Random Imagines

Crush Imagine: Prom

Y/n's POV

  This was it. Prom night. I didn't have a date of course though. I was going in a group of friends. But, that didn't make it any less exciting and nerve-racking. I was wearing a red off the shoulder floor length gown. I loved wearing red, because it brought out my eyes and hair, I had done my hair in a little updo. It was in a perfect messy but also classy bun with the hairs framing my face pulled out and curled. I was wearing just the right amount of make-up. After doing a few last minute touches to my hair and makeup, I was off to the living room.

  When I get there my two best friends y/bff/n and y/bff2/n were waiting for me. They were wearing similar dresses just in different styles and color.  My mom does the whole picture thing and then we're on our way to the venue.

  When we get there we can hear the music from outside the doors, once we walk in there's at least half of our class here already. So, roughly 80 students. There's a really hype song playing when we enter so, instinctively we go straight for the dance floor. We dance terribly until the song ends and Niall Horan's This Town comes on. Everyone immediately goes to find a partner while I try to shrink into the wall.

I'm too much of a shy person to ask to dance or even wait for someone to ask me. Y/bff/n goes onto the dance floor to find a partner, when she's stopped by someone. No. Not just someone, I realize. She was stopped by C/n, I hadn't noticed he was standing there. Has he been there the entire time? Oh my god. Is he going to ask her to dance? I can't watch this. He asks her a question and she looks back at me then answers and walks further onto the floor. He looks at me and walks my direction, smirking.  I tried to shrink even more but, failed. He finally made his way to me, "Y/n." He said. "C/n" I replied. He smiled so big, his cute dimples showing. "Will you dance with me?" What? He asked me?
"Sure."

 I couldnt't wrap my thoughts around the fact he asked me. This was crazy. We made our way to the dance floor, upon arriving we turn so that we're facing each other. For a minute I forget how to slow dance and C/n has to place my hands in the correct spots, lifting my left hand to his mirroring shoulder as he slides his left arm around my waist, taking my small right hand in his much larger one and we start to sway to the beat. 

We stay this way for a few seconds, just enjoying each others presence. I was lost in my thoughts when C/n spoke, "How did you manage to end up without a date?" I guess I must've made a face because he quickly followed with, "I just assumed you'd have a date." He looked away almost as if he was embarrassed by the question. "Well, it's not as easy as it may seem to get a date, I didn't even really want to come but y/bff/n and y/bff2/n forced me to come." I laughed. "I thought you already had a date." He mumbled as if he were saying it to himself. He quickly recovered as if he'd never said it and kept dancing. 

The song was nearing it's end when C/n said "If i'd known you didn't have a date, I would've asked you. You know that right?" Of course I knew that, but he would've wanted to come as friends, it just didn't seem right that i'd look at it as a date and he wouldn't. "Yea, I know it's just y/bff/n and y/bff2/n really wanted to come as a group so, I caved."  He looked at me for a second, and just when I thought he was about to say something, the song ended and everyone parted.