Dance with me?

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Summary: Y/N and Lizzie are teenagers and Lizzie asks Y/N to the school dance/disco

Pronouns: she/her

Warnings: none

No one's pov

Y/N ambled down the hallways, clutching her books to her chest. Her mind was in a different world as she began to sing to herself melodically.

Lizzie walked just a bit behind her, staring at the girls bright red, high top, converse. She smiled at the girls singing and her stomach fluttered.

She knew what she wanted to say but she didn't know if she had the guts to say it.

"Y/N!" She called out, a bit louder than she meant to, causing the y/h/c haired girl to jump.

"Oh! Sorry didn't mean to startle you", Lizzie rambled apologetically.

Y/N laughed softly and shook her head. "It's okay Lizzie, I was in a world of my own, it's a very pretty world".

Lizzie smiled internally at the Y/N's quirkiness. She found it adorable.

"I'm sorry was there something you needed?"Y/N asked, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet.

Lizzie blushed before looking down at her shoes. "Um yes actually", she cleared her throat, "I was uh wondering if maybe you would like to go to the spring dance with me?" She said quietly, scuffing her shoes along the ground.

Although she spoke quietly, Y/N understood every single word of it.

The books fell out of Y/N's arms, which made Lizzie's head shoot up. She didn't have much time to process what just happened before she was engulfed in a hug. She wrapped her arms around the female and inhaled, taking in her fresh aroma.

"Of course I will Lizzie", she whispered in her ear.

Lizzie smiled and blushed, burying her face in the crook of Y/N's neck.

a/n

I'm back hoes!

No one cares tho because no one missed me 🐜🦟🐜🦟

Word count: 287

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