💜Lander Oneshots🧡 The Music Freaks!

💜🧡 ~ Wedding! 2/10

This is going to be a LONG BLOODY SERIES- Took me 4 hours to write the last bit- (Also any other words for spoke or said? Lol).
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No-One's POV:

Drew screwed the cap back onto the mascara bottle before standing up to admire his work. "There, finally done." He muttered, placing the bottle into the make-up bag next to him.

Zander turned to the mirror he was sat in front of before, eyes widening at seeing what Drew had done. "I... It's beautiful..." He mumbled, pulling the bottom of his eyelid down to admire the straight lines he had done with the eyeliner.

"It's not the first time I've done emergency make-up, Lia taught me a lot of it anyways." Drew looked over Zander's shoulder, watching him mindlessly stare at himself in the mirror with no thoughts behind his eyes. "Do you like it? I can redo it if you want me to" He asked, waving his hand slightly in his field of view.

"No, thank you Drew. This is... Great." Zander responded, giving a small smile to him. Drew smiled back, before handing him the white blazer he had picked out. "Try this, it'll look good with what you've got on already."

Zander took the Blazer from Drew, slipping it carefully over his shoulders. He stood in front of the mirror, admiring his look in the reflection. "It's perfect, thank you Drew..." he mumbled, giving small smile at him.

Drew hummed in response, turning to Jake. "So what happens after the reception? I don't go to many weddings." He spoke quietly, inching closer to him. Jake shrugged, turning to Zander, his eyes immediately lighting up.

"Say, you look kinda like Super Mario! Y'know? That white outfit he wears in Mario Odyssey? You only need the top hat and you'd be perfect!" He laughed, Zander did NOT take that well. "Hailey, do us a favour. Get him the hell out before I tape him to the celling." He gritted through his teeth, shooting sharp looks at Jake.

Hailey simply patted his shoulder, reassuring him that Jake would stop eventually. Meanwhile the peach haired man hid behind Drew silently shaking.

Drew rolled his eyes and looked at the expensive silver watch that adorned his wrist, eyes widening in horror as he blurted out a quick "Crap! I was supposed to meet Sadie outside to grab the cake-!!" Before launching himself out the door.

Zander sighed as he pulled his leg onto his lap, doing up the laces on his shoes. "I hope those idiots aren't messing up the ballroom." The man muttered under his breath.

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WITH SEAN...

Sean opened the door to the ballroom, immediately spotting Sadie and Drew trying to balance the cake between them. The taller made his way over, before lifting the cake from beneath their hands and carrying it over to the table.

Drew stretched his aching muscles. "Thanks." He muttered, sitting in the seat that was directly next to him. Sadie simply hummed and walked back out of the room, supposedly going to find the rest of the food.

Sean placed the cake in the middle of the table, admiring the work of Sadie and Elliot. The cake was decorated to look like a stage, featuring a drum and a piano. There were two very poorly drawn people; supposedly Zander and Luke, drawn by Bethany.

The curtains were red-y-pink colour, the stage being a luxury chocolate brown. "The girls did a good job on this, I gotta admit!" He beamed, turning his head to face Drew.

Curiosity peaked, Drew peeked over his shoulder. "Damn, looks like the stage you used to perform on." He chuckled, a small gust of guilt washing over him. "I wish I could've been there." He admitted, staring down at the floor.

"Hey." Sean spoke up, grabbing one of Drew's hands. "We forgave you. Let's not let the past ruin today, yeah?" He asked, smiling at the smaller man beside him.

Drew nodded, smiling a bit in return. He took another glance at the cake, immediately blushing slightly. Sean caught onto this, smirking at him. "Whatcha thinking about huh?" He questioned, raising his eyebrows. Drew simply scoffed and pulled his hand away from Seans. (NOT A SHIP.) "I'm thinking about... Stuff. So it's none of your business quite frankly!" The smaller yapped, walking away.

Sean chuckled and looked at the mess of flower stems that had been left over from earlier, sighing before going over to pick them up.

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WITH LIA, LIAM AND HENRY.

The trio made their way down the hallways, trying their best to find the convenience counter. "How big does this hotel have to be!? God, why do those two need a big fancy wedding anyways?" Liam muttered to himself, dragging Henry along by the arm whilst he followed Lia.

"That's because Drew forced himself into paying for the wedding. He feels bad." The woman replied, turning a corner and having no avail to where the counter was. "And now I wish they just hired a convention hall and a chapel." She groaned, slumping herself against the wall next to her.

"I'm hungryyyyyy how much longer until we get thereeee?" Henry questioned, his world to live slowly crumbling by the second. Liam simply let go of his arm, before sitting on the floor next to Lia.

Jake ran through the hall, sweeping cleanly through the corridor. "CHAAAAAAARGE!!" He shouted, sprinting at full speed towards them, sweeping the floors in-front of him in the process. Lia jolted up, watching Jake slam himself into the wall with a quick "OW!" Of pain.

Lia ran over to him, grabbing his hand. "Jake! Are you okay?" She questioned, concerned for her friend. Jake smiled and hummed in response, stretching his hurt muscles and bones. "I'm fine, Lia." He announced, trying to carefully take his hand out of hers.

"You just ran full force into the wall! I should make sure that you're okay! Come on-!!" She shouted, dragging the peach haired man through the corridor.

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