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Honestly. Its so frustrating that the more you speak out, the worse things get. Who else experiences this?

I AM SO ANGRY RANT

An old bully messaged me on Instagram a few days and I was hesitant on opening it. I opened it and he basically said he wouldn’t forgive me for what I did to him after I revealed his name to a counselor along with other things students have done to me in my program. I thought to myself, “ for what I did to him?” Now, this is the boy that told everyone I started my period and it leaked and sang songs about it. This is the guy that put things in my back pocket by shoving his whole hand in there as a game to make other boys laugh ( without my permission), and had thought I spread a rumor about him wanting to date me and then proceeded to make a big deal about it as I had calmly told him I never said that. After I had come home crying one day after a rough day of school because I was so embarrassed and angry BECAUSE THIS GUY DID ALL THIS AND MORE. My mom called the school and I repeatedly kept to myself because I didn’t want to start any more drama because in my experience, the more you speak out, the worse situations get. After five meetings for several days with the counselor, I had yelled at the counselor it didn’t matter at all; he then had mentioned the person’s name and I remained silent. Then I was sent to the vice principal and had to fill a report that I was so generic about names and events that I had to redo it three times. Finally, it began, and as predicted, it got worse. My program excluded me. I lost friends. And the person who got in trouble and he said to my friends nobody would have cared if I killed myself ( which this was the second time he joked about this that I am aware of that is). AND HE ALMOST GOT EXPELLED BECAUSE OF ALL OF IT. He ended up with friends, he harassed me more and worse, and made jokes about me killing myself. He says he can’t forgive me for what I’ve done, and I should accept that? I’m sorry but this is all bull crap. Am I wrong? I don’t get it?

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I AM SO ANGRY RANT

An old bully messaged me on Instagram a few days and I was hesitant on opening it. I opened it and he basically said he wouldn’t forgive me for what I did to him after I revealed his name to a counselor along with other things students have done to me in my program. I thought to myself, “ for what I did to him?” Now, this is the boy that told everyone I started my period and it leaked and sang songs about it. This is the guy that put things in my back pocket by shoving his whole hand in there as a game to make other boys laugh ( without my permission), and had thought I spread a rumor about him wanting to date me and then proceeded to make a big deal about it as I had calmly told him I never said that. After I had come home crying one day after a rough day of school because I was so embarrassed and angry BECAUSE THIS GUY DID ALL THIS AND MORE. My mom called the school and I repeatedly kept to myself because I didn’t want to start any more drama because in my experience, the more you speak out, the worse situations get. After five meetings for several days with the counselor, I had yelled at the counselor it didn’t matter at all; he then had mentioned the person’s name and I remained silent. Then I was sent to the vice principal and had to fill a report that I was so generic about names and events that I had to redo it three times. Finally, it began, and as predicted, it got worse. My program excluded me. I lost friends. And the person who got in trouble and he said to my friends nobody would have cared if I killed myself ( which this was the second time he joked about this that I am aware of that is). AND HE ALMOST GOT EXPELLED BECAUSE OF ALL OF IT. He ended up with friends, he harassed me more and worse, and made jokes about me killing myself. He says he can’t forgive me for what I’ve done, and I should accept that? I’m sorry but this is all bull crap. Am I wrong? I don’t get it?

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Shawn Mendes: Cologne, Germany 03/18/19

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// WHY // Shawn Mendes

So I was recently at Shawn Mendes’ concert in Stockholm Sweden and it was amazing. And during why I thought of this concept/idea and had to write about it. So here you go, enjoy:) Also I know the lyrics aren’t in the correct order but this way it fit the story better so bare with me:)

Why

Being in the spotlight meant having every single person keep their eyes on you at all time. Your personal life doesn’t exist, forget about going outside after you’ve just woken up and don’t even think about getting to enjoy the privacy of your own home. But least of all don’t expect your relationships to be between only you and another person. Because of all these reasons Hope couldn’t act on her feelings ever. Since she was 14 years old her heart has belonged to one special man. Mr Shawn Mendes. Like herself, Shawn was a famous singer with millions of fans.

Recently something had shifted in both of their careers. They had been offered roles in a new romantic comedy about a couple of child hood enemies who fall in love in Paris. Seeing as they were already best friends in real life this was one of the best experiences in each of their lives. Because of this it made it easier for them to travel together for the press tour.

I know a girl,She’s like a curse

“So how was it acting like you hated each other?” Ellen DeGenerous asked the couple of friends sitting on the large white couch.

Shawns arm was resting on the back of the couch behind Hope.

“It was definitely weird, mean I could never picture Shawn the way his character acted” Hope explained with a laugh following her words.

Shawn’s gaze was trained on his best friend beside him. The way her eyes crinkles in the cutest way when she smiled or the way her laugh sounded like it could cure any illness on the planet. Even if she was the most beautiful being he had ever payed his hazel eyes on she was like a curse to him.

When people ask about us, now , we just brush it off

“So I’m sure everyone’s wondering, are you guys dating” Ellen didn’t beat around the bush at all, going straight to the point, asking what everyone had asked since the moment they were seen together in public.

Shawn put on a fake smile and laughed a little.

“Wow going straight to the point” he said.

“Yeah you’re certainly not shy” Hope laughed, her British accent driving Shawn insane.

“Nope, so?” Ellen presses further.

We want each other no one will break first

The both of them knew the answer was no. Even if no one believed them it was true. Although both of them wished it was none of them wanted to make the first move.

“No, we’re not dating” Hope answered a fake smile on her red painted lips.

“Yeah okay” Ellen agreed sarcastically making her audience laugh.

After the interview no one said anything until their shared manager Andrew broke the silence.

“So we have Zach Sang next but before that we have time for lunch” he spoke as he looked at his expensive watch to confirm that they did in fact have time to eat.

“Alright sweet, anyone feeling chipotle?” Hope asked already thinking out her order in her head.

“Yeah sure” Shawn answered.

Hope could tell that he was distant. She just didn’t know because of what.

When the day was finally over and they could all go home, Shawn asked if Hope wanted to come over for a movie night. This wasn’t something odd for the two of them.

They did this at least once a week if they were in the same city.

So many nights, trying to find someone new

They don’t mean nothing compared to her, and I know

With Hope asleep on his lap his fingers swiped left and right on his phone. Because of who he was, Tinder wasn’t an option, but lucky for him Shawn qualified for the famous dating app Rhia made specifically for people like him.

After a few swipes he checked his messages and saw one from a girl he apparently matched with a couple of days ago. His eyes scanned the message.

Can you treat me better?😏😉

He sighed at the message. He didn’t want someone who knew him as the Shawn Mendes. One of the biggest singers of this generation. He wanted someone who knew him for him.

Why do we put each other through hell?

Why can’t we just get over ourselves?

That girl was currently resting on his lap. He watched as her chest rose and fell with every breath she took. He took notice of her freckled face that looked like constellations spread out across the night sky. Her dark lashes tickled the tops of her cheeks as her eyes rolled around behind their lids.

He sighed again. Why did he have to be such a coward?

When I hear you sing, it gets hard to breathe

Can’t help but think every song’s about me

And every line, every word that I write

You are the muse in the back of my mind, oh

The light from the moon poured in through the curtains as a sweet voice sang some unfamiliar words.

The brunette boy looked around confused. Had he fallen asleep on his couch. And where was Hope. It was probably her singing on his balcony but his initial stress made him stand up and walk over to the glass door to investigate.

And like he had suspected, there she was, a cigarette resting on the table as Shawn’s guitar rested on her lap, her small hands strumming on the instrument to create a beautiful tune. The sound of her voice took his breath away.

He listened to the lyrics and couldn’t help but think the words she sang were about him because he knew every word he wrote was about her.

When he stepped out fully onto the balcony was when she noticed him. Her strumming came to a halt and the words died on the tip of her tongue.

“Hi” she whispered.

It was as if she had met him for the first time. The way she said hi to him.

“Hey” Shawn responded as he took in her appearance further.

She was dressed in one of his shirts. Because of the significant size difference the shirt was like a dress on Hopes smaller frame.

“Sorry if I woke you” her raspy voice brought him back to reality.

“You didn’t, why are you awake by the way?” He asked.

“Couldn’t sleep” she replied before taking the cancerous stick and putting it between her lips.

The light of the moon and her lighter lighting the cigarette back up was the only source of luminosity.

Don’t want to ask about it ‘cause you might brush it off

I’m afraid you think that it means nothing at all

I don’t know why I won’t admit that you’re all I want

The way he looked at her made her believe for maybe a second that her feelings for him were reciprocated. But his mind was going a completely different route.

How could someone like her ever like someone like him?

He didn’t want to talk about what had bothered him the entire day since the interview with Ellen. He thought that if he did she would brush him off and make him believe that the chemistry he felt between the two of them was all in his head.

“Everything okay love?” She asked, the nickname falling past her lips in habit.

“Yeah, everything’s great” he smiled, however the smile never reached his eyes.

Why can’t they just get over themselves and just admit how they feel for each other. Maybe it was because of the fact that if they did it would be public knowledge. It would become the biggest headline instead of something intimate between two souls. Maybe it was just because of the fact that being in the spotlight meant having every single person keep their eyes on you at all time. Your personal life doesn’t exist, forget about going outside after you’ve just woken up and don’t even think about getting to enjoy the privacy of your own home. But least of all don’t expect your relationships to be between only you and another person.

That is Why.

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Master list?

Ive made it now. I just updated it as well. I hope that helps. Its in my bio.

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😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

That jawline could cut!

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OKAY. ACTUAL UPDATED MASTERLIST. 3/17/19

Master List

Shawn Imagines

BOYFRIEND SHAWN

Pumpkin Carving

Costume Party

Far, Far Away

First Thanksgiving

Sweet Dreams

Happy Valentine’s Day

I’m Thankful for You

You’re Beautiful 

WEDDING/PROPOSAL

Baby Steps

Witches, Wizards, and Muggles

DATE SHAWN

Use Somebody

First Date

Like a Date?

SERIES

Coffee, I suppose?

PART I

PART II

FRIEND SHAWN

Like a Date?

You’re Perfect

FAMILY SHAWN

Luckiest Person in the World

Christmas Eve

Congratulations Shawn

Pinkie Promise

BREAKUP/MAKEUP

Midnight Snack

Because I Had You

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robinboee Had so much fun shooting @shawnmendes

this week! Here’s a few more photos

March 17, 2019

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Shawn Mendes Imagine -- Coffee, I suppose? PART II

As soon as Shawn had arrived at the studio, he had called you. He had asked you to -- get this -- coffee! Yeah, sure, he called the first time meeting you a date. It was honestly very cocky, yet hot. Such confidence that man has.

You agreed to get coffee, tomorrow. You were here for another three days. It couldn't hurt. I mean, you needed some excitement in your life, and Shawn seems like he's that type of excitement.

You pack up your laptop and papers after hours to finish your essay and head back to your aunt's house.

You get in an uber back to the house, and on the radio, you hear some music playing. In a way, the singer sounded familiar, yet you couldn't put your finger on it. The song changes before you can figure it out.

You get to the house, and you toss your bag on the sofa.

"Ma, are you here?" You call out.

Your aunt peers around the corner from the kitchen. "Sorry, Y/N, they're at the beach."

A bit relieved to get the guest bedroom to yourself, you crash onto the bed for a nap.

****

Feeling a little drugged up, you check to see what time it was.

"Oh my god!" You look at your phone to see two missed calls from Shawn. It was 10 am the next morning, and Shawn was at the coffee shop right now.

You change into some lousy summer dress from your suitcase. You do the necessities like brushing your hair and teeth.

You text Shawn after saying you'll be there in a little, which you knew was a lie. You just didn't want him to think you were flaking on him like some jerk.

You hippity hop down the stairs to grab your purse that your aunt had hung conveniently by the door and slip on a random pair of sandals that seemed like your size. Was it your sister's? Aunt's? Mom's? You didn't care. They were a little big, but you rush out the door anyway.

You basically run to the coffee shop where Shawn was.

Down the street from the coffee house, you see Shawn leaving the shop.

"Shawn! Hey, Shawn!" Shawn looks at you but rolls his eyes. His hands in his pockets, he strolls with you with his brows furrowed.

"What?" His voice was deep and hoarse. "You stood me up. It's been an hour. I have to get to the studio."

Your heart drops. "I'm so sorry but I swear the Sandman hit me with a tornado of sleeping dust. I put on this lousy dress and sandals that I almost lost running here. Then I almost got hit by some crazy LA driver who should really belong in New York with how impatient and people hitting mad he is." You suck in air after rambling. "I didn't mean to stand you up. I pinkie swear."

Shawn laughs. "Okay. Okay. Walk me to the studio? It's far, but it gives us time to talk. I'll text my manager something more important came up." Shawn softly elbows your side. "Plus why wouldn't I forgive someone who almost got hit by a car for me."

You smile.

You guys walk to the studio. It was a thirty-minute walk, and your legs were wobbly from running here.

"So where are you from, Y/N? You seem like you don't belong here. You know, acting like LA drivers don't try to hit people too."

You laugh as you roll your eyes. "Why should I tell you? You could be some weirdo that is secretly a serial killer or something."

Shawn lets out a chuckle. "Oh, honey, you don't know me at all, do you?" He glances at you, revealing a perfect smile. The smile only celebrities and rich people have. The kind in movies that make your heart flutter. That's what his smile did: made your heart race. " Well, fine. I'm from Pickering, Canada, but recently I moved to Toronto."

"Canadian, eh?" You do your best to do a stereotypical Canadian accent. Shawn laughs and runs his large hand through his curls. "So why are you here?"

"Making music. Living life to the fullest." Shawn says so nonchalantly.

You look over at Shawn, studying his curls, his posture, and his perfect complexion. Man, you need that skin care routine.

"See anything you like, Hun?" Shawn teases.

You softly punch his arm which actually hurt your hand more than it probably hurt him.

"No," you blush. "It's just that you're so cocky, calling me honey and such." You fix your hair to where it covers your flushed cheeks. You didn't want to spike his confidence if he sees that he gets you all flustered and nervous.

"Well, if it helps. I'm never this comfortable with just anyone. When I'm meeting fans, I feel this -- insecurity -- but I know they love me. And I just try to build up my confidence and give them a memory that they'll never forget. I know, you're probably thinking, 'Shawn? Nervous? Never!' But honestly, it's so hard to be this perfect image they believe you are." Shawn stares up to the sky and takes a deep breath.

You look over at him. You can see his affect: vulnerability, fear, and sincerity. You remember what your psychology professor had told you: you make think it's easy to read people, but human emotions are so complex, that sometimes, what you think they're feeling, it could be more underneath. You wanted to know more about his complexity.

"Fans? How many--" you stop, "No, nevermind. I should ask that. Well, I say, don't be scared. If they are real fans then they'll support you and love you no matter what."

Shawn smiles. "Well, this is my stop. You want to come in to see where the magic happens?"

You look to where Shawn was looking to see this very appealing and enormous building. "Here? I thought it'd be some very -- small place."

Shawn chuckles. "Well, Y/N, you have a lot to learn. C'mon. They won't mind." Shawn takes your hand and leads you inside.

You feel like you just unlocked this huge secret about Shawn you didn't know.

How big is Shawn really?

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Ugh! Shawn in a white henley! 😩😩

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Guys. I've been so sick. I promise I'm going to start posting next week. It'll be every other day. I need to focus on getting better for my first day of work. Love you all!!!

Please stay with me.

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