ponyboy POV

It was the week before prom, and I was finally going to ask my girlfriend to accompany me. Was I nervous? Of course. I've been dating her for a couple of months, but being with her still gave me butterflies. I don't know how to describe it. 

I saw her at her locker putting books away. She looked beautiful, even doing the simplest of things. I walked behind her and put my hands on her eyes.

"Guess who?" I said. 

"Ponyboy Curtis, you son of a gun." she replied, blushing and taking my hands off her eyes. I hugged her, and she kissed me on the cheek.

"How are you, Y/N?" I ask, pecking her on the lips.

"I'm good. Well, better now that I saw you," she replies. We both blush, and I decide it's time to ask. I go into my backpack and take out a small teddy bear with a note and hand it to her.

"Baby, what's this?" she asks, taking it. She giggles when she reads the note.

"It would be BEAR-y nice if I can take you to prom. Of course I will!" she says, hugging me. I hug her back, and celebrate internally.

"I'm the luckiest guy in the world," I whisper.

(( ik, issa short one, but it's cute! ))