other, they all looked into the same direction. I let go of the red cup I was holding when I saw what they saw. Y/N’s boyfriend, but not with Y/N. His hands were wrapped around the waist of a blonde girl and their mouths were attached. Without thinking, I rushed over to them and grabbed the boys shoulder, tearing him from the girl. He glared at me, but I couldn’t see that for very long, since I immediately threw a punch and knocked him to the ground. It was obvious that he had something to drink since it took him some time to register what was going on. Bad for him. I moved on top of him and just threw punch after punch, until someone grabbed me and pulled me off of the poor guy. His face was bloody, but he was still conscious. The person that grabbed me, manoeuvred me to the door, while the guy’s friends pulled him onto his feet. “Go home, dude!” Still mad, I stumbled through the streets, until I reached my house. I walked to the front door, but I quickly stopped when I saw someone sitting on the front step. She had her pyjamas and a cardigan on and her hair was in a messy bun. She looked beautiful. “Shawn!” She jumped to her feet and ran to me, throwing her arms around my neck. I immediately wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me. When she pulled out of the hug and looked up at me, I noticed instantly that she’d been crying. “My friends told me. Thank you.” Instead of answering, I pulled her into another hug. “Anytime for you.” She chuckled and pulled away again, before she reached for my hands. She pulled them up and only then did I notice that some of the skin on my knuckled had broke and my own blood was also on my hands. “Come, lets clean your hands up.” She pulled me into my house and up to my room. Then she disappeared into the bathroom and came back with a first aid kit. She gently disinfected my wounds and wrapped a bandage around them. Then, she kissed my cheek again, before she left and walked over to her own house.

Few days later

“What do you mean you’re going on tour with Taylor Swift?” Y/N stared at me with wide eyes. When we were little, me becoming a singer, was a condition for her to marry me, but since I got a bit of fame, our relationship had changed. We disagreed more often. She wanted me to concentrate more on school, but I wanted to follow the music. “They asked and I said ‘yes’.” She sighed and turned away, before she looked back at me. “Fine. Have fun then.” Without another word, she walked away. I didn’t understand anything. I tried messaging her, but she didn’t reply and when I called her, she wouldn’t answer. It was only one day before I’d leave, when I looked out of my window and was able to see directly into her room. She stood near the window and had her face buried in her hands, her shoulders were shaking. When I realised that she was crying, I didn’t waste a single second. I rushed down the stairs and across the lawn to Y/N’s front door. I knew her family never locked the door, so I just barged in and ran up the stairs, to her room. When I threw the door open, she looked at me wide eyed, before she ran into my arms. “I’ll miss you.” I wrapped my arms around her and held her as close as I could. “I’ll miss you too.” We spend the night watching movies and just enjoying each other’s company.

Nineteen year old Shawn and eighteen year old Y/N

“Are you sure you want to go? It’s a whole year!” Y/N nodded and smiled. “Yeah. It’s just one year Shawn, and we can always facetime.” I tried to smile at her, but couldn’t, so I just pulled her into my arms. “I’ll miss you so much.” My voice was quiet, and I hated it. “I’ll miss you too, but I’ll be here for Christmas, so we will see each other then.” I nodded, but didn’t let go of her, and she didn’t let go of me. I knew that it was for a good cause and that she was helping others, but I couldn’t help but feel egoistic and wanting her to stay. When we pulled apart, she smiled one more time and waved at her parents, before she grabbed her suitcase and walked to the security check. I sighed, already missing my best friend, even though I knew that she was so much more then that by now. I loved her and at that moment, all I wanted to do was run after her and tell her. But I also knew that she had to go. And hey, it was only a year. And I’d be on tour too, it will pass quickly.

A few months later

(A/N) Here is a little two parter I thought of when @kafetschi mentioned Shawn at Victorias Secret Fashionshow to me. I hope you like it!

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: none

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(A/N) Storytime: I was a security guard at Shawn’s concert yesterday (in Vienna) and he ran straight by me! *-* Twice! *-* honestly, that’s probably the closest I’ll ever be to him, but it also inspired this story! Enjoy! @kafetschi

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: none really

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With another eye roll, I tugged the plug I had in my left ear further inside, trying to drown more of the screaming and squealing out. I leaned against a barricade and looked at the ground, before I lifted my face and looked at the Stage. Shawn Mendes was playing. Finally. At least that would mean that all this would be over in about an hour and a half. He said something, in my ears unrecognizable, but it send all the teenage girls in the hall wild. The screamed, sometimes their names, sometimes his name and sometimes they just screamed. I flinched when a young girl right next to me let out a high-pitched scream and glared at her. Don’t get me wrong. The concert was amazing and what was even more amazing was that I was getting paid to stand around and tell people what to do. Someone from the crew walked towards me and flashed his pass and I nodded, letting him inside the technic area. The song was over and screaming erupted all around me again and I quickly lifted my right hand to put it over my right ear. That’s one thing I’d never get used to: screaming teenage girls. I sighed and changed my position, putting my left foot down my right one up. I did this every few minutes to make sure my feet wouldn’t begin to hurt. After all, my shift started at six p.m. and now it was nine p.m. I was just about to change my position when a big buff guy came up to me and held his phone out. He had written a text on it and I quickly read it.

We are going to move the barricades further towards the crowd so Shawn can run through. When he comes by, I need you to hold the barricade so that the girls don’t push it down.

I nodded and helped him move the barricades. We got a lot of questioning looks, especially since it took three more songs before Mendes would come to the second stage and would have to go through here. Still, as soon as the barricades were moved, I got into position and put my right foot against the ground bar of the barricade and held it with both hands. One of the girls near me leaned forward. “Is Shawn going to come through here?” I was hesitant to answer. After all, if they knew, they would try to push harder. But I gave in. “Yeah.” She looked at me with wide eyes. “Oh okay…it’s just this guy next to us told us, that if Shawn comes near here, we’d have to jump to the side because he’ll try getting to him.” Now my eyes went wide. They were scared. My eyes moved to the guy that stood next to them and I glared at him, trying to make sure that he knows that I’m the dominant here. Before I could say anything, Mendes disappeared from the big stage and I knew that he was now making his way to the second stage. He would go around on the outside and come back in through the back. Even though my boss said that that would go so quick and that none of the fans would noticed, they did and it did take quiet a while for him to come to the back. When he was near, the buff guy nodded to me and I put my weight against the barricade, just to be sure. At the same time, I noticed the guy look at me with a strange look and I quickly raised my hand. “Stay calm.” He nodded frantically, but I doubted that he would stay calm. I took a deep breath and got ready to hold him off, but thankfully, that wasn’t needed. He got his phone out and filmed while Shawn ran by the crowd, lead by his security. His fans held out their hands and he high fived as many of them as he could while running. Then, he took a right and got into the passage I was guarding. While he ran past me, I felt his hands brush my waist and my head snapped back. That must’ve been my imagination.

(A/N) I am devoting this oneshot to one of my dearest friends. She had the idea for this. I mean, I would tag you, but you won’t tell me your Tumblr name, so yeah...anyway, you mean so much to me. Thank you for always supporting me and being by my side. Also, this is inspired by Shawn’s song ‘Nervous’. I won’t link it since Tumblr is...well...you know. But listen to it! I’ve been hearing it non-stop while I’ve been writing this the last few hours.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the song!

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: fluff, swearing, pregnancy

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I sighed in relief when I could finally sit down in my usual seat in my usual café at the usual time. The last few days I couldn’t come here because of work and now I was set on enjoying some hours in my favourite place on earth. Tony, the owner of the café walked towards me with my usual order in hand. “Hi there, stranger.” She grinned and sat down opposite of me, after she place my coffee in front of me. “Oh, fuck off.” I laughed and she joined in. “What took you so long to come here again?” I shrugged and took a sip of the light-brown liquid in front of me. “You know, work. Oh wait, no, you don’t know about work.” She chuckled and shook her head at my words. “Hey! It’s hard work running a café! I-.” “Sure, especially when you spend more time chatting with your customers then actually working.” “Only with my favourite customers.” She jumped from her seat and winked at me, before she ran off to take care of a new customer. I chuckled at her behaviour, while my gaze drifted off to the people outside of the café. It was a rainy Sunday, perfect for spending the entire day in here, but I had a shift until half an hour ago, so I could only spend the few hours left of the day here. I looked back over to Tony, who was getting the order of one of the customers ready. She shot me a smile, before she turned back to the cup in front of him and a soft smile appeared on my lips. I knew how hard it was to run a café, and it was hard as hell, but it was fun to tease Tony about her ways. Turning back to my coffee, I fished my book out of my bag and began reading where I left off. My cup was soon empty, but quickly replaced with a full one. Tony stood in front of me, smirking. “What?” “How many times have you read this book already?” I chuckled and shrugged. “It’s a good book.” She shook her head grinning and sat down again. I put my bookmark in and laid the book on the table. “Are you alright?” She shrugged and yawned, letting me know how she felt. “Maybe you should get someone to help you out? You look a bit tired.” She shot me a crooked smile before she shrugged again. “No one is wo-.” “Worthy of working in you hold temple. I know. But still, think about it.” She smiled and nodded, before she stood up again and checked the watch on her wrist. A new message lit up the screen and she smiled. “I’ll be back in a second.” I nodded and watched her run off towards the back of the café. And she really returned just a few seconds later, accompanied by a man with a guitar case in his hand. He quickly thanked her, before he walked to an improvised stage that was near my table. While the man pulled a chair up and adjusted the microphone to the right height, Tony walked back to me. “You might want to get closer. He is oddly popular.” And she was right. Only a few seconds later, a group of young girls entered the café and squealed when they saw the man. He sent them a polite smile and wave before his eyes locked on mine. I immediately sat up straight and started to bite my lower lip. I noticed a faint blush on his cheeks, before his eyes moved to stare at the strings of his guitar. The girls hadn’t noticed anything and simply pulled up some chairs in front of the stage. Tony smirked. “Does someone have a crush?” I rolled my eyes and waved my hand dismissingly. “As if. No if you’d allow it, I’d like to continue with my book.” She walked over to the man, while she was giggling. I picked my book back up and tried to continue reading, but my eyes constantly moved over the edge of my book and glanced at Tony and the man. They were chatting, until another man walked up to the two of them. He was carrying a brown box drum and sat it down beside the chair of the other man. While the two men talked, Tony quickly looked back at me and noticed my curious look. She told the men something and they nodded. Then she quickly walked towards me. She sat down across from me and grinned knowingly. “What do you want to know?” I rolled my eyes but smiled. Quickly putting my book back down and leaned onto my elbows and glanced at the first man. His brown locks…the brown eyes…the tattoo on his hand… “What’s his name?” “Shawn.” “Where do you know him from?” “We have a mutual friend. I met him at a party where he played, so I asked him if he wanted to play here from time to time and he said yes. We’ve been friends since.” “Why have I never met him?” “Because you’re never here when he plays.” “Is he single?” She chuckled. “Yes.” “Is there an empty seat at the front?” She nodded and picked up my coffee, leading me to the front of the crowd. After she placed my cup on a table next to my chair, the second man raised his hand and got Tony’s attention. She walked to the two and quickly nodded, before she hurried behind the corner to get something. And then my eyes met his again and he shot me a shy smile, before the second man grabbed his attention.

Shawn’s POV

The moment our eyes met, I could feel my heart speed up. I was tuning my guitar, something that had become a routine for me, but suddenly my hands were shaking and unsteady. I started tugging at the collar of my white shirt and squirming on my seat. Tony talked to the girl, but she soon picked up her book and Tony walked to me. “Hi there, Mister popular.” I chuckled at the nickname. While Tony and I talked, my gaze wandered back to the girl more often then I would ever admit. Tony giggled. “Her name is Y/N.” My head snapped towards her. “What?” She rolled her eyes, grinning from ear to ear. “Just thought you would like to know.” I swallowed the lump in my throat, before I directed my eyes back to Y/N. Right in that moment, Josh walked in with the box drum. He sat it up next to my chair and grinned at me. “You ready, champ?” I nodded and we continued to chat, until Tony quickly told us that she had to do something. She walked to Y/N and sat down opposite from her. Y/N looked back at me, but I quickly looked at Josh, who had noticed my wandering eyes. “She’s cute.” “Hands off.” He chuckled at my reaction and held up his right hand, showing me the ring. “Don’t forget, champ, I’m a married man.” I chuckled too and began to concentrate on my guitar again. But all my concentration was gone when I noticed movement in front of me. Tony was leading Y/N right to the front row and sat her down directly in front of me. Josh raised his hand, grabbing Tony’s attention. We quickly asked for something to drink and Tony nodded, before she hurried behind the counter to get the drinks. While we were waiting, my eyes found Y/N’s again and I smiled shyly at her. She too, send me a small smile, before she looked at her fidgeting fingers in her lap. When I noticed that she was just as nervous as me, I smiled to myself, while I finished tuning my guitar. Tony soon returned with our drinks and I quietly thanked her, took a sip from my water and placed it underneath my chair. Then it was time to begin. I quickly said ‘Hello’ and thanked everyone for coming, before I started to play. We started with a few covers. My eyes shifted from the crowd, to the strings of my guitar and to Y/N. Every time my eyes met hers and I saw the smile on her face I broke into a wide grin. The evening went surprisingly smooth and soon it was time to say end the concert. We played the last song, before we bid everyone goodnight. The customers left the café, until only Tony, Josh, Y/N and I were left. Josh asked for a tea and Tony disappeared, getting it ready. Josh followed her, telling her a joke, leaving Y/N and I alone. I put my guitar into its case, before I straightened up and looked at the girl. She still sat in the chair and sipped her coffee. When I noticed that she was looking at me, I felt my hands getting sweaty and quickly wiped them on my jeans. I cringed at the obvious sign, making her giggle. And that giggle broke the ice. She put her coffee down and stood up, walking over to me. She held out her hand and smiled. “I’m Y/N.” Nervous as I was, I responded with the stupidest thing I could. “I know.” She looked at me, surprise written all over her face. I must’ve looked mortified, because she started to laugh again. “Good, that makes things easier.” I chuckled too and rubbed the back of my neck, feeling my cheeks light up with embarrassment. I finally shook her still outstretched hand and introduced myself. “I’m Shawn.” She grinned. “I know.” I laughed with her, but before we could say or do anything else, Tony and Josh returned. “Okay, I officially need a new water heater.” Y/N chuckled at Tony’s words, who sighed. “Well, let’s get home. I’m tired.” Y/N mumbled something along getting help for the café, which earned a death glare from Tony. When everyone was ready, we gathered in front of the café and watched Tony lock it. “I’m here with my car.” Josh pointed behind himself. “Yeah, me too. Do you want a ride?” Tony looked at Y/N with a raised eyebrow, but Y/N shook her head. “Nah, I feel like walking. But thanks.” She smiled at the other woman and the two hugged, before Tony waved goodbye and ran to her car. Josh also walked away after he said goodbye, leaving me and Y/N alone. Again. She turned to me with a small smile on her lips. “Which direction?” I pointed in the direction I was facing, and her smile turned into a grin. “Me too.” Together we started to walk in that direction. At first there was an uncomfortable silence hanging over us, but when we felt the first raindrops, the silence was gone. “Oh, for fuc-!” A loud laugh interrupted me, and I turned to Y/N, seeing her grinning at the sky. She had her arms stretched out at her sides and her eyes closed. I chuckled when I saw that and she turned to me with a wide grin. “What?” “You look beautiful.” She blushed and the grin turned into a shocked expression. I could’ve thrown myself in front of one of the passing cars. I winced and closed my eyes, not wanting to look at her when she rejected me. But my eyes quickly opened, when I felt lips press against my cheek. “You don’t look too bad yourself.” She was smiling at me and I could have melted on the spot. She interlaced her fingers with mine and raised an eyebrow. “Do you mind the rain?” I shook my head. “Not with you.” She giggled and we started to walk again. There was silence again, but this time it was comfortable. By the time we took a right turn, the rain was getting stronger and soon Y/N and I were drenched. She was still smiling, while I had to concentrate to keep my teeth from clattering. She still noticed, though. “My apartment is right there, want to come upstairs for a bit?” Without thinking I nodded and let her pull me across the street. When we entered her apartment, she immediately turned the heat up. “You can take a shower. I got some clothes from my brother, they should fit you.” She smiled so sweetly, that I only nodded. She quickly led me to the bathroom and showed me everything. Then she got me her brother’s clothes and took some towels with her, so that she could get dry too.

Y/N POV

As soon as I closed the bathroom door behind myself, I leaned against it and took a deep breath. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. I had never been so confident and comfortable around a boy before. I took another deep breath, before I pushed myself off the door. I quickly undressed and dried my body with the towels I got, before I pulled some pyjamas on. Wrapping my hair in a towel, I moved to the kitchen and put some water in the heater, to make some tea. While I was waiting for the water to start boiling, I looked around my apartment, glad that I’d cleaned it last evening. While I poured the hot water into two cups, I heard the shower turn off. Shawn must be done. I carried the two cups to the living room table and got some tea bags out to let Shawn choose his flavour. While I was waiting, I turned the TV one and zapped through the channels, searching for something watchable. But I found nothing, so I switched to Netflix instead. Just then did Shawn walk into the living room. He smiled and flopped down beside me. “I made some tea if you’d like some.” He smiled and quietly thanked me, taking the berry flavoured tea bag. “Are your clothes in the bathroom? I can put them in the dryer.” I was about to stand up, but he waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t worry. I hung them up. They’ll be dry by tomorrow.” He blushed again, realising that he’d just invited himself to stay overnight. I chuckled at his reaction. “Just so you know, I’d like for you to stay overnight.” He laughed. “Well, that makes me glad. And, I promise, usually I’m smoother.” I giggled and nodded, believing him. “Good to know.” I nudged his side with my elbow and handed him the remote. “You choose.” He grinned and five minutes later, ‘Inside Out’ was playing. While we watched the movie, I started to cuddle up to Shawn, enjoying his warmth. At some point, he noticed that my hair was still wet and got up to get a blow dryer. I tried to convince him that it wasn’t a big deal, but he ignored my protests and got it anyway, pausing the movie and quickly drying my hair for me. I chuckled at him, but he just shrugged when he sat back down and raised an arm, allowing me to get closer to him. I would never admit it, but I soon started to feel tired and couldn’t keep the yawns in anymore. Shawn noticed, but only chuckled, until my eyes dropped shut. I could feel him moving around but was too tired to open my eyes. I only noticed that he’d turned the TV off and picked me up. I soon felt my soft mattress under me and cuddled into my pillows and blankets. I could hear him chuckle, before he pressed a light kiss to my forehead. He whispered a soft goodbye and was about to walk away, when I caught the hem of the shirt he was wearing. “Stay.” He started to protest, but I insisted that he staid here and he finally climbed into bed behind me, wrapping his strong arms around me. I cuddled up to him as close as I could and fell into a deep sleep.

Time skip

Next morning, Shawn gave me his number before he left. We’ve been texting ever since and when he told me that he’d play at the café again, I made sure that I had time that evening. I was sitting in the front row again and grinned while Shawn was tuning his guitar. It started like the last time, some covers, but then something unexpected happened. “So, this is a song I recently wrote. It’s pretty personal but let me know what you think.” He winked at me before he started to play, and while he sang, I immediately knew what those lyrics were about.

I saw you on a Sunday in a café And all you did was look my way And my heart started to race And my hands started to shake, yeah I heard you asked about me through a friend My adrenaline kicked in 'Cause I've been askin' 'bout you too And now we're out here in this roomI get a little bit nervous around you Get a little bit stressed out when I think about you Get a little excited Baby, when I think about you, yeah Talk a little too much around you (I talk a little too much, yeah) Get a little self-conscious (I get a little self-conscious) When I think about you Get a little excited (I get a little excited) Baby, when I think about you Yeah, when I think about you, babe

We walked in the rain A couple blocks to your apartment You told me to come inside Caught me staring in your eyes And I'm not usually like this But I like what you're doing to me Ah, what you're doing to meI get a little bit nervous (I get a little bit nervous) Around you

Get a little bit stressed out (I get a little bit stressed out) When I think about you Get a little excited (I get a little excited) Baby, when I think about you Yeah, when I think about you, babe (oh yeah)Talk a little too much (I talk a little too much, yeah) Around you

Get a little self-conscious (I get a little self-conscious) When I think about you Get a little excited (I get a little excited) Baby, when I think about you Yeah, when I think about you, babe

You got me acting like I've never done this before I promise I'll be ready when I walk through the door And I don't know why No, I don't know why Yeah yeahI get a little bit nervous (I get a little bit nervous) Around you

Get a little bit stressed out (I get a little bit stressed out) When I think about you Get a little excited (I get a little excited) Baby, when I think about you Yeah, when I think about you, babe (oh yeah)Talk a little too much (I talk a little too much, yeah) Around you

Get a little self-conscious (I get a little self-conscious) When I think about you (I get a little self-conscious) Get a little excited (I get a little excited) Baby, when I think about you Yeah, when I think about you, babe

I grinned and laughed through the whole performance, returning all of Shawn’s shy smiles. I was filled with glee and was easily the one who clapped the loudest when the song was over. Shawn quickly announced that that was his last song and bid everyone a ‘Goodnight’. As soon as the other customers were gone, I jumped from my chair and wrapped my arms around Shawn’s neck. He wrapped his around my waist and pulled me even tighter against himself. “Did you like it?” He smiled shyly and I grinned from ear to ear. “I loved it.” I raised onto the tip of my toes and pressed a short kiss to his lips, before I pulled back again. But Shawn was having none of that. Before I could completely pull away, he was already leaning down, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. I laughed into the kiss and pulled away when I finally needed air. I was smiling at him but flinched when there was a sudden flash. I looked out of the window to find the source and saw some of the girls from earlier. They were screaming and pointing at the pair. Shawn just laughed and pulled me into another kiss, making more flashes go off. “Why the fuck are they taking photos of us?” Shawn raised an eyebrow and looked at Tony. “You didn’t tell her?” Tony shook her head, grinning. “It’s not my fault she’s living in a bookstore.” Shawn chuckle and turned back to me. “Told me what?” “Well…there is this possibility that I’m a worldwide known singer.” I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked up at the man in front of him. That couldn’t be. Or could it? A lot of things would make sense…for example the squealing girls the night I first saw him… I raised an eyebrow at Shawn, but he just shrugged. “If that’s the case…let’s give those girls some more paparazzi material.” I pulled him into another kiss and flashes went off again, but I still smiled into the kiss.

Time skip

(A/N) This is just a short blurb I wrote. I got this idea somehow somewhere. Anyway, I hope you like it and if you want me to write more about him, let me know!

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: break up, crying

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I leaned forward and pressed the record button on the small camera.

“Hey there! It’s me again. I’m sorry for not posting anytime in a long time, but I just wasn’t in the right mind to record anything. This too, will only be a short update video.” I took a deep breath before I continued. “As most of you know already, Shawn and I decided to end our relationship. It just…it didn’t work anymore. I was busy with writing and stuff like that and he was on his tour. We hadn’t seen in each other in a really long time and…yeah. We thought that it would be best for us to stop for now.” My eyes drifted off to the boy that sat behind the camera. “We are both okay with this decision and we are also still friends, so don’t worry too much. I just…I wanted to thank anyone who supported us trough the last few years and rooted for us. Thank you all so much!” “I’ll continue to take a few days off and then I’ll record a new video and I’ll be back at you soon! Thanks for everything and…well…see you soon!”

(A/N) To make the start to the week sweeter (or not?) and since my bae @kafetschi is tired, I’ll post this today. Enjoy! <3

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: crying, cheating, pregnancy, yelling

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I’d been two weeks late already, when I finally decided to buy a pregnancy test. I walked to one of the nearest drug stores and bought two tests. What I hadn’t noticed was Sahwn’s agent who was in line right behind me. But he noticed me. “Y/N? Hey!” I turned around when he said my name, completely forgetting about the tests in my hand. “Hi. How are you?” He was about to answer when his eyes flickered to my hands and he saw the tests. “Are you pregnant?” His face was suddenly pale and his eyes went wide. “I-I don’t know. That’s why I’m buying the tests.” He sighed and ruffeled through his hair. “Ahm…okay. Wait for me after you bought the tests, okay?” Confused, I nodded. We didn’t talk while we waited in the queue, but I did wait for him afterward. When he got out he smiled at me. “Let’s get you home.” He drove me to my house and got out with me. When he noticed my confused look, he chuckled. “I just want to know what the tests say.” I nodded again and opened the door to my house, relieved that Shawn wasn’t there. I quickly offered the agent some tea before I went to the bathroom and too both tests. Then I walked back out. He waited with me until the tests showed the result. Positive.

(A/N) I don’t know how many of you noticed, but I accidentelly posted this last night...upps. Anyway, now it’s up! Enjoy!

@kafetschi sorry and I love you! <3

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: crying, cheating, pregnancy, yelling

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I walked back into my house and glanced at the tomato sauce, quickly deciding that I wasn’t hungry anymore and that I’d clean up the next day. Instead, I went to my bedroom and looked around. Half of my drawers were empty now and I was already missing Shawn’s warmth next to me. With a defeated sigh, I flicked the lights off and quickly changed into some pyjamas. Falling onto my side of the bed, I grabbed my phone opening one unread text message.

With a huff, I connected my phone with the charger and placed it on top of my nightstand. I laid on my back staring up at the ceiling while my hand rubbed across the small bump that had already formed. “It will be okay. We’ll be okay.” I continued to trace circles over the bump and slowly drifted off to sleep, my thoughts busy with imagining a future with Shawn and our child.

My alarm had already gone off two times When it began again, I finally raised my head from the soft pillows and sat up. I whipped some dried drool from my chin and quickly put my hair into a messy bun. Pressing the ‘stop’ button on my phone, the alarm finally stopped and I unplugged to charger. While scrolling through my messages and notifications, I made my way to the kitchen, but when I saw the mess that had been made there, I turned right back around and walked to my bedroom again. I flopped down onto my bed and grabbed my phone, scrolling through the new messages. Nothing excited until I noticed a message from my older sister. It was a message with a link attached.

“What happened?”

I opened the link, a frown finding its way onto my face. It led me to a news page and there was an article about…Shawn and me. They used a screenshot from a TV report as a picture. Great…so it’s all over the news already. Just dandy.

Before I could respond to my sister, someone knocked on my front door. I sighed and got up, quickly walking to the door and opening it. I expected my sister our maybe the mailman, but not a journalist. “Y/N, why did Shawn and you break up?” He held the big microphone towards me, but I just threw my door right in his face. I quickly ran through my house and pulled all the curtains shut, drowning the crowd of press outside out. When my house was clad in darkness, I let myself fall onto my bed again. The exhaustion and frustration from the last few hours caught up with me again and soon I was a sobbing mess. Again. Eventually, I fell asleep.

(A/N) I have another Shawn Mendes fic! Muhahaha!!! I hope you like it. It’s the first part of a short series.

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: break up, crying, cheating, pregnancy, yelling

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“What…What do you mean i-it’s not mine?” A lump formed in my throat and I just couldn’t swallow it. I stared at my boyfriend and the small stick in his hands, thinking back to the last few peaceful moments before all this started.

“Hun? Could you take the trash out?” I was stirring the tomato sauce for lunch while I kept a careful watch on the pasta. “Sure. I’ll just quickly get the one from the bathroom.” I could hear rustling and steps, before something came to my mind. I let go of the spoon I’d been using, ignoring it falling to the floor and decorating everything with the red sauce. I ran to the bathroom, but one look was enough to confirm my deepest fear. Shawn stood there, his back turned to me and his hand raised in front of his face. He was holding a pale pink stick in his hands. He knew what it was, and he also knew what the lines on it meant. Slowly, so goddamn slowly, he turned to me. But he didn’t look me in the eyes. No, he kept looking at the pregnancy test. “Shawn…” His eyes flickered up to mine but quickly moved back down. “Y-You’re pregnant?” He let out a light chuckle and when he looked at me again, his eyes were filled with panic. His mouth opened and closed again but no words came out. I took a step towards him, but stopped there, knowing that a bit of distance would be good for what I was about to tell him. “I-It’s…It’s not yours.” That got a reaction.