OKAY IM FINALLY UPLOADING THIS OENFORIEJGEOIJGRE
but okay basically same as last but literally nothing i write makes any sense at all and like i hate this piece so much because it's cringe, warning ya know it's so bad lmao
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I sat on the bleachers, in my (f/c), off-shoulder dress. Hearing the loud pop music blasting through the speakers- you could hear it from outside. I gazed at the soccer field.
My date left me, He went off with his friends and totally forgot about me, left me to go get a drink. God I feel so pathetic
It didn't help that no one else was around and my makeup was very messy from the tears that ruined it, but tears are the best makeup remover, right?
It was chilly, I could hear the laughter from the people that came outside to make out or talk with their friends. I rubbed my nose with my dresses sleeve and felt gross. I never would have guessed that I would be crying outside a prom while on the bleachers, I guess no one really thinks about that until it happens to you, but I was the only one here so it made me even sadder that I was the only one it did happen, that just makes me even more of a weenie.
My feelings are all over the place, I wanted to blame Garroth but myself also, I wasn't the most greatest person to be around, maybe I'm just looking into to much. He did leave me though, probably to go hang out with someone prettier and thinner than me, it happens so I don't really blame him for that.
He'd probably go after someone that just wasn't...me.
Yeah, that's probably why he left.
I wanted to be pissed off because he left me but I think I'm just disappointed in myself for not keeping him long enough,
In the perfect world. He would've taken me by my hand when the slow dance music came on, hands on my hips while mine are wrapped around his neck. We sway in the dimmed gym as I put my head on his chest- "(Y/N)?"
I snapped out of my fantasy to see the last person I wanted to see,
It was Laurance,
I didn't mind him, it's just that I didn't talk to him a lot ever since I joined the group almost four months ago.
"What is it Laurance?" I cooly replied, acting as if I wasn't crying just a second ago over a boy I really had no chance with in the beginning of it all. I slouched over and continued to look at my black pumps, fidgeting with the fake flower on my wrist whilst waiting for his reply. "I came out here because I was actually looking for you..." He sat down next to me, holding out a classic cherry coke can, I slowly grabbed it. Not making eye contact with him at all.
I didn't want him to see how pathetic my face was. I didn't want to unleash all my frustrations and emotions onto him, that would be weird since I barely knew the guy. "Thanks...." I said and opened the can up. Taking a drink. What was I supposed to say? He came at such an awkward moment for me.
He continued to gaze at me, meanwhile I just awkwardly continued to stare at the starry sky, hesitant to say anything to him. "What are you doing out here?" He asked, I turned my head to him, my tears drying now. "Nothing really...just wanted some fresh air." I huffed out, my voice still shaky. "Why'd you want to look for me?" I looked at him, maintaining bad eye contact, He smirked. "I just- I don't really know if you know this, but Garroth-..." That's all I needed to hear before my eyes started to tear up again before he could see I stood up. "I know Garroth doesn't like me Laurance" I awkwardly smiled "I- I mean...Yeah, he doesn't- not like that anyways." "So why are you telling me this?" I crossed my arms, speaking in a hushed voice. "when he left to go get drinks for you guys, Ivy stepped in and like, took him from you. After he got away from her, he couldn't find you, so he wanted me to go look with him and I found you here." "Why'd he ask me to the prom them?" I whispered. I sat back down next to Laurance. "Because, well you know, I like you."
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"..."
"You're kidding, right?"
I laughed, louder than I should've.
"Bet," He said in an enthusiastic sounding tone.
"No- No way that the one and only Laurance Zvahl likes me, no one likes me like that."
"Well you'd be surprised, because I like you like that." He got up and held out his hand to me, I grabbed it, he lifted me up and led me down the stairs of the bleachers. Leading me to the school, but he didn't take me in. He set ourselves to the side.
"What're you doing Laurance?-" "You never gave me a clear answer about if you liked me too- And if you do, I wanted to ask if you would like to go on a date with me...maybe on Saturday?" "I um-" "You don't have to say yes."
"Sure, okay Saturday it is."
He leaned in,
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haha it's in italics again lol
but uhhhhh shiiiiii this is so bad omg
like why did garroth ask her out if Laurance liked her?? wtf was the point omg
also that one part that's just like "tears r the best makeup remover" like ogjtnriogjierofogre wow v aesthetic younger me so cool and poeticcrying at the club rn guys
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Humorvarious unfinished oc-inserts (disguised as x readers) I made when I was younger