Written In The Stars | M. Ozil ( Sequel to Hotel Room Service) [completed]

Sixteen

Vanessa was wrapped in a towel when she heard a knock in the door. Checking her watch, she raised her eyebrows. There was no way it was Mesut. It was too early. She made her way to the door and her mouth opened in shock when seeing Mesut.
- You're early, aren't you ?
She asked.
- Yes.
Mesut replied checking her.
Vanessa was pretty sure she looked ridiculous with the towel and the bun. Well, Mesut wasn't supposed to be here that early.
- Well, come inside, I need your opinion in something.
She said and Mesut followed her. Vanessa had to admit, that he looked really good in the suit. She tried not to check at him though.
Mesut sat in the small couch with a smirk on his face.
- I thought you'd be ready.
He commented.
- You came, like an hour earlier , didn't you ? You shouldn't complain.
- Well, yes what did you want my opinion for ?
Vanessa handed two dresses in front of Mesut.
- What do you think ?
She asked looking at him.
Mesut smirked.
- Wear them, so I can tell which looks better on you.
Vanessa nodded.
- Wait here.
She said and dissappeared in the room.
She firstly wore the black dress which was a little shorter above her knees and sleeveless.
She headed to Mesut with a smile on her face.
Mesut opened her mouth in amazement.
- That's good. I mean, you look great.
- You think ? I don't know, I think the other one is better.
You'll be too damn good in whatever you'll wear.
Mesut thought but keep it to himself.
- Just try the other one.
He said and Vanessa dissappearead in the room again.
Mesut tried to stop thinking about the way she looked in that dress. Because she looked extremelly good. He knew now for sure that he liked her. And he decided to tell her. Maybe tonight, when she was going to see Julian with his girlfriend and feel awful -because Mesut was sure as hell, she would feel-  he was going to tell her:
- I think you're better than her Vanessa. I actually think you're the most beautiful girl not only here, but in general and I like you, I really like you.
His thoughts were interrupted when Vanessa appeared once again in front of him wearing the other dress.
- What do you......
- There's no way you'll wear that dress!
He said. Vanessa looked at him as if he was crazy.
- What's wrong with this dress ?
She asked, looking at him.
- Vanessa it barely covers your thights and it's way too tight.
Vanessa looked at her bordeaux dress and then at Mesut.
- So ?
- So, this is going to be a fundraising event Vanessa.
Vanessa was dissapointed. She had decided to wear that dress, that's why she tried it last.
- I like that better.
She complained.
- If you had already decided, why bother asking me ?
- Because, I wanted to know some other opinion too.
She explained while playing nervously with her hair. She was pretty sure that Mesut would like that dress better too.
- Vanessa, it's really beautiful, you look really beautiful in it, but they'll all be staring at you like.........
- Is this the reason why you care if it's short ?
She asked with raised eyebrows.
- Of course not.
The truth was that he cared about that too. Vanessa looked really good in that dress but the most part of her legs wasn't covered and he knew well enough that at least all of his teammates would be stare at her and stare more when learning that she was just his date for tonight and that there was nothing going on between them.
- I was going to listen to you but I'm mad at you right now so, I'm going to wear this. I really wish I had something shorter.
She said and Mesut tried to avoid her gaze.
- You look good in both of them Vanessa.
He finally said, trying not to piss her off again.
Vanessa stared blankly at him and went into the room again, closing the door loudly behind her.
Mesut knew he should have proved a stronger point than that everyone was going to stare at her. He wasn't sure if that sounded bad at Vanessa's ears after all.
Vanessa appeared again after a while, wearing her high heels, with her hair falling in small curls and with lipstick that matched her dress. She was looking even better than Mesut expected.
- I'm almost ready.
Vanessa said while turning around.
- Sure, when you..........
- Can you pull my zipper up ?
She asked Mesut. He nodded and helped her with her dress while smelling her perfume.
- Thank you.
Vanessa said turning to face him, unexpectedly.
Mesut couldn't resist and touched her cheek, maybe in an attempt to kiss her. But Vanessa smacked his hand away.
- You're going to ruin my make up.
When Mesut didn't respond, Vanessa smirked. It was obvious that she was the boss here and she liked it.
Vanessa took her purse and her coat, while Mesut helped her wear that too.
- Are you ready ?
He asked her while offering her his hand.
Vanessa nodded and they both exited the hotel room.

A considerably amount of time later, Mesut was parking the car outside the place of the event. It was a huge hotel beautifully decorated for the ceremony even on the outside. Vanessa stared blankly at the hotel. It was the first time, since this evening that she didn't feel comfortable in her dress anymore. She had totally regretted wearing it. Mesut was right. It wasn't appropriate for an event like that.
Vanessa turned to face Mesut who was already staring at her.
- Is everything alright ?
He asked her. He thought that Vanessa was considering the possibility of seeing Julian and that was why she had been silent all the way till there.
- Yes, everything's fine.
- Are you afraid of something ?
- Afraid ? No. Just......you know, maybe you were right about the dress. It's not for such an event.
Mesut felt relieved that she wasn't thinking of Julian.
- You look great Vanessa. I'm pretty sure you'll be the most beautiful girl out there.
He was sure. But he also said it to comfort her.
- You should have insisted on me wearing the black dress.
Vanessa said.
- So, is it my fault ?
Vanessa looked at him, with wide opened eyes.
- No, I'm so sorry. I'm just nervous. What if everyone is staring at me ?
- I thought you liked that.
- And I do. But all these people might have a terrible impression of me.
- Why ?
- I don't know. I look like a slut.
Mesut laughed.
- You don't. You look great. You're the most beautiful girl not in the event but in general.
Mesut was about to start his monologue about how she was looking good and that he liked her but Vanessa interrupted him.
- I know you're just saying this to comfort me, and I appreciate it. You're always so good with me and I'm always acting like a spoiled little girl.
I like you even if you're acting like a spoiled little girl.
He thought to himself.
As if Vanessa had read his mind he placed a kiss on his cheek.
Lipstick remained in his cheek and Vanessa tried to tell him so, but he interrupted her.
- We'd better go, unless you don't want of course.
- No, I want. It's just that Mesut, you have.........
- The best date ever. Don't worry, you look great.
- Yes, but on your cheek.......you have.......
Mesut exited his car and made his way to Vanessa's door opening it for her.
He offered her his hand once again.
Vanessa took it once more while making their way to the hotel. She attempted to tell Mesut once again that he had lipstick on his cheek but a teammate of his with a girl met them exactly at the entrance interrupting Vanessa's intentions once more.
- Vanessa this is Marco Reus. You must remember him don't you ?
Vanessa nodded and gave her hand to Marco.
- Nice to see you again.
She said smiling.
- Nice to see you too.
He responded, then pointed at the girl who accompanied him. Her green eyes checked both Vanessa and Mesut, then smiled.
- She's Bea.
The girl gave them her hand as long as Mesut whispered at Marco:
- I was going to tell you that she didn't seem like Scarlet.
He was referring to Marco's girlfriend because the red haired didn't seem like Scarlet at all.
- Yes, genious because she's not Scarlet.
Marco whispered back hoping that Bea hadn't heard them.
- And where's she ?
- Well, she couldn't come and you know Bea, was at the lobby last night when I arrived and you know........
- Isn't she going to get mad when learning that you came with another girl ?
- It won't hurt her, if she won't learn it.
Marco responded.
- Shall we go in ?
Mesut asked taking Vanessa's hand again.
- By the way Mesut, you have lipstick on your cheek.
Marco said pointing at his cheek.
Mesut looked at Vanessa who looked apologetically back at him.
- I tried to tell you.
She whispered at him.

The inside of the hotel was fully decorated. There were too many tables and Vanessa wondered how many people there were supposed to come. At that time only a few of Mesut's teammates were there. Vanessa checked the room and to her relief, Julian was nowhere in sight, but that didn't comfort her since it was still early and he could come from time to time.
Mesut pointed at the table where they were supposed to sit. Marco and Bea were in the same table with them. A few other footballers with their wifes and girlfriends were there. They all smiled and greeted Vanessa, none of them seemed like to remember her. That was good for her, since she worried, whether they were going to judge her about dating different footballers.
- Julian's supposed to be at this table.
Mesut whispered at her and Vanessa nodded.
- Good.
- If you ever feel like leaving, just say it.
- Yes, don't worry, I'm okay.
Mesut made her look at him.
- Really ?
- Really, Mesut.
- How long have you two been together ?
Mario asked smiling at them.
- We're not together, Mario. Vanessa's my date for tonight.
Mesut explained. Mario smiled and changed the subject, not seemed to be really interested if Mesut was speaking the truth.
Vanessa tried to relax and join the conversation but her eye was caught by the way one of the footballers was looking at her.
Coming and sitting beside her, he introduced himself.
- I'm Manuel Neuer, nice to meet you.