gxg- Never Gonna Happen. (Regina George x reader) - Renee Rapp

Prom night

As Regina and I were about to leave, Cady burst into the bathroom, her face flushed with excitement. She was dressed in her mathlete uniform, proudly wearing a gold medal around her neck—the symbol of her victory in the competition.

"Cady, what are you doing here?" I exclaimed, surprised to see my sister in such a place and at such a time.

she beamed with pride as she held up her medal for us to see. "I won!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with jubilation. "I can't believe it, but I won the math competition!" "That's great sis" I beam at her, and it then goes eerily quiet. 

"you look nice Regina," Cady said breaking the ice since they hadn't talked since Regina got hit by the bus 

 "I'm wearing a corrective neck collar" Regina replied.

 "Regina" I said looking at her, indicating that she should lighten her tone, but Cady was quick to keep talking. "I'm sorry about the bus, I feel like it's all my fault" she announced

"enough it's not your fault, don't apologise for things that aren't your fault" Regina shook her head at her. Was this it was my sister and my girlfri- oh I mean I Never asked her, are we?

"look I know I need to change",  Regina's words hung in the air, weighted with sincerity and a hint of vulnerability. As she reached for my hand, a rush of warmth flooded through me, her touch grounding me in the moment. I met her gaze, seeing the determination and resolve reflected in her eyes, and I couldn't help but return her smile.

"I need to be better for us," Regina said, her voice soft yet resolute, her words echoing with promise. In that moment, I felt a surge of hope and optimism wash over me, 

Finally, my god," Cady's voice broke the moment, punctuating the air with a mixture of playful exasperation and genuine happiness. Her smile was infectious, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at her words.

"Yeah, it's about time," I replied with a chuckle, my heart swelling with gratitude for the support of my sister. Anyways, who's ready to dance?" I exclaimed, breaking the emotional tension with a light-hearted tone. It was time to shift gears, to immerse ourselves in the joy and celebration of the prom.

Regina's eyes sparkled with newfound excitement, and Cady grinned eagerly, her enthusiasm infectious. With a shared nod and a collective sense of anticipation, we made our way to the dance floor, ready to let loose and make the most of the night ahead.

As we stepped out onto the dance floor, a wave of nerves washed over me. What if Regina didn't want anyone to know about us? What if she wanted to keep our relationship private, at least for the evening? The thought gnawed at me, threatening to dampen the excitement of the moment.

Regina turned to me. "are you okay"? her gaze lingered,  eyes searching mine with a hint of

"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, hoping she couldn't see through the facade.

 concern. "Are you sure?" she pressed, her tone gentle yet insistent.

I hesitated for a moment, grappling with the urge to confide in her, to share my fears and uncertainties. But then, I remembered her earlier words of reassurance.

 "it just us dancing, other people seeing, not sure if you would want that, us close together in erm front of everyone, I stutter out. 

 "Fuck 'em," she declared, her voice brimming with confidence. I couldn't help but laugh at her, as my mind went somewhere else.

"Not like that," she added with a playful roll of her eyes, her hand reaching out to lightly swat my arm. But then, in the next moment, she pulled me close, her arms enveloping me in a comforting embrace. "You're only mine, you got that?" she murmured, her voice soft yet possessive.

Her words sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a spark of desire deep within me. I nodded, unable to tear my gaze away from hers, lost in the intensity. "I'm all yours," I whispered, my voice barely above a breath. "Always."

As the candidates for prom queen were called to the stage, it was no surprise when Regina's name was announced, her presence commanding attention as she made her way to the front. I watched from the audience, a swell of pride rising within me as I admired her grace and poise.

Regina stood tall and confident, a radiant smile gracing her lips as she greeted the crowd. Her eyes scanned the room, locking briefly with mine before returning to the stage. In that moment, I felt a surge of admiration for her strength and resilience, for the way she carried herself with unwavering confidence despite everything she had been through.

As the prom queen nominees stood side by side, awaiting the final announcement, Regina's eyes found mine once again, a silent exchange passing between us. In that brief moment of connection, I felt a rush of emotion wash over me—pride, love, and an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the woman standing before me.

And then, to my surprise, the winner was Cady?

A chorus of cheers erupted throughout the room as Cady made her way to the stage, a look of shock and disbelief on her face.

Cady's voice rang out confidently over the crowd, her words carrying a mixture of determination and vulnerability. "I know some people only voted for me because they think I pushed someone in front of a bus," she began, her tone resolute yet tinged with sadness.

A murmur of uncertainty rippled through the room as her words sunk in, the weight of the accusation hanging heavy in the air. I glanced around nervously, aware of the lingering suspicion that had followed Cady ever since the accident.

"But what is my fault is the way that I treated my friends," Cady confessed, her words carrying the weight of her regret. "I let fear and insecurity cloud my judgment, and I pushed away the people who mattered most to me. And for that, I am truly sorry."

The principal's interruption broke the solemn moment, reminding us of the formalities of the event. "You know it's not required to make a speech, right?"

Cady nodded, acknowledging his remark  "Right, almost done, sorry."

"I feel like everyone looks like royalty here tonight," she announced, her voice soft yet resolute. Her words shifted the mood in the room, drawing attention away from the past and toward the celebration unfolding before us.

Cady's bold move earned a collective gasp from the crowd as she snapped the crown in half, its pieces falling to the floor with a clatter. The room fell silent, stunned by her unexpected action.

"I mean, it's just a chunk of plastic, right?" Cady said, her voice echoing through the room. Her words hung in the air, challenging the notion of superficiality and status that the crown represented.

A murmur of uncertainty rippled through the crowd as they processed Cady's bold statement. Some looked on in shock, while others nodded in agreement, recognizing the deeper message behind her actions.

Cady moved through the crowd, distributing the pieces of the broken crown to different girls, each one receiving a fragment of the once-prized symbol of prom royalty. As she approached Regina, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation.

Regina extended her hand, her eyes fixed on the piece of the crown Cady held out to her. But to her dismay, Regina fumbled the catch, and the piece slipped through her fingers, clattering to the floor at her feet.

A ripple of laughter swept through the room, tinged with sympathy for Regina's misfortune. Despite the mishap, Regina couldn't help but smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"well thanks for that Cady, now lets-" the principal was about too say but  Regina took the mic.

Regina's unexpected interruption silenced the murmurs that had begun to fill the room, all eyes turning to her as she took hold of the mic, her gaze unwavering as it locked with mine.

"I need to say something,"