Seventeen Imagines

The8

Imagine for itsmelx12516

"There's a week till prom and still no ones asked me to go with them." You announced as you walked into your form room and made yourself comfortable in the seat next to your best friend. She glanced at you disgusted, annoyed about your loud entrance.

"Do you have to be so loud? It's the morning, remember? Some of us have just woken up." She placed her head in her hands and started to close her eyes.

"But didn't you hear what I said? I haven't been asked. Am I really that awful to look at?" You gestured to yourself with your hands, your friends eyes flickered open.

"Someone will ask you, they're just waiting for the right moment." She tried to smile for your sake, but you just rolled your eyes.

"But it's easy for you to say, you've been asked, I'm a little less hopeful." This time you rested your head on your hands and sighed.

"Aw, don't be like that. Someone will ask you, trust me." She sat up straight and patted her hand on your thigh trying to make you feel better, which it did to a certain extent.

You smiled, "Thank you."

There was a silence as you sat and daydreamed about who you'd like to go with. You had someone in mind, but it was rather unlikely he'd go with you.

"Oh, what's this, little Chinese boy?" You were knocked out of your dream like state and you glanced over your shoulder. You were shocked to see him. Why was he standing so close to you? His seat was on the other side of the classroom. You felt your cheeks blush.

"Uh-" Minghao let out as a guy, much taller than him snatched something out his hand. Minghao tried to grab it back, but the guy pushed against Minghao's shoulder making him stumble back a few steps.

"Let's see," The taller boy quickly opened, what you saw to be paper. The boy squinted at the piece of paper, "I can hardly read this- is this even written in my language?" He laughed and Minghao started stuttering.

"I-"

"'Y/N, will you go to prom with me?', am I reading this right?" He laughed and smirked at Minghao then slowly turned his head towards you. Minghao's cheeks and the tips of his ears started to turn a bright shade of red.

"China boy, this is actually hilarious-"

"Woah, why don't you pick on someone else?" You suddenly stood up. You had no idea what you were doing, but this guy picking on Minghao for- for liking you? That wasn't right.

"Why don't you keep out of this? Now, Minghao-" he started, but Minghao suddenly took off. He quickly paced towards the door and in seconds he wasn't to be seen.

"Look what you've done." You said lowly as you decided to follow Minghao, leaving the other boy standing where he was, staring at the door.

You ran to the door and looked either way down the hall trying to figure out where Minghao had gone. To the right you could see a flash of blackly-brown hair. You ran towards him calling his name.

"Minghao!" He stopped in his tracks and turned around, his cheeks were still red with embarrassment.

"Oh, hey." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hey." You wheezed, out of breath from running to get to him.

"I'm sorry." Was the first thing he said and you felt your heart break.