Calum (You go to prom)
Calum and I walked into the school hall in his black tux and my blood-red dress. We looked around at everything we could do at prom. We went to the punch bowl and Calum poured us both a drink. I sipped it.
"Wow, that's strong, someone definitely put vodka in that." I chuckled.
"I'm going to get drunk anyway." Calum smiled as he downed it.
"Want to dance, babe?" he asked.
"Sure." I nodded. He smiled at me before placing his hand on my lower back and walking us to the dancefloor. He smiled as he took my hand in his own and placed the other on my hip, my other hand finding his shoulder.
"You look so beautiful." He spoke. I smiled at him and placed a small kiss on his lips before resting my head on his shoulder.
"You okay, love?" he asked.
"Yeah. I just don't want this night to end. Being like this with you is so perfect." I sighed in bliss.
"You're so sweet, baby. I have a surprise for you." He spoke. I looked up at him.
"What have you done?" I smiled.
"I booked us a hotel room, because I figured that it would be late when this ends, and I remember you telling me that you were ready for...you know. And so am I." he spoke nervously, looking down. I connected our lips, Calum quickly returning the kiss as both of his hands moved to my waist.
"I'm ready to go whenever you are." I whispered.
"Let's just dance for a while." He nodded.
"Of course." I smiled as I put my head back on his shoulder.
Luke (He asks you to prom)
I walked through the school corridors, texting Luke but not getting a reply as I approached the guys.
"Hey." I mumbled.
"What's up with you?" Calum asked.
"Luke won't answer my texts." I huffed.
"You know where he is?" Michael asked.
"Nope. I haven't talked to him since last night because he's been ignoring me. Do you think that this is his way of breaking up with me?" I asked quietly.
"Oh, shit, Y/N, you've got the completely wrong idea." Ashton sighed.
"What?" I asked.
"We need to do this now." Calum nodded before putting his hands over my eyes.
"What are you doing?" I questioned.
"Just stay calm, and go where we lead you." Ashton replied before we started to walk for what felt like forever.
"Okay, Y/N. I'm about to move my hands, you ready?" Calum asked.
"Sure, whatever it is." I sighed. He moved his hands to reveal Luke standing there, holding a bunch of red roses. I looked at him, seeing that we were in the music room where we first met.
"What is this, Luke?" I asked.
"I know that you're not a fan of the whole promposal thing, so I thought that I would keep it simple. Y/N, will you go to prom with me?" he asked.
"Oh my god." I sighed as I quickly walked up to him, taking the flowers and hugging him tightly.
"Of course I will." I spoke as his hands went to my waist.
"Thank god." He chuckled.
"I though that you were breaking up with me." I sighed.
"I'm sorry for scaring you, baby." He smiled before kissing me.
Michael (He asks you to prom)
Michael and I walked, hand in hand, through the shopping centre.
"Y/N, can I ask you something?" Michael asked.
"Sure." I replied.
"What's your view on the whole idea of promposals?" he asked.
"Not fussed about them, there's nothing wrong with just saying "will you go to prom with me"." I shrugged, making him sigh.
"Oh, shit, were you planning something?" I gasped.
"No, no, that's why I asked you. Because I was just going to ask you simply, so I wanted to know if you would be happy with that." He reassured. I sighed in relief.
"Okay, good, I thought that I had just fucked up your promposal." I spoke.
"Nah. I'm not planning anything." He said. Suddenly, he stopped and pulled my body into his chest, making my hands land against his chest.
"Speaking of which, I have something to ask you, babe." He smirked. I smiled as I looked up at him.
"Will you go to prom with me?" he asked. I grinned, standing on my toes and kissing him.
"Of course I will, you dork." I chuckled.
"Good. Now I have a date." He laughed as we continued walking.
"Ooh, I want to go in there." I spoke, pulling Michael towards Victoria's Secret.
"Why do you want to go in there?" he groaned.
"I need new lingerie." I shrugged.
"For what?" he asked.
"For after prom." I smirked, winking at him. He returned it.
"In that case, let me choose." He whispered in my ear before smacking my ass.
Ashton (You go to prom)
I sat in front of the mirror as my mum added the final touches to my hair and makeup.
"Okay, dress time." She squealed excitedly. I grinned as I stepped into my electric blue, figure hugging dress that swept the floor and was patterned with jewels along the hem.
"You look gorgeous." My mum praised. I smiled at her as the doorbell rang.
"Ashton's here!" my brother yelled. I left my room and started to walk down the stairs. Ashton was talking to my brother but as soon as he noticed me, his jaw dropped.
"Oh, my god, Y/N...you look stunning." He spoke. I smiled as I hugged him.
"You don't look too bad yourself." I chuckled as I kissed him. It was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I turned around to see my dad standing there with his rifle in his hand.
"Dad, for fucks sake, we talked about this, put down the fucking gun." I sighed.
"I'm just showing Ashton what I'm going to use if he hurts you." He spoke.
"Don't worry, sir, I know what will happen and I promise that I won't hurt her." Ashton smiled.
"Good." My dad returned.
"I told you that he was respectable." I muttered.
"Prom pictures!" mum squealed. Ashton and I smiled as the camera went off.
"Okay, have a good time, be home by eleven-."
"Oh, dad, Ashton lives, like, five minutes from school, I'm staying at his." I spoke.
"Right. Don't try anything." He warned.
"I won't, sir." Ashton promised as we left the house.