Teen Wolf Imagines

Jackson - Promposal

"Y/N! Wait up!" A familiar voice calls.

You turn around and wait for your best friend to catch up with you.

"Malia! What's up?" You ask.

"What are you gonna wear to prom tomorrow?" She asks with excitememt in her voice.

"I don't know. I don't even know if I'm going at all." You answer.

"What do you mean you might not be going?" She asks and her smile turns into a concerned look.

You and Malia have been obsessing over prom for months together with Lydia, Allison and Kira so your sudden doubt has taken her by surprise.

"Jackson hasn't asked me yet." You mumble and look down.

"What!? Are you kidding me? Stiles asked Lydia about a month ahead, Scott asked Allison 2 weeks ago. What's taking his slow ass so long?" She asks.

"I don't know. What about Kira? Has she asked you yet?" You ask, secretly hoping that you're not the only one still waiting.

"Actually I asked Kira. I made it pretty romantic so of course she said yes." Malia smiles.

"You're so happy since you two started dating, it's amazing!" You say.

"Thank you, I really am happy. And I wouldn't worry about that jackass, I'm sure he's got something planned." She answers.

"I hope you're right." You sigh.

*****

Your phone beeps. It's a text from Jackson:

"Come to the place we first met."

Your heart skips a beat. This must be it. You grab your coat and rush to your car. You drive to the lacrosse field. You remember the day you met Jackson very well.

Allison had dragged you to a lacrosse game to watch Scott play. But your eyes were on someone else...

"Allison, who is number 37?" You ask as you watch an attractive guy run warm on the field.

"That's Jackson Whittemore. He's the co-captain of the team. Why do you ask?" She smirks.

"I know that smirk. Okay, you got me. I think he's very cute." You blush.

"I knew it!" She laughs.

*After the game*

You and Allison are about to walk to her car when you hear someone run towards you.

"Wait!" The person yells.

You turn around and notice that it's Jackson. Your heart flutters.

"Hey! I-I'm Jackson. I saw you watching the game and I don't think we've met. What's your name?" He asks.

"I'm Y/N. You were very good out there." You say.

"Thank you. I can't help but notice that you're very beautiful. D-Do you wanna go out with me some time?" He asks with a hopeful look in his eyes.

"I-I'd love to!" You answer.

The rest of the night you've been obsessing over him with Allison.

You smile at the memory.

Once you've arrived you park your car on the school parking lot and run to the lacrossefield.

You turn the corned and gasp when you see what Jackson has prepared.

The field is filled with lit candles. In the middle he has shaped a heart with the candles. In the middle of the heart Jackson is sitting with a basket in front of him. You walk over and sit down across of him.

"I'm sorry for making you wait so long." He apologises.

"It's ok. I was afraid you had forgotten but you haven't and I can't believe what you've done with the candles." You smile.

"Y/N, do you wanna go to prom with me?" He asks.

"Yes! Yes, of course!" You say.

"Thank God, I was afraid you'd say no. Now, can I interest you in a night of watching your favorite movies with your favorite snacks under the stars?" He asks as he opens the basket to reveal a laptop and a whole load of snacks.

"Hell yes you can! I love it, Jackson!" You hug him.

"You know what I love?" He asks.

"No?" You ask.

"You." He answers and passionately kisses you.