A/n: Explicit language in this imagine! Also, mentions of smut. Okay, please enjoy. Let's begin!

Today I'm flying with my husband of seven months, the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes, from our place in Boston, to Los Angeles. Shawn and I love to spend time together, so when he asked me to come with him to LA, of course I said yes. We had just landed in LA when we were met by a group of fans. I sighed, just wanting to head to the hotel after a long flight, but I knew that Shawn would want to take pictures with them.

"I'm going to go take some pictures, all right babe?" Shawn asked. I nodded.

"Okay." I said before he pecked my lips with a kiss. He then walked over to his fans. His manager, Andrew, stood next to me and we watched as he took pictures with a whole bunch of girls.

Shawn's point of view

I had just started to take pictures with some fans that had shown up at the airport when I decided to make my wife, Y/n Mendes, jealous. She's hot as fuck when she's jealous. Usually, ever since I've been with Y/n, if a fan puts their hand on my abs, I ask them to move their hand, but this time I didn't do that. So, when one of the female fans put one of her hands on my abs, I let it stay there. I smiled for the picture, and when I looked up at Y/n, who wasn't far away from me, I saw that her jaw was clenched and her arms were crossed. I smirked at her.

Y/n continued to watch as another fan did it. Then another one did it. Y/n then leaned over and said something to my manager, Andrew. Andrew nodded and then he said something to one of my security guards, who then nodded. Y/n walked over to me and put on a fake smile.

"I'll be in the car." She said.

"Why don't you wait for me babe?" I asked. She shook her head and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"No. I've had enough of watching you lets fans touch your abs." She said and then walked away, still looking at as fuck. Mission accomplished. I finished taking pictures with fans and then got in the car. Y/n was looking out the window.

"Hey babe." I said as I reached my hand out to take her hand. She snatched her hand away from me, which honestly surprised me.

"Don't fucking touch me." She said angrily.

"What's wrong babe?" I asked, knowing what it was that was upsetting her but wanting to hear her admit the fact that she was jealous. Andrew looked at us suspiciously.

"Don't talk to me right now Shawn. Just leave me alone." She said. As we drove along in awkward silence, I suddenly heard a sniffle and when I looked over at my wife I saw that she was wiping tears away.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?" I asked. She looked at me and I could tell that she was pissed but what surprised me for some reason was that she looked hurt.

"Usually, when a fan touches your abs, you ask them to move their hand, but this time you let a whole bunch of fans do it. What the hell Shawn?" She practically yelled, not caring that we were in the car with other people close by.

"How about we talk about this when we get to the hotel?" I asked. She scoffed.

"Whatever Shawn. You wanted to know what was going on, so I told you." She said. I nodded as she turned away from me. Suddenly my phone buzzed. It was a text from Andrew.

Andrew: What were you thinking when you let the fans touch your abs?

Me: Y/n is hot as fuck when she's jealous, so I wanted to make her a little jealous. I didn't think that she would get this upset.

Andrew: That's cruel Shawn. You knew that she was going to have a negative reaction yet you still did it?

Me: I made a mistake! Sue me!

I put my phone away and looked at my wife again. She was still wiping some tears away. When we got to the hotel room she broke down sobbing.

"What the hell Shawn?" She asked. I tried to hug her but she backed away. "Don't fucking touch me right now." She said. I put my hands up in a surrender.

"Okay, I'll be honest, when you're jealous, you're hot as fuck. So, I wanted to make you a little jealous. I didn't think that you would get this upset." I admitted. This pissed her off even more.

"So you did this on purpose?" She practically yelled. I sighed and nodded.

"Yes but I didn't realize just how upset you would get. Baby you know that you're the only one for me." I said.

"Do I? Because when you're letting fans touch your six-pack, the six-pack that I kiss and stuff like that, it sure as hell doesn't feel like that." She said.

"Baby I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel like that. I just wanted to make you a little jealous." I said.

"Shawn, jealousy isn't a good feeling. You know that. How would you feel if I let a bunch of guys touch my ass?" She asked. I clenched my jaw.

"I would feel like shit." I said.

"Exactly! So how the fuck do you think I feel right now?" She asked. I hung my head and sighed.

"Like shit." I said as I looked up at her.

"Exactly. Gosh, I can't believe you did this on purpose. That is so unlike you Shawn. You're unbelievable and right now I don't mean that in a good way. I shouldn't have said yes to coming on this trip." She said, whispering the last sentence as she shook her head, but I still heard it.

"What was that last sentence?" I asked. She looked me dead in the eyes.

"I shouldn't have said yes to coming on this trip." She said, and my heart broke. What had I done? "Do I look hot as fuck now Shawn? Did you get what you wanted?"

"Baby, you're always hot. I never should have done that, I'm sorry." I said. She sighed before she grabbed her phone and purse and put on her shoes. "Where are you going?"

"Away from you." She yelled.

"Wait! You don't even know the area." I pointed out. She stared daggers at me.

"I'll figure it out, plus there's google maps. Don't you dare try to follow me." She said, and walked out, slamming the door behind her. Fuck. I pulled out my phone and called Andrew.

"What's up?" He asked.

"Y/n and I just got into a fight and she left." I said.

"She WHAT?" He asked.

"She left and she barely knows the area." I said.

"Go after her!" He yelled.

"I can't! She told me not to follow her and if I do, she'll just get even more upset with me." I said feeling anxious and frustrated. Andrew sighed.

"She has Jake's number, right?" He asked. I thought for a moment.

"Yeah, she does." I said.

"Well, God forbid there's a problem, hopefully she'll call him." Andrew said. I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Okay. I'm not doing the interview tonight if we don't know where she is." I warned him.

"That's not for quite a few more hours. We'll have everything figured out by then." Andrew said.

"I hope so." I said.

"We will Shawn." He said.

"You know what she said before she left?" I asked.

"No, what did she say?" He asked.

"That she never should have come on this trip." I said. Andrew sighed.

"Fuck. I'm guessing that you admitted that you were trying to make her jealous?" He asked. I nodded even though he couldn't see me.

"Yeah. That's when she really got pissed." I said.

"Understandably so. Well I'll let you try to relax." He said.

"Yeah like I'm going to be able to do that. Bye." I said.

"Bye." He said, and we hung up. I sat down on the bed and put my head in my hands. What had I done?

Your point of view

I walked around the unfamiliar streets of Los Angeles trying to get my mind off of the fight that Shawn and I had just gotten into. He admitted to me that he had tried to make me jealous on purpose when he let those girls touch his abs, but that only angered me more. I don't care if he thinks that I'm "hot as fuck" when I'm jealous, if he knew that I was going to have a negative reaction to his actions, he shouldn't have done it.

I looked at Google maps, trying to find the closest bookstore. I soon found it on the map and followed the directions to the place. When I got in there, I browsed around. Suddenly, a teenage girl stopped me.

"Excuse me, are you Shawn Mendes's wife?" She asked. I faked a smile and nodded.

"Yes I am." I said.

"Oh my gosh! Can I get a picture with you?" She asked. I nodded and we took a picture. "Where's Shawn?" She asked.

"Oh he's just at our hotel. I decided to go for a walk and I love to read so I stopped in here. It's a cute bookstore." I said as I looked around. The girl nodded.

"Yeah. Please tell him that I say hi and that I love him!" She said. I nodded.

"I will." I said. As soon as she walked away, I dropped the fake smile. I bought a few books and then walked back outside. I wasn't sure of where I was walking to, but I just needed to walk right now. My phone went off. It was a text from Shawn.

My hubby: Please come back to the hotel. I'm worried about you.

I chewed at my bottom lip as I thought for a moment. I didn't mean to worry him, but I just needed the air and space away from him right now.

Me: Please just give me some space. I need to walk around and think right now. I need to clear my head.

My hubby: Okay. I'll see you when you get back. I'm not going to the interview until you're back so I know that you're safe.

Me: You don't have to do that but fine.

I put my phone back in my jeans pocket and kept walking. Soon, I heard someone following me. I turned around and the guy looked away from me. My anxiety started to kick in. I kept walking and when I turned around again, the guy was behind me still. He was creepy looking and he definitely made me feel uneasy. I tried to walk faster, but the footsteps behind me picked up their pace too.

"Hey hot stuff." The guy yelled. I ignored him and pulled out my phone. "Hey I was talking to you." He said as I clicked on Jake's contact. Jake quickly answered.

"Hey Y/n, what's up?" He asked.

"There's a guy following me." I whispered slightly.

"Where are you?" He asked. I looked at a street sign and told him. "Stay in that area, I'm on my way."

"Okay. Please hurry." I pleaded.

"I will." He said and we hung up. I stayed in the area, the guy continuing to follow me for a while. Soon, the guy behind me caught up to me.

"Hey hot stuff." He said as he touched my shoulder and spun me around.

"Please leave me alone." I said.

"Oh come on, let's go have some fun." He said with a smirk.

"I'm married." I said. My anxiety was ready to go overboard.

"He doesn't have to know." The guy said. He was right in my face.

"I would never do that to him. Please just leave me alone." I said.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" Shawn yelled. I looked over and saw a car pull up. Jake and Shawn got out.

"What are you, the husband?" The guy asked.

"Yes, now get the fuck away from my wife." Shawn said.

"Oh, but we were just about to have some fun, isn't that right darling?" The guy asked me. I cringed when he called me darling. Only Shawn can call me that.

"No." I said.

"Stay away from her. Let's go babe." Shawn said as he gently grabbed my hand and pulled me into the car. Jake said something to the guy as Shawn and I buckled up. Shawn looked at me, a look of concern etched across his face. "Are you okay?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No. I want to go back to the hotel." I said as Jake got in the car.

"Back to the hotel?" Jake asked.

"Yes please." I said, holding in the tears.

"Did he touch you?" Shawn asked.

"He touch my shoulder to turn me around but that was it." I said. Shawn nodded. He rubbed his face.

"This is all my fault. I'm so sorry honey." Shawn said.

"How is this your fault?" I asked.

"Because if I hadn't made you get upset then you wouldn't have gone on that walk and that guy wouldn't have followed you." He said. I put my hand to his cheek so he would look at me rather than at his lap.

"This isn't your fault Shawn. I'm the one that went out for a walk alone and I shouldn't have done that." I said. Shawn put his hand over mine.

"You scared me to death baby. Please never do that again." He pleaded.

"I'm sorry. I won't do it again, I promise." I said. Shawn smiled a little and nodded.

"Did he call you any names or anything?" Shawn asked.

"He kept calling me hot stuff." I said. Shawn nodded and we pulled up to the hotel and went to our room. We took off our shoes and stared at each other for a moment before hugging.

"I'm so sorry that I made you that jealous and that upset honey. I'm so sorry." Shawn said. I ran my fingers through his hair, trying to soothe him.

"It's okay baby. I overreacted." I said. He pulled away from the hug a little but kept his hands on my waist.

"No. You didn't. You had every right to get pissed at me." He said. I nodded.

"I'm sorry that I took off. It's just... going for walks can almost always clear my head." I said. He nodded.

"It's okay. Did it help?" He asked. I thought for a moment before shrugging.

"Not really. But I found a bookstore and got some books. One of your fans says hi and that she loves you." I said. Shawn smiled a little.

"You know that I love you, right?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Of course. And I love you too. Thank you for coming to my rescue. I should also thank Jake too." I said.

"You're welcome babe. Why don't you just text him and say thank you?" Shawn suggested. I nodded.

Me: Hey, thanks for coming to get me earlier and thank you for bringing my husband.

Jake: Yeah of course. Anything for Shawn's girl.

I smiled.

"What are you smiling about?" Shawn asked. I showed him Jake's response and he smiled too.

"I love being your girl." I said. Shawn's smile widened as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I love having you as my girl. I really don't want to do this interview tonight." Shawn said. I ran my fingers through his hair.

"I know you don't, but you have to. Am I allowed to go too?" I asked. Shawn picked his head up since his head had been resting on my shoulder.

"I thought that you didn't want to be on this trip?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I tilted my head to the side a little.

"Well, before you left, you said 'I shouldn't have said yes to coming on this trip.' so I figured that you would want to fly home." He said. I pulled him in for a tight hug.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry that I said that. I didn't mean it. I want to stay here with you, but only if that's okay." I said. Shawn nodded.

"Of course you can stay my love. I have to start getting ready for the interview." Shawn said as he pulled away from the hug. I nodded.

"Can I have a kiss please?" I asked. Shawn chuckled.

"Mrs. Mendes, you never have to ask. Come here." Shawn said. I put my lips on his and I felt sparks shoot through me like fireworks on the Fourth of July, I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, and I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy. Shawn soon pulled away from the kiss but I wanted more, so I pouted. "Why are you pouting honey?"

"Because I want more of your kisses." I said. Shawn threw his head back with laughter.

"Well, how about this, when we get back from the interview, you can get all of the kisses that you want. Does that sound good?" Shawn said and asked. I nodded.

"That sounds perfect. Um, we packed condoms, right?" I asked with a blush. Shawn smirked.

"Yeah. Why?" He asked.

"Just wondering. Now go get ready, I have to get ready too." I said. Shawn chuckled but did as told. We got ready and left. After the interview, on our way back to the hotel, I put my hand on Shawn's thigh. We were sitting in the backseat with his manager and bodyguard in front of us. Shawn inhaled sharply.

"You okay Shawn?" Andrew asked. I looked at him.

"Yup." He said. I continued to tease Shawn throughout the car ride, which drove him crazy, and as soon as we got into our hotel room, he pulled me close to him. "You're going to pay for that."

"Pay for what?" I asked innocently. He shook his head at me.

"You know what you did. Now, are you going to let me make love to you?" Shawn asked. I bit my lower lip - causing Shawn to groan - and nodded. We then made love. It was an eventful day with my amazing husband. I can never stay mad at him for too long. I love him too much for that.