Crush imagines (fluff)

Bathroom

(A/N: I moved my crush imagines from my "random stories" book to here, so expect a few updates today. These will mainly be in 3rd person POV)

"Hey! Leave her alone!" (C/N) puffed out his chest towards the girl he planned on asking to the prom. She punched his best friend, (Y/N), in the face. Twice.
"But...but..."
"No but's about it." He turned toward (Y/N).
"Let's get you to the bathroom."

He carried her all the way there. She was crying. She was hurt. Her nose was bleeding. Her lower lip was busted. Only a little, though.
He set her down by the bathroom in the new gym. She quickly wiped her tears away as he took a paper towel and gave it to her. She twisted it up and stuck it in her nostril.

"Ok, so...what happened?"
"She kept...picking on me...because I hang out with you... she thinks I like you... and that I'm trying to make her jealous...when I was just helping you..."

"I know you were helping me. What happened next?"
"I tried ignoring her...but then she came up to me and just punched me." She sniffed and more tears started streaming down her face. He wiped them away.

"I hate it when I see people cry."
"I know." She waved his hand away and started wiping her tears with another paper towel.

"How much does it hurt?"
"A lot." She smiled a little. It hurt her lip, so she stopped and quivered her lip a little.

"I never knew she could be so mean."
"Me neither."
They stayed silent for a moment.

"So...are you still asking her to the prom?"

"No..."

"You don't seem too sure about it."

"I'm just a little nervous right now."

"About what?"

(C/N) blushed. "Nothing..."
She nodded and looked away.

"You're not dating anyone...are you?" He asked softly.

"No."

"Has anyone asked you to go to prom with them?"

"One person, but i said no."

"...You remember when that girl punched you?"

She giggled. "That was ten minutes ago!"

He chuckled. "I think I never realized until now that i'm in love with you."

She stopped giggling and looked up at him. She noticed the blood stains on the shoulder of his shirt.
He was looking back at her, with his cheeks a rosy pink just like they used to be.

"...will you go to prom with me?"
The words she never thought he would say to her.

"...yes."