Why Don't We imagines

Daniel < 7

         < Reunions <

    You look up at the banner with a feeling of dread.  Knots tied in your stomach at the thought of going in.

     It was the day of your 10 year high school reunion, and you did not want to go in.

    " Don't worry, baby. You'll do great." You hear your husband minute behind you. He wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your head.

    " But she is in there." You mumble.

    " Well you are so much better than her." He dismisses.

     You bite your lip, still staring at the sign. The She you were referring to was your old high school best friend, Taylor Yardley. Taylor had always made you the sidekick and put you down. She was the popular one, you were the puppy following her. Then, on senior prom night, Taylor's date- Drew,had kissed you, which Taylor saw, and she made your life living hell. She made nobody like you or want to hang out with all the while pointing out every imperfection you had. After graduation, you flew off the radar just to avoid EVERYONE from high school.

     " Remember, me and the guys will be right behind you, just make your entrance first." He sighed before he released you.

    You look back at your husband with pleading eyes. You so didn't want to go in there. His green eyes sparkled. He nodded for you to go and you did so, but begrudgingly.

    You open the door, your hear thundering as you see several people you know. They seemed to not recognize you, probably because you had changed so much in the past decade.

   In high school, your hair was always bushy and tangled and your skin has several blemished. Your face was pudgy - so were you- but the worst thing was your teeth. You had beaver teeth.

    Now, our hair was sleek and cascaded into honey blonde natural curls. Your skin was like porcelain, your face was soft and not pudgy, and you were as thin as a model ( a healthy one ).

     You walk over to the bar and order a martini. Taking a hefty sip, you heard a gasp from behind you.

    " Y/N?"

   You turn around to see Taylor, and she looks more stunning than ever. She had the perfect body, boobs, butt, and hair!

    " Taylor!" You say, trying to sound excited. You give her a wide smile.

     " Omg! It's been too long!" She gives you a tight hug and tight smile.

     " It has! How are you?"

     " Great. I have a darling two year old daughter and a super hot shot surgeon of a husband." She sticks her mega diamond ring in your face.

   " Gosh, that's a huge rock!" You gasp.

    She smirks smugly. " He loves me very much, I couldn't be happier."

   You keep giving her a tight smile as you guys have an awkward stare down. Her eyes glance down to your bare hand and she smirks.

   " I see no one wanted to marry you. I guess no one wants buck toothed bunny beaver." She wickedly cackles.

   Suddenly, the hall goes silent as five guys come in. Everyone's eyes are wide and mouths open. You hide your smile.

    You study Taylor's face and see a flash of excitement in her eyes. She totally forgets about you, making her way over to the guys by the door.

  " Oh my gosh! Hi! Welcome to Merrysouth High School Reunion! I'm happy to show you around." She batted her eyelashes at the guys. The guy in front looked at her blankly.