101 Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines

Asking Her

Asking HerThomas PovI watch her walking in the rain. Her long strawberry blond hair is dampening by the second. She flips it over her shoulder and I watch as the wet hair sticks to her neck. Her bangs were flying in the wind as she continues to walk through the blasting weather. I slow my car as I approach her. I roll my window down, feeling a trickle of water fall on me. "Hey, (Y/N), you want a ride?" I yell to her. I watch (Y/N)'s head whip in my direction. I think I frightened her. A blank expression comes to her face as she stutters."Umm... Uh... Sure..." she finally spits out. I chuckle under my breath at her response. Then I motion for her to get in. She jogs over to the passenger side of the car. (Y/N) gets in and I stare at her. Her long strawberry blond hair drips down her back and her face. I try to look away, but she's so mesmerizing. Then when (Y/N) turns to me, I look away fast and awkwardly. I start to drive. "Where to?" I ask, casually, not taking my eyes off the road. "Umm... 303 Water Street..." (Y/N) tells me, quietly. I nod then turn at the stop sign. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her trying to dry her hair without getting my car wet. I turn to her and chuckle again. She looks back at me, dumbfounded at first, then she starts to laugh as well. "Here," I say as I take my jacket off at next the stop sign and hand it to her. Again she looks a little dumbfounded, then she accepts it. I watch as she lays it across her now shivering body. I turn once more and then I could see the Water Street sign in the distance. Shoot. I gotta ask her. "So, umm... Are you going to prom?" I ask her. She looks at me with her head cocked to the side, a confused look plastered on her face. Then (Y/N) just shrugs. "I don't know. Nobody has asked me, but I might just go by myself." she explains. I nod along, looking back at the road. "Well, would you say yes if someone asked you?" I ask her, still not making eye contact. I glance at her and see a small smile beginning to form on her face. "I guess it depends on who it is..." (Y/N) tells me. I hear the confidence in her voice rising as she speaks. "Like if you asked me, I'd say yes," (Y/N) finishes. That sentence almost makes me run the stop sign in front of us. I quickly stomp on the break then turn to (Y/N). "Well, then I guess there's only one thing to say then..." I paused, taking a deep breath then I continue. "Would you like to go to prom with me (Y/N)?" I ask her and this time I'm staring into her perfectly turquoise eyes. I didn't notice this before, but she has specks of green in her eyes. It makes her eyes look mysterious and curious. Then I felt a hand grip mine. I blinked a couple times before looking down at her hand intertwined with my own. A smile played on my lips. "Of course I would," she whispered before leaning over and touching her lips against my cheek. I freeze. My entire body stops working. My face turns hot and red. (Y/N) giggles before she opens the car door and steps out. Then I watch her walk up to her front step. She turns and waves once more before walking into her red and white house. I let out a sigh of relief. "Yes!" I shout and I pump my fists in the air. I glance one more time at her house and see her laughing in the window. Crap! She saw me. I slump down in my chair, embarrassed. Then I wave before driving away. A smile plastered on my face.