( Lonely Hearts Club )
[ Y/n ]
I sat on my porch, waiting for Trevor to show up. He arrived ten minutes early and I got up, rushing to his car.
"Why're you out here?" He asked as I got in. "I wanted to see you!" I exclaimed, hugging him. He laughed and hugged me back returning the love.
"You look beautiful." I thanked him and we drove off towards school.
Trevor was wearing a suit and he looked, adorable. "How many dances have you been to?" I asked. Trevor shrugged and hummed. "Like... Two or whatever."
I nodded and looked forward. "Trevor... You look so cute. Can I take a picture when we get out?"
He let out a long sigh and turned to look at me. "Only if I can take a picture of you." I nodded and he smiled.
We got to the dance and as you'd expect, it was very underwhelming. Trevor and I spent most our time on the bleachers, laughing at the kids below.
Eventually a slow song came on and I did want to slow dance with him. Trevor agreed and we went to the dance floor.
We started to slow dance, my hands just barely reaching his shoulders.
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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ✦ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐬
Random- Just a place for me to drop my unfinished works to keep my books clean so I don't get anxiety just by looking at it. The majority of these will not be finished, sorry ;((
