❝𝙹𝙰𝚅𝙾𝙽 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝚃𝙾𝙽❞

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Tomorrow is the prom, most probably one of the best things to happen at school. All my friends had dates though even though we all promised that we wouldn't have one. Clearly, they were extremely desperate. I had a beautiful dress that i made and i was hoping my friends would wear the matching ones i made for them too...but they wanted to match with their date.

I walked down the hallway, seeing couples around each corner or someone new being asked to prom. Yet i was still alone, maybe prom will end up being fun? Maybe my friends won't completely ditch me? I saw my two best friends walking down the hall with their boyfriends, they glanced at me but immediately looked away, making my heart ache and tears spring to my eyes. I continued walking and suddenly bumped into someone.

"Shit- I'm sorry!" I spoke quickly and looked to see Javon Wanna Walton. He was a nice boy, he's rarely in school though because of his acting career (pretend he goes to school). "Oh, hey Y/n. I was actually looking for...wait, are you okay?" He asked quickly when he noticed me wiping my tears. "What? Yeah, i'm fine." I replied and he took my hand and we sat on the school stairs.

The halls were empty now, it was just Wanna and i.

"Talk to me, Y/n. I won't judge you." He spoke softly. I sighed. "Its just...everyone has a date for prom and has something to look forward too tomorrow but...I don't have anyone to go with and my friends are ignoring me" I explained sadly and Javon rubbed my back. "Actually Y/n...I was gonna ask you to go prom with me..." he informed quietly.

My eyes widened and i looked at him in shock. "Really?" I questioned and he chuckled. "Yeah, it took me awhile because I haven't been at school in a little while and you know...now i'm back, i can ask you so. Y/n L/n, would you like to go to prom with me?" He asked with a grin and i smiled widely. "Of course i would, Javon Wanna Walton" I replied.

He leaned forward to press a gentle kiss on my cheek. "See you tomorrow, beautiful" and with that, he walked off. Leaving me flustered and shocked. IM GOING TO PROM WITH JAVON WANNA WALTON!

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It was the day of the prom, i was in the most beautiful dress ever, I'm actually impressed that i made it myself. I'm sad that i wasted days of my life for my friends dresses but it's okay, they'll be useful another time maybe?

I did my hair and makeup then walked downstairs and my parents gasped at me. "Oh, you look beautiful!" My mum cried, letting out a few tears before pulling me into a hug, my dad kissed my forehead. "What your mother said" he spoke with a soft smile. "Thank you guys!!" I said with a chuckle. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My dad opened the door, revealing Javon in the most gorgeous suit.

I smiled and he gave me a hug, quickly rubbing my back. "You look absolutely gorgeous" he whispered into my ear softly and i smiled even more. "And you look incredibly handsome" I replied and I noticed a blush form on his face. Before we left, my parents took a few pictures of us together. They ended up being incredibly cute and soon after, we left.

Javon actually drove us in his car and when we arrived, we walked in hand and hand, all eyes were on us. Mostly Javon because he's incredibly popular at our school, for obvious reasons. People just used him for fame which i absolutely hated. "Y/N!" My friends yelled, with fake smiles, running up to me. I held Javons hand a little tighter and he gently squeezed mine.

He grinned and dragged me away before my friends reached us. We went onto the dance floor and began dancing, i met some of Wanna's close friends and his twin, Jaden and they were all incredibly sweet. We also went into the photo booth and took some pictures and Javon stared at me. "What?" I laughed and he quickly leaned in and kissed me. I smiled widely and happily kissed back.

When we pulled away, he stared into my eyes. "Y/n, would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asked, i cupped his cheek. "I would love too" I answered before kissing him once more. BEST. NIGHT. EVER.

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