Hailee Steinfeld Imagines

The Met Gala 🎊

Hailee's POV
Oh. My. God. No way, no way, no way!

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" I ask my friend Shawn as he walks up to me. He furrows his brows and looks where I'm going.

"You mean...?"

"I'm talking about (Y/N), you idiot! She looks so... mmm!"

"You could've just said that. And the word you're looking for is hot." Shawn teases me as I roll my eyes, still not taking them off of (Y/N). I've always been a fan of (Y/N)'s since her very first movie. It's pretty funny how we go to the Met Gala every year but never meet.

I'm telling you now... there's nothing I'd want than saying hi and possibly exchanging numbers. But I've been too nervous all Gala.

"Wait, hold on. We've got to go up the stairs." Shawn takes my hand and leads me up the Met steps up to where Liza Koshy waits for us with her mic in hand.

"And here we are now with Shawn Mendez and Hailee Steinfeld. Hello, you two! Pleasure seeing you both here!"

"Pleasure to be here, Liza." Shawn smiles as he lets go of my hand seeing as I have no need for support at the moment.

Shawn starts to talk in his interview with Liza when I notice that (Y/N) is close behind me. She seems to be waiting until Shawn wraps up his interview and then mine.

I'm brought out of my thoughts, "Hailee?"

I turn my head back to Liza, who'd apparently been asking me a question this whole time. "I was asking what inspired your look this year."

"Oh, my look. Umm... well, as you can see it's white and bright. I wanted to go for the bright kind of color and tone. Things that shine and all."

"Well, you sure know how to pull it off. Definitely dressed to impress."

"Thank you so much. And yes ma'am, definitely dressed to impress." I say. I'm taking the tiny risk, being intentional.

"Ooooo, I see. I see." My eyes widen as I see (Y/N) out of the corner of my eye. Shawn must've noticed too, because he brings light to the elephant in the room.

(Y/N) currently has her back turned to us, but it's Shawn who obviously turns her around, "(Y/N)'! Hey, there! It's been a while!"

(Y/N) turns around to see Shawn and I along with Liza, "What's up, Shawn? You're right, it's been a minute. How are you?"

"I'm good, just been really busy. By the way, have you met Hailee?" My eyes widen all the more as Shawn smirks out of the corner of my eye.

"Oh, of course. Hi, Hailee."

(Y/N)'s voice is a bit shaky and nervous, or maybe that's just me. I shake it off, nonetheless. "Hi, (Y/N)."

Suddenly, I feel Liza turn her head and back, "Jack, are you getting this?!"

Turns out she's been filming for the Met as well. It's out there... I can see it on the articles and TikTok edits already — 'Hailee Steinfeld and (Y/N) (Y/L/N) being nervous around each other for two minutes straight'.

"And hello to you too, Liza!" (Y/N) laughs as she goes up to Liza and her confident voice comes back again. Damn, she's so hot right now.

"Quite the exchange there, eh?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," a nervous smile appears on (Y/N)'s face as she looks at me. I smile back with the same amount of nervousness.

"Well, we don't want things to end up on weird terms."

"No, we don't."

"So why don't you take Hailee into the Gala as your arm candy?" Shawn chimes in, making my ears perk up. I eye him, but he ignores me.

This dude.

"Shawn was just kid—"

"Actually, why not?" (Y/N) interrupts. I hope I heard that right. I smiles out of happiness, and of course everyone notices.

"What's this... what's this?" Liza taunts, smirking with Shawn. "Haha, I'm just so excited about the gala!"

"That or who you're now going in with?"

"Shawn!" I laugh and lightly hit his chest. He laughs and we all start to walk in after saying a brief farewell to Liza.

Well, I can see it on the tabloids already — Hailee Steinfeld's new beau... (Y/N) (Y/L/N).