The dance

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Ivy's pov
It was the day of the dance. I got ready by putting on my dress, doing my hair, and doing my makeup. I didn't know what was going to happen so I was scared because if I tell him I didn't like him like that I feel like i would hurt his feelings. So I went to the dance and it was always because my friends were pressuring me to dance with him and so were his friends. I was kind of mad at my friends for pushing and shoving me towards him.i felt so pressured that if I didn't do everything my friends told me to do the world would end. Then we just called it off because but I felt like I had to show him what I was made of. So me (being the idiot I am) because my hair was falling out took it out and me and my friends were having a good time and I think we were making him feel bad about it. Then one of his friends ran by us and said "Dean loves you." Couple minutes later Dean runs out the door embarrassed and then the dance end and I go to sleep thinking about it all night and what would have happened if I said no?

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