Leila | Trevor
Sarah | Manisha

featuring

Shawn Mendes

❝Woah, Leila! Who's this sexy papi you're bringing along?❞

[ Manisha scans Trevor from the bottom to the top, as if she's witnessing James Dean rising from the dead. ]

❝I told you, Miss Manisha. It's Tre—❞

❝Please, just call me Manisha outside work. It's so awkward.❞

❝Fine.❞

❝Hey, Manisha! I'm Trevor, Leila's  . . . boyfriend.❞

❝Just for this week, sadly,❞ Leila muttered.

❝Okay, we can do introductions later. My angel is going to perform, for Pete's sake!❞

❝Excusez-moi, he's my angel.❞

❝I'm a more devoted wife to him than you, baby. I can even be his sex slave if he wants me to.❞

❝Girl, you high on Fifty Shades of Grey shit!❞

[ While Sarah and Manisha trade spits with each other regarding who's the best candidate to be Shawn Mendes's wife, Leila and Trevor walk slower to avoid spoiling the heated debate. ]

❝They're both seriously like Trump and Clinton now.❞

❝Are they always like this?❞

❝I think the Mendes Army are like this when it comes to Shawn Mendes.❞

❝Cool fandom.❞

❝You should see how Beliebers do it.❞

❝Well, I belieb in you.❞

❝You did not ju—❞

[ Trevor leans closer and is about to commence a hot kissing session with Leila, but Sarah cock-blocks them. ]

❝Come on, lovebirds! We don't have much time.❞

[ An announcement comes on: ❝Get ready for Shawn Peter Raul Mendes!❞  All of them rush towards the gate where they check the tickets. (I don't know what it's called because I've never went into a concert before. I know, I know. Sad life.) ]

❝Guys, my baby Shawn is performing. We need to get to our seats!❞

❝Thank God Manisha won the V.I.P. ones, right in front of the stage!❞

❝You ain't messin' with no basic bitch!❞

❝Okay, can we just . . . ❞

[ They all move to their seats and prepare for the big moment. Just then, Shawn comes out from the right wing of the stage and his appearance alone blesses the entire crowd, driving those fangirls and fanboys insane. ]

[ Desperate howls echo all over the stadium, Shawn-please-marry-mes are blurt out followed by dozens of bouquets of roses thrown at his direction. ]

❝I'm pretty sure he would be needing stitches after this. Literally.❞

❝OH MY GOD, SHAAAAAAAAAAWN! I'M YOUR FUTURE WIFE, SARAAAAAH!❞

❝DON'T LISTEN TO HER, SHAWN! MARRY ME. SARAH IS TOO OLD FOR YOU!❞

❝YOU HOE—SHAWN, I LOVE YOU, DADDY! YOU CAN SLAY MY PRINCESS PARTS TONIGHT!❞

❝Damn, these fangirls savage as fuck.❞

[ Shawn clears his throat, locking his gaze on random people from the crowd. He flashes a bright smile, making hundreds of fans swoon. ]

❝Wow, Winterborough is one of the most hyped stages I've ever been on.❞

❝DAMN RIGHT, SHAWN!❞

❝YES BABY, WE'RE EXCITED TO TASTE YOU—I MEAN, YOUR HEAVENLY VOICE!❞

[ So, Shawn starts singing a few songs and as he reaches the climax of his infamous Stitches song — not that climax, you dirty-minded madafakas — he stops for a moment. ]

❝I need one of you to be up here with me.❞

❝OH MY GOD, SHAWN . . . PICK ME! ME!❞

❝No one wants you, Sarah. ME, BABY SHAWNIE!❞

❝Hmm, how about you, this one with long, curly black hair and sweet pinkish lips?❞

[ He points a finger towards Leila, inviting her to come up onstage with him. ]

[ Sorry if anyone got offended by this chapter. This is only made for entertainment. But what do you think will happen after this? Stay tuned for the next update! ]