[summer nights] ~ 4freakshow imagines and preferences

don't know much ~ hamzah

hope you enjoy idkwhattomakemyuseri !
this is kinda like an au, cause like i know chase wouldn't go to his school, but just go with it.

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"i can't just ask her out," hamzah closes his locker just to look at chase with furrowed eyebrows. "she'll think i'm crazy."

chase rolls his eyes, looking over at y/n. the girl was just standing at her locker, laughing with her friends. "she's not the type of girl to judge someone like that. she's really nice, just give it a shot."

"she's not just nice," hamzah mumbles. "she's perfect."

chase let out a strangled noise, frustrated with hamzah's cheesiness. "look, it's simple, just go up to her, open your mouth, then ask. i don't want to hear you ramble on about your love for her anymore, it's getting boring."

"what if she says no?" hamzah asks, genuinely worried. chase looks at him with an exaggerated smile, giving him a thumbs up.

"then i'll have something to laugh about, now go." chase pushes hamzah in y/n's direction, ushering him to go up to you. hamzah gulps as he glanced back at a seemingly bored chase. so much for wingman, huh?

hamzah takes a deep breath, approaching y/n and her friends in a slow stride, "hey y/n."

"oh, hamzah!" y/n's friends take the sign, and start to walk off to their first period class, leaving y/n and hamzah alone. "hey, how are you?"

"i'm good- great, i guess you can say i'm grood," he almost face palms himself when he says that, looking away with a blush coating his cheeks. from afar, chase pulls a face, walking off to avoid anymore second hand embarrassment. "sorry, that was so stupid-"

he cuts himself off when he hears y/n's angelic laugh, and he can't help but smile at the sound. "no, don't worry, i thought it was funny. i'm just curious as to why you're here? not that i mind or anything."

he takes a deep breath, this was the perfect opportunity. "i just wanted to ask you if..." he closes his eyes for a moment, preparing himself. "if you can help me with my algebra homework."

he mentally groans to himself. why could he just mutter out the words. why did y/n have to make him so nervous.

"of course," she smiles at him, closing her locker door, "you can come over to mine tonight if you want. you seem cool, so it'll be fun, and we can always order some food if we get hungry."

upon hearing that, hamzah's heart skipped a beat in his chest. he just knew he had to ask her, there was no more escaping it. "ok, look, that's not exactly wanted to ask," y/n raises an eyebrow at him, encouraging him to continue, "i don't know much, and i especially don't know much in algebra, but i do know that you're one of a kind. and i, well, i'd really like if i could take you out? like on a date? you obviously don't have to say yes, it's just-"

"i'd love to, hamzah," y/n cuts him off, a smile growing on her face. "we can still do tonight if you want."

he almost bounces for joy, and he grins down at her. "yes, of course, i'll make sure you don't regret it."

he goes to run off, but y/n wraps her fingers around his wrist. "wait, i should probably give you my number so i can text you the address."

he nods, once again blushing at his irrational actions. he passes her his phone, still bewildered by what was happening. he just couldn't register the fact that y/n actually said yes.

"alright, i'll see you later," y/n whispers, giving hamzah his phone back. he nods his head, running off to go find chase.

he claps his hands together and then fist bumps the air, ignoring all the questioning gazes that were sent by random students, as he was just so happy that he had finally asked y/n out.