One Direction One Shots

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27. Harry and Ashlyn- Prom-posal

I guess you could say that I am normal. So normal in fact that I am one of those few girls, who has not been kissed... at the age of 18. It’s a tragedy I know, but I tend to roll with it. Anyways, grad is just a few months away, and every single all that anyone can talk about is their grad dates; and every day I walk the halls seeing every last girl be individually singled out, serenaded to, and given a bouquet of flowers... except me. I’m not alone, there are other girls going stag too but it’s doesn’t exactly make me feel peachy knowing my best guy friend is asking someone other than me.

I am a true romantic in every aspect of the word; fantasizing all day, every day about the impossible world of romance that I am never able to be a part of. This year, I hope it will change... but then again I hope for that every year.

The hallways resounded with obnoxious teenagers trying to shove their way to next period. I kept my gaze ahead of me when my best friend Clare caught up to me.

                “Ashlyn! Guess what?” she squealed ecstatically in my ear. I smiled brightly in her direction.

                “Good to see you too...” I chuckled, “what’s up?”

                “GUESS who just got asked to Grad?” She quizzed me.

                “I’m not guessing...”

                “Carter just asked Allison! With flowers and everything! It was totally perfect,” she smiled.

                “Hey that’s great news,” I tried to sound optimistic, after all Allison was a good friend of mine. I guess Clare sensed my negative thoughts and broke the tension.

                “Hey don’t worry hun... you’ll be asked soon, I promise.”

                “Of course you can say that, you’ve been with your boyfriend for over two years now,” I stated as we chatted on the side of the corridor. Clare blushed.

                “Well... that may be so, but I mean, you’re totally beautiful, and funny, and smart... guys must be stupid if they don’t ask you.” I smiled at her compliments.

                “Thanks Clare, but we’ll just have to wait and see... I don’t mind going stag, it would just be nice if someone asked me.” She nodded in agreement before quickly scooting off to class. When will this grad infection quit spreading?

 

                Lunchtime; finally time to see my friends and hang out with my true love- food.  I congratulated Allison when I arrived at the outside at our usual eating place, and she smiled brightly at me with a thank you.  Clare, and Harry Styles, my best guy friend joined us soon after. Harry had asked for my advice on a grad date, I merely suggested a few of our other close friends, and the next day he announced that he knew who he was going to ask, but would not tell a single soul- terrific. I wasn’t exactly pleased with him but it wasn’t enough to get in the way of our friendship.

                “And then he randomly popped out from behind the bench with this bouquet and....” I half listened to her drone on about her own prom-posal. It was really romantic and all but I was too distracted in my own thoughts. I munched quietly on my sandwich and stared at the table. Clare and Harry got up to throw their garbage away, meaning I was the only one Allison could rant to so I had to listen. “It was so perfect,” she finished. I nodded in agreement.

                “Wish I could have been there,” I said encouragingly. “Hey where did Clare and Harry go?” I asked, suddenly realizing that they’d left.

                “Who knows,” Allison shrugged, “maybe to get more food, knowing Harry.” I nodded.  Suddenly, two hands were clasped over my eyes, which made my heart jump erratically.

                “Guess who?” I sighed.

                “Harry...” I turned around to face him but I was caught off guard by the sight before me. There he was, Harry Styles, in a fancy vest and dress pants, holding a bouquet of roses. My heart stopped, what was this for? For me? No... Who? What?

                “Well, you know I told you that I found out who I wanted to take to grad right?” I nodded, but was still in shock. Other people began to gather around in curiosity. “Well, it was you. And I’m so sorry for keeping it a secret but I know how much this means to you, and I wanted to make it extra special.” I clasped my hands over my mouth to stop myself from crying. He got down on one knee, “Ashlyn, would you go to grad with me?” I don’t think that I could have said yes fast enough. My heart soared, and it took all my strength to not burst out in joy. I leapt forward after nodding and slung my arms around his shoulders.  The crowd that had gathered began clapping and whooping in encouragement. Harry quickly hugged me back, “I’m guessing that was a yes?” I clung to him a moment longer, before smiling up at his cool green eyes.

                “A hundred million times yes.”

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