You met Clay, George and Nick when you were all 6 years old. Over the years, they've all developed crushes on you.
In your last year of high school, the easy-going friendship gets complicated.
Which one will win your heart?
Dream Team x Reader?
*C...
-Y/N's POV- My mom helped me get ready for my first date with George. We picked out the dress, the jewelry, shoes, hair, everything. After my mom helped curl my hair, we applied my makeup and I slipped on my dress.
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After I was fully ready, I slipped on my heels and took a look at myself in the mirror.
"I look great but hopefully this night is great too." I thought while releasing my breath.
I glanced up at my wall clock and saw it was 7:52pm. George would be here soon. So, I made my way downstairs to wait for him.
To say I was nervous was an understatement. I kept tapping my heel against the carpet while messing with my fingers, staring out the window to see if he was here yet.
"Why am I so nervous? I'm only going on a date with my best friend and have to go on dates with 3 other people to decide my future...no big deal." I thought to myself.
Shortly, I saw a black car pull up. George exited it but he quickly turned around and grabbed something from inside.
I released a breath then stood up, straightened out my dress and hair then made my way to the front door.
I waited for George to ring the doorbell. Once he did, I slowly pushed the handle down and swung the door open to meet his gaze.
George was wearing an all black tux with a blue bow tie, matching my dress. His hair was perfectly swooped to the right, his cheeks were bright red and he held a single light pink rose in his hand. I couldn't help but blush and smile at him.
-GEORGE's POV- My breath got caught. My crush had loose curls, gold jewelry, and had the most royalty dress I've seen which made sense since she was a princess. I was truly starstruck by how beautiful she looked. I felt my blush forming as my palms heated up.
Y/N giggled cutely and smiled at me with a blush.
Y/N: "Hi."
GEORGE: "H—Hi." I laughed nervously, "Y/N you look...wow."
She giggled again as her blush expanded.
Y/N: "You look wow too." She grinned.
-Y/N's POV- George wouldn't stop staring at me. So much so that he was spacing out.
Y/N: "So, you ready to go?"
He blinked quickly.
GEORGE: "Right—" He raised his eyebrows while I laughed, "Oh um—I got this for you. Hopefully it's pink—"
George handed me the light pink rose, making me unable to erase my smile. I took the rose from him and stared at it.
