Harry Styles Imagines

55.Prom

Song of this imagine:
Tenerife Sea by Ed Sheeran
Crazier by Taylor Swift

I put on my black gown with baby pink outlines at the ends, I look at the mirror and smiled, its our prom night. I somehow hate it, because it means its our last three months together in highschool, I'll miss a lot of things like my best friends, my teachers, the school, specially Harry. He's my boyfriend for two years now and now we'll be going separate ways. After our graduation, I will be going in Boston to study in Harvard and Harry will be staying here in London for college. I don't wanna end our relationship because of the stupid distance between us but sometimes the thought of long distance relationship can tear us apart. I do trust him but a lot of what if's crosses my mind and I'm afraid it would shatter us. I was snapped out of my thought by the knock on my door then my mom entered.

"Y/N, Harry's here are you ready?" Mom asked. "Are you okay?" She must've noticed the look on my face. "What's wrong, honey?"

"Nothing, I'm just thinking of something?" I said putting on my black pumps.

"About?" She asked worriedly.

"About Harry and I." I shrugged.

"What about you two? You guys look perfectly fine." She said.

"Yeah, maybe we look perfect right now but how about five or six months from now?"

"What do you mean?"

"When I moved in Boston and left Harry here, we're miles and miles away from each other." I furrowed my brows looking at the mirror.

"Oh my," mom chuckled and I frowned at her. "If you really love him, you'll give him all your trust, its okay to be hurt, honey, its part of life but you both need to talk." She said fixing my gown, mothers really does knows best.

"Thanks mom." I mumbled hugging her.

"You're growing to fast, I'm not yet ready." She smiled pulling away. "Now go downstairs before your dad melt Harry with his intense gaze." Mom said and led me to where the gentlemen are.

I walk slowly, making sure I won't trip or step on my beautiful gown. I look at Harry when I was on my final step, his jaw dropped and he stared at me up and down. I waved my hand in front of his face and he's snapped out of his daze though he still looked amused.

"You're... Wow." He said when he couldn't make a proper sentence and I chuckled at him.

"You look very beautiful," my dad said, he too held an amused like Harry's. "My baby girl." He looked at my mom and my mom nods her head.

"As much as I wanna see those faces from you guys I believe we need to go or we'll be late." I said.

"Wait, I need to take picture!" Mom said and grabbed her camera in the coffee table. "Smile!" And we smiled, Harry's hand slid in my waist and I leaned my head in his shoulder.

"Here also mom." I handed my Polaroid to her and she took picture.

"Let's go?" Harry asked and I nod.

He held my hand then he led me to his car when we bid our goodbyes to my parents. Of course as a gentlemen he opened the door for me and once I got inside he jogged to the driver's seat.

"Are we ready to go?" He asked.

"Yeah." I nod and he held my hand, the other on the steering wheel.

The drive is quiet. I kept looking at the outside of the window though I feel him glance at me every once in a while. His hand caressing mine while I held his tighter.