Chandler Riggs imagines - Kids Choice Awards.
                              Your P.O.V.
                              I am supposed to present the best actress' winner. Katelyn Nacon or Hana Hayes or Lauren Cohan or Christian Serratos. A hard choice, right? 
                              "You ready?" Chandler says, making a little jump shaking his hands. 
"Yeah," I take a deep breath and turn my head to him. He looks so handsome, his smocking and red tie happen to look great on him. "You look good," I say, then regret it. I grin and wait for his answer. 
"Yeah, hope its not too much." He says straighting his suit.
"It is not," I smile at him and he smiles back.  
"You guys ready?" Rebecca (my assistant) says, handing us microphones. 
"Yeah, maybe." I say, looking down at the black microphone. How am I supposed to that? I mean, WSC are NOTHING compared to this. This is airing live and a crowd waiting for us! Oh Lord, help me. 
"Yeah, not nervous," Chandler says, rising his sight. The green light appears on his blue eyes, making him look more, more handsome. I smile and turn my head to Rebecca. 
"Don't be nervous. Take your time, wait, breath," she says, moving her arms nervously and fast. 
I nod, practically not understanding a thing. "You ready?" Chandler says, turning his head to me. I nod and turn my head to the big curtain separating the stage from us. 
                              Chandler takes a step closer to me and offers me his arm and turn my head to him. I stare his arm too long, I think, because he moved him a little carefully, trying me to get back to reality. I smile and stick my arm to his. 
                              "Ready?" He says. "Ready," I say breathing heavily when I see the curtain moving so we can get to the stage. I sigh and start to move my feet. We get to the stage and go to the panel. 
                              "Hey! Everybody!" Chandler yells, rising his arms. Everyone yells and gets excited, and, I think, someone yelled "I love you Chandler!"  I smile a little and say: 
                              "Are you ready?!" I yell, getting my face closer to the microphone. Everyone yells and I nod, smiling. 
                              We presented the winner and you know, the one who won gets to the stage and says a few words.
                              "Thank you everybody!" I yell, turning my hole body to the curtain. Chandler stops me "wait," he says. I stare at him confused. 
He grabs my arms and, again, he brings me closer to the microphone. "What are you doing?" I whisper. He nods and smile. "Guys, why would you think if I ask Y/N to be my girlfriend?" He says, still, clinging to my arm. 
I turn my head to him, confused. My eyes start getting crystalized, my sight is blurry. 
"Would you?" He says. "Y/N?" I froze.
                              I nod quickly and lunch myself to his lips. I think it took him off guard because it took a few seconds to him to answer back. He kissed me passionately, clinging to my lips, I unstick out lips and lye my forehead on his. "Yes," I say, licking my lips. 
                              This kiss. Why me? Why now? Didn't he like me? I want him, and I hope, he wants me back. 
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Does this suck? I think it does. 
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