Rescued [[Nicola Philippaerts]] #wattys2017

Prom

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A month had passed since the incident and i was getting ready for my prom. Ludo had ordered a limo and both me and Nicola were nervous. We could bring one person with us so I chose to bring Nicola (obviously to show off). Many in school were HUGE fans of the Philippaerts and the prissy bully girls in school were saying how they were gong to date one of the philippaerts one day. Tuff, they're both taken.

I checked my outfit once more in the body length mirror Nicola's mother's bedroom whilst she finished with my hair. She then opened the door and I went down the stairs. Nicola was waiting for me at the front door and looked as handsome as ever.

"Wait a second!" Nicola's mother called and pulled out her phone.

"Here we go." Nicola said and smiled.

"On three. 1, 2, 3!" She said and took the photo.

"Okay. Off you go and have a nice night. Call us half an hour before you leave so the limo can pick you up!" She called after us. We walked out to the limo and climbed in. We watched the countryside wizz by for about an hour before we turned down the road to the school and stopped outside the red carpet. Students looked confused and the two prissy girls started giggling (thinking it was their third member who was in the limo) but when Nicola got out on his side and came round to open the door for me, the two of the three prissy girls faces dropped. The third stumbled up in short heels and her jaw dropped. We had our photo taken and entered the hall where the prom was being held. Whispers of Nicola and I were shared and the teachers smiled and clapped. My form tutor let a tear slip and waved at us. I introduced her to Nicola and then introduced Nicola to some of my friends who couldn't believe we were dating.

"So how did you two begin dating?" Brooke (one of the prissy girls) snapped.

"I realised I loved her when she saved my life." Nicola said and pecked my lips.

We danced and had a couple of drinks (not enough to get drunk) and chatted with other students who were fans. Halfway through the four hour prom, the headteacher stepped up.

"Good evening everyone." She said. "Now as you know, two ballots went around this evening with everyone's names One colour of card was red and that ballot was for Prom King and Prom Queen. The other ballot was green and that ballot was for Prom Prince and Prom Princess. Now, I see very many lovely couples. Chelsea and Nicola, Jazmine and Mike, Giselle and Ryan, Abby and Mark and many, many others but those couples were not together so I am sorry if two strangers are nominated. So can I have a drum roll for prom Princess please." A drumroll sounded as the headteacher opened an envelope. "The prom princess is...Giselle Newman!" I rolled my eyes as the prissy girl swaggered up and sat in the 'Princess throne with her sash and tiara. "The prom prince is...Shang Hunn." One of the jocks. "And now. Prom King is...Drumroll please." We waited for a few seconds before she opened the letter. "Nicola Philippaerts!" She said happily. He was given a crown and a sash also. "The prom queen is...another drumroll...Chelsea Acer!" I smiled and went up. I was also given a crown and a sash and sat next to Nicola whilst teacher and students clapped and took photos.

At the end of the night, the Limo came to pick us up and I was shattered. I laid my head against Nicola's shoulder and closed my eyes. He wrapped an arm around me and kissed my forehead. I sighed in content and yawned tiredly.

"You tired baby girl?" He asked

"Yeah. I want you and my bed." I said tiredly before actually falling asleep.

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When the limo parked up, I thanked the driver and lifted my tired girlfriend up out of her seat. Mum awed at the cuteness and said she'd ask me about it in the morning. I carried Chelsea all the way to our room before laying her on the bed. I slipped her sash off and hung it on a coat hanger. I also took her heels off and unzipped her dress, sliding it off of her body. I then took off her jewlery and found a pair of her pyjama pants and slid them on her legs. I slipped one of my tops onto her torso just as mom came in.

"Oh you've done it." She whispered and smiled.

"Yeah. I'm her boyfriend mom, it's my duty to make her comfortable." I whispered back.

"Okay darling. Goodnight." She whispered again and left the room. I remembered the pins in Chelsea's hair and slipped them out before laying her under the covers. I got in next to her and wrapped my arms around her petite body.

"Goodnight my queen" I whispered and kissed her forehead. I closed my eyes and let myself drift off into a deep and happy sleep holding the girl I love in my arms and protecting her from the dark and shadows. Who knows what we'll do next?

THE END