Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Carrie x Male!reader (part 5)

(I warn thee fellow readers. For I, the mighty sleepwalker haveth no god damned clue how proms work)

It's here! The prom night! Or, more like day at the moment... Carrie went back into her house very early in the morning, so she wouldn't get yelled at. You quickly dressed into your school clothes, getting breakfast and walking in front of the White's house. There, you waited for your soon-to-be prom queen to arrive. She soon walked out, pissed as usual. Her mother stood in the doorway, looking as angry at her as ever. Ah yes, a good argument between the two of the same blood to start the day off right. Miss White's eyes darted from her daughter to you. She was even angrier to see that Carrie grabbed you by your hand. Just stuffing it in her mother's face...
Her mother inhaled sharply, wanting to yell again, but Carrie focused on the doors, closing them in her face. She soon started leading you away with a smile on her face.

"You're not scared of getting locked? Or yelled at?" You asked, throwing your heavy bag up a bit more. Carrie, who was still holding your hand, answered simply "No. Not anymore" she looked at you, smiling. You continued your walk to school. You arrived, changed clothes and went to class. Of course everyone was talking about the prom. Maybe even a bit too much... It felt like everyone knew something that you didn't. They spoke in hushed tones whenever you were around and seemed to always stare to your friend. You tried asking your buddy Misha, but she didn't know what was up with this behaviour neighter. You and Carrie just sat down at your desk, trying to not pay attention to this. The day went by so slow. Yet you still couldn't wait for the night. You were really exited to see Carrie in that dress. And she kept cooing on about how exited she is. It was a really nice view, seeing her so exited and happy for once

Finnaly the last bell rang and you all imidiately got up and ran to your lockers. You and Carrie took your sweet time. Carrie never really liked to be stuffed so close near other students at the lockers and neighter did you. "Sooo...You...exited?" Carrie peeped with a tiny smile. She felt like a bomb. A happiness bomb. It's like when you put a mentos in a coke. She was gonna explode the second you ask her if she's exited too. "Yeah, I guess I am. I suppose it's not gonna be bad" you replied with a smile. "What 'bout you? Exited?" Carrie squeaked loudly with her mouth closed, jumping up and down a little. "I am so so so exited! I got everything I've ever wanted! Right there! Your mom gave me a dress, I'm going with the cutest boy I've ever seen-" she seemed to get just a little stuck at those words. "I-It's gonna be great!" She thought you were cute.. she really did...

You took your clothes, boots, jackets and rushed to go home. You had to get dressed and prepared in time!

"Mom! Mooom!!" You yelled as you shut the door behind you. "What's up?" She yelled from the living room. "I-I don't know how to dance! I'm gonna be a mess there!" You threw your bag down, running to the living room, still in your shoes. "Well first things first you're gonna go back and take those of and I'll help ya." She said firmly, closing her newspaper as she pointed to your shoes. Yeah You're probably not gonna dance in sneakers... You went to take off your jacket and footwear, when you returned, you were met with a horrid sight. Or at least to you. Your mom had an evil smirk on her face.
She. Was holding. A suit.

Lord protect us.

When she finnaly got you dressed into the thing, it was very much getting dark outside. Almost in time for the prom. "Alright my guy..." She said as she walked circles around you, scanning you up and down. She then walked over to the player, putting a round, black desk in. Slow music started playing. "Alright, now what'cha wanna do is... Put your hands on the sides of me" she said, grabbing your hands and putting them on her hips. "Mom, seriously?" You hissed at her. "Yes seriously. And now the girl should put her hands on your shoulders. Like this." She said as she did. "Now you just sorta...hang from side to side, see? You got it!" It felt as awkward as it is written. But it was your mom. She was just trying to help, and did a damn good job at it. Before any more complains you could make to her, the doorbell rang. You both turned and she went to get it.

"Hi, miss (Y/l/n). I'm here for the...dress" you heard that voice. That tiny voice of the pale girl...You could see her walk in just for a split moment. Your mom led her upstairs straight away. You were exited to see how she'd turn out.

Carrie's pov
Miss (Y/l/n) led me into a bedroom, presumabely hers and gave me the dress, leaving me alone with it. I stared at it for a couple of seconds. I knew I was catching feelings for (Y/n) but it just felt... right. For once in my damned life, something felt right. I knew he was the one to protect me from all the possible bullshit I may ho through.

I put on the dress and...I actualy looked good. No, not good. I looked great. I never looked like anything that the bullies and mother told me. I, was beautiful... Beautiful prom queen

Miss (Y/l/n) walked in, tearing up a tiny bit at my look. She was happy every time Id come over. But she must've been at the edge of her seat since this morning. "Alright baby girl... Let's get you to your date" she said, her voice shaking just a little bit as she brought me down the stairs, where (Y/n) was waiting. He had a black suit on, with a black inside. Something a guy would wear quite normaly for this occasion but god...It didn't look bad on him at all...

Normal pov
It was... new. You've never seen Carrie in a dress, nor even looking so happy. It was so adorible seeing her...This way. She walked down the stairs, smiling at you. "Do I look...acceptable?" She made that adorible giggle of hers."You know that you'd look the best in anything to me..." You sighed. She looked down with a blush, it w-
"Alright Alright you lovebirds let's get you over there before I get diabetes" your mom stomped to get her car keys and her coat. You and Carrie just smiled at each other and went for the night

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