MARCEL STYLES IMAGINES.

Veronica

I am so sorry it took me so long to get yours up. SO SORRy. xx

Veronica P.O.V.

Tonight was the night, senior prom. I've had my dress and everything picked out and ready for months. My night is going to be Perfect. Well, almost perfect, I don't have a date. I'm the only one out of all my friends who doesn't have a date. At first I was going to go with my boyfriend Jake, but he dumped me a few weeks ago and I just haven't had anyone else ask me. And it's kind of last minute, so I'm not expecting anyone else to ask me, being as prom is in a few hours.

It was finally time, prom, the highlight of every teenagers life. I'm currently in my best friend, Natalie's, car, and we're going to her apartment to get ready, do our hair, makeup and put on our dresses.

Once we get to her place, she basically shoves me out of the car and inside, she's really eager to get ready for some reason, probably excitement. I'm not that excited, being dateless and all.

~an hour later b/c why not~

"Nat, what the hell did you do to my hair? I look like a damn fluffy poodle." I yell at her from the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror, with slight horror. My makeup looks fabulous, I love it. But I've never really liked my hair when it's curled.

"Shut up, you look hot. Probably gonna catch some guys tonight. Especially with that dress of yours." It's true, my dress was beautiful, it's mint green/blue and long with sparkles all over the top. It's gorgeous, but I probably will not getting anything from anyone tonight.

"Whatever, lets get dressed now." I say now coming back into her bedroom to join her.

"You really do look beautiful." She says again.

"You too, thanks for doing my makeup and stuff."

"Yep." she said popping the p. "I'll get dressed in the bathroom, you can get dressed in here." She said grabbing her dress and walking out. I look at my dress again before putting it on, it's really the most beautiful dress I've ever seen.

As soon as I get it on, Nat walks back in the room and gasps at me. "What, does it look that bad?" I ask afraid it looks terrible.

"No, it's perfect, Jake is a jerk, and doesn't know what he's missing out on. Now get your shoes on and lets go have fun." She says, before handing me my black hi-top Converse, and grabbing her black stilettos (idk if I spelled that right). I insisted on wearing converse, because heels are stupid and hurt your feet when you're standing there for hours.

Once we got all our stuff completely ready, we once again got back into her car, and drove to the site where they were holding the prom.

As soon as we got in there Natalie was ripped away from me by her boyfriend, who I don't like. And I was alone, Just like I thought I'd be, standing awkwardly by the wall. I stand there for a while before deciding on finding an empty table to sit at, which wasn't hard considering everyone was dancing with their dates.

I've been sitting here for about twenty minutes when someone decided to sit down next to me, I look up to see a Nerdy looking boy from one of my classes, Marcel.

"Hello?" I say, which might have been slightly rude to him. Not meaning to be.

"Erm, Hi, I-uh... I'm Marcel." He says, kind of stuttering and stumbling over his words multiple times.

"Im Veronica." I say being nicer this time.

"I know who you are- I mean not f-freaky, we uh we have classes together and stuff. Um sorry."

"I know, it's ok. So not to be rude or anything." i say pausing. " But what do you want?"

"OH, I was um, well, D-do you want to, maybe, dance. With me?" He asked looking a bit awkward, I mean He is kinda cute in his own little nerdy way. "Oh god that was w-weird wasn't it? we do-don't have to-"

I cut him off before he could finish by saying; "Yes, I would love to dance with you."

He looks shocked that I said yes, but I take his hand and we walk to the dance floor anyway.

"So, Marcel, are you having fun?" I ask him genuinely wanting to know, but also trying to cut the awkward silence. He has his hands on my hips and mine are around his neck, it was a slow song.

"Um, w-well I guess I am now, What about you?"

"Same, this is a lot better than sitting over there all alone. And you're kinda cool." I say truthfully, it is a lot better than being all alone.

"R-Really, you don't think I'm weird? Or annoying? O-or something?" He asked, making this adorable shocked face. Wait, adorable?

"Nah, you're actually really nice to hang out with, so far." I say before feeling someone else's presence behind me.

"Hey babe, what you hangin' out with this freak for?" I knew that voice, it's Jake. By now, Marcel and I have separated from each other, and Jake tries to pull me by my arm.

"Stop Jake, don't touch me." I almost yelled at him, and when he didn't let go, I almost yelled at him again but was cut off by another voice, Marcel.

"She said stop." He said without stuttering, which I found kind of weird, being as he cowered away as soon as he said it.

"What are you gonna do about it, nerd?"

"I-I don't.." Marcel said, his voice trailing off.

"Guys, just stop, okay. F~ck off Jake." I said, trying to sound at least a little bit scary.

"Whatever, I can find any other girl I could want, just watch me," he said, then turned to Marcel before walking away, "Have fun with her, fag."

"mmhm, okay as$hole. Want to have some fun?" I asked giving him wiggly eyebrows, just before busting out into laughter. "Seriously though, Marcel, I really like you, even after only one night."

"Re-really?" I nodded my head at him. "Do you w-want to b-e my girlfriend, o-r maybe not, th-this is kind of rushed, I-um is it hot in here?"

I cut off his rambling by giving him a quick kiss on the lips "No, it's just you Marce." He then pulled me into him for a deep kiss, and man, was he a good kisser. Lets just say the rest of the night was spent with much dancing and kissing.