Angel in a Bandana•afi

12

+Grace's P.O.V+

I arrived at the lake an hour later than what I planned. I hope Michael is occupying himself while I take forever.

My nails got messed up so I had to redo them. Then my hair took at least another hour. And I carefully put my dress on, which took about three minutes. Don't even get me started on my make up.

I start to weave in and out of the large student body at the lake.

"Oh my god, look at her dress." I hear someone say.

"You look gorgeous, Grace." My friend Scarlett says.

"Thank you." I say quickly before scurrying further towards the lake.

Instead of looking for Michael, I see Ashton. Wearing a nice tux and a purple bandana.

"Excuse me." I say quietly and tap his shoulder.

"Yeah-holy fuck." Ashton curses as he looks at me. He takes a step back and looks me over.

"Hey Ashton." I smile and look at him.

He doesn't respond, just stands there. Looking at me in awe. His mouth still agape.

"Say something." I beg him.

"You look fucking gorgeous." He says.

"Thank you. This was a fortune." I giggle.

"Nothing is more valuable than you." He smiles, a small blush rising on his cheeks.

"Ashton." I giggle again.

"Sorry. Oh, Michael is over there if you're looking for him." He says.

"Oh, ok. Thanks." I say and make my way towards him.

"Holy shit Grace. You look hot, babe." He smirks.

"Thanks Michael." I say and roll my eyes.

He pulls me towards him and whispers in my ear.

"Maybe afterwards, I can see what you're wearing underneath that dress. And we can have some fun." He winks.

"Ugh, maybe." I smile.

He presses a light kiss to my cheek before we start taking pictures.

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Most of the music is upbeat and fun. I've been having a great time. Morgan looks beautiful in her dress. And Ashton looks dashing. Even in his purple bandana.

"Ok, I'm gonna slow things down a bit. Grab your girls, men." The DJ announces.

I look around for Michael but can't see him anywhere. When suddenly, there's a tap on my shoulder.

Turning around, I see Ashton.

"Care to dance?" He asks.

"I'd love to." I blush and take his hand.

He pulls me towards the dance floor. We stare at each other for a few minutes before I put my arms around his neck. Ashton hesitantly puts his hands at my waist.

"How's your night been?" Ashton asks.

"Ok, Michael hasn't been around that much." I sigh.

"He's a jerk." Ashton says.

"Well he's just been with a bunch of other guys. I don't really mind." I shrug.

"So, have you guys danced together at all tonight?"

"No, I've never been able to find him."

"Well he's been missing a lot of fun with an amazing girl."