evan peters preferences & imagines

prom night - tate langdon

Tonight was prom. And the mysterious boy Tate asked you to be his date, of course you obliged because I had the biggest crush on him.

My dress was delivered and it was absolutely beautiful. Black with no straps, a little ruffle at the ends and your converse to top it off with. I carefully slid on the dress and put my converse on.

I plugged up my curling iron and began to loosely curl the ends of my hair. Tate immediately wanted my dress to be black since that's all he wore. Something about him only drew you closer to him.

Your hair was in a bun and the loose hairs were curled. Your makeup wasn't that much, just a little bit of powdered foundation, smokey eye shadow and black lipstick.

It was 7 PM when Tate knocked on your door. His eyes widened as soon as he saw you in your dress. He smiled in awe at your dress and handed you the black rose corsage.

He laced his hand with yours and leaded you to his black car which looked really nice and a big price on it. Tate wasn't rich at all but his father left him a bit of money when he left him at the age of six.

The car ride was filled with the tunes of the radio playing. Your cheeks were heating up because Tate looked absolutely handsome in his black and white suit.

As soon as we arrived, Tate came to the side of the car and helped me out. I draped my arm around his waist and walked inside of the building. The theme they picked was Monte Carlo but you never liked the themes they put on.

The photographers asked you and Tate to get a picture. You put your hand on Tate's chest and the camera went off. They printed off 2 pictures one for you and one for Tate.

"You look gorgeous tonight, Murphy. " he said in awe

"You don't look bad yourself, Langdon." you replied back as a slow song came on and Tate instantly began to dance with you.

At the ending of the song, Tate firmly pressed his lips against yours. Your lips felt numb and your legs became jello.

"Will you be my girlfriend, Chelsea?" he asked.

"Yes, Tate. I would." I smiled at him.

This was the night you hoped for.