Harry is always so busy so you feel almost wrong to bring up prom when you Skype with him. He runs his hands through his wild curls, trying to figure out if he can make it or not. Even though he is your boyfriend you feel selfish trying to get him to come to your prom. Before the call ends he promises he will try to figure something out. On the day of the prom you are worried he isn’t coming. He was vague on the phone saying he worked it out, but he didn’t give you much detail. So as your ascending your staircase in your floor length lavender gown your not sure who you are going to see waiting there. As you lift your gaze from the floor, a smile spreads across your face to see your curly headed boyfriend standing there in a tux, he held a lavender and white corsage in his hands. “Harry you made it!” You gush as you race down the stairs and into his arms. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” He whispers in your ear. “You look gorgeous by the way.” He says as he slides on your corsage. Climbing into the long stretch limo you can’t help but feel happy that he made it. Everyone at your school was used to you dating Harry, so you would be able to spend the prom like normal people. Harry fits in with all your friends easily laughing and telling jokes. You cant hide your smile as you hear Harry tell one of his horrible knock-knock jokes. He whisks you on to the dance floor and holds you close as you slow dance to the 1975. Harry made sure the night was perfect. He never complained when your friends wanted you to take a thousand pictures with them, or when he had to watch the purses at the table. When he dropped you off later, your lips press to his gently. “Thank you, Harry.” You whisper. “You know I’d do anything for you babe.” He says kissing you again.come join the funnnnn