homecoming wreck

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(A/n writing this based off of some events that happened at my first homecoming dance)

Y/n's pov

Me and my mom where on our way to the school for our homecoming dance, "how dissapointed would you be if everyone showed up in dresses?" My mom asked, the reason she asked this was because I chose to wear an all black suit instead of a tight uncomfy dress. "Mom, I don't care whether everyone wears a dress or not." I replied. I really did not care what I wore as long as I was comfy. After a while my mom dropped me off after one last picture. I didn't exactly have a date for the dance but me and my friends were going. I started looking around for one of my friends, come to find out the she wasn't here yet. I waited for a bit then saw her walk around the corner.

"Bsf/n!" I squealed.
We hugged and were so excited for this. I turned around and saw a boy that I liked, a lot. His name was Aidan. "Hey focus y/n." Bsf/n said drawing me back to reality.

He smiled at me. My friends dragged me inside excited and we were the first ones in line. As we entered the cafeteria we saw a Dj, and a lot of colorful lights. The tables were decorated with Disney characters and colorful table cloths. Students started to fill the room, and music was blasted so loud you could feel the base in your chest. Me and my friends danced for while, but then the room started to get really warm so I stepped out to cool off.

It wasn't too long before I saw Aidan stepping out for the same reason. "Hey, your y/n right?" Questioned Aidan. I was caught off guard at the fact he knew my name. "Uh, yeah, thats me." I replied shyly. "I thought so, I saw you dancing with your friends, you looked like you were having a good time." Aidan stated. "I was." I answered. "Whats wrong?" He asked. To be very clear I was having a good time, it was a very certain song that I couldn't stick around for.

Flashback

Me and my dad were never super close, he lived in another state while I lived with my mom, and he barely even called. He would always say he missed us and that we would call more but, I got tired of me always being the one to call first.

At some point I set up a boundary that I wouldn't be the first to call my dad, if he wanted to talk to me he would have to call me first...












...He never did...

















Don't get me wrong I missed him all the time but, he never put in the work to keep in contact with us. Sometimes certain reminders of him make me wanna cry or I feel like having an anxiety attack.

I was visiting my dad one summer and we were in the car listening to music when one song called something in the orange came on. We both lipsynced to it a bit but after a while when I left, I cried to it all the time. So I didn't listen to it again.

End flashback

"Just tired right now." I answered Aidan. He nodded and saw the complete blankness of my face. "Ok, stop lying I can see somethings wrong." He insisted. I turn my head, "I'm fine." I stated. "No, your not, you may not know me all that well but, you can talk to me if you want." He reassured.  "I don't like this song, and I really am tired, its way too hot in that goddamn cafeteria." I stated. I chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, it is really warm in there, and I understand you don"t like the song but can I ask why?" He questioned. "Maybe if I get to know you more." I smiled.
He smiled as well, and stood up. He reached out "may I have this dance?" He asked. I blushed and was hesitant, but I took his hand. We both walked back into the dance and started to slow dance together. I looked down nervous to make eye contact.

Aidan lifted my chin. "Y/n are you nervous?" He asked. "My face turned red. "Wha-pfft no, wha- why would I ve nervous have." I said.

"Thats a fat ass lie y/n" replied one of my friends. Aidan laughed and pulled me closer. I blushed and wrapped my arms around his neck slightly. "Hiw come out of all the other girls you chose me to dance with?" I asked. Aidan was hesitant for a second then spoke. "Because I like you." He said.

(Just for creativity I'm leaving it on a cliff hanger also my home coming was 9/21/24 so this is kinda late)

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