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

Twenty eight

Vanessa opened her house's door smiling at Mesut. He was looking great. Well, he always did but tonight he seemed even better than other times.
According to his reaction she might have also looked great. Mesut though thought that she looked great even when wearing her pajamas. Or his. It depended on the night.
- You look.......
He started. Vanessa nodded.
- Yes ?
- You look fantastic and sexy. And I'm speechless.
- Oh come on.
She said placing a kiss on his lips.
- Are you ready to go ?
He asked looking at her.
- Sure.
She wore her coat knowing that Mesut hadn't taken his eyes off of her.
- Actually, I've got a better idea.
He said still looking at her.
- What ?
- We can stay together here cause I really like this dress of yours.......and.....
- Forget it.
Vanessa protested.
- You didn't listen to all of the suggestion.
- I said forget it and I mean it. This is an important event for your club Mesut, you should be there and to be honored that you're a part of such a great club.
- Have you rehearsed your lines ?
He asked her smirking.
- Funny. Let's go now.

The event started as soon as they arrived. Vanessa was smiling to all the people that were seated at the same table as them feeling that she belonged there. And maybe she did. After the speeches were done she kept chatting with all the other wags or Mesut's teammates feeling lucky that she was surrounded by such great people.
Vanessa had known most of them since she was at almost every match Arsenal had played.
She actually had a great time and if she had to guess so had Mesut who kept checking at her.
Vanessa was known as Mesut's girlfriend and she knew that she actually was his girlfriend. And she felt happy. She actually hadn't felt happier.
Mesut was special to her but most importantly, he made her feel special. He treated her like a queen and Vanessa had always wanted to be treated like this.
People didn't question anymore their relation. It was official. And Vanessa didn't care. The only thing she cared about was that she had a great time with Mesut and that she just couldn't get enough of him. And apparently he couldn't get enough of her too.

The event offered a variety of food and Vanessa had tasted all of them. Above all she had started eating normally again. Vanessa was responding to Olivier's questions -who happened to sit opposite her- and had the feeling that Mesut beside her had forgotten her presence as long as he started chatting with his teammates.
She wished she hadn't thought like that when Mesut placed her hand in her knee. Vanessa didn't mind knowing that he had just touched her knee which seemed more than normal at the time being. Vanessa couldn't concentrate longer though at the conversation she had with Olivier because Mesut's hand was making it's way to her thigh really slowly. Vanessa looked around praying that nobody had understood what was Mesut's hand doing. Vanessa looked at him, expecting him to have a smirking expression on his face but Mesut was still chatting with his teammates as if his hand wasn't making it's way under Vanessa's dress.
Vanessa tried not to think of it,thinking that Mesut would stop whatever he was doing or whatever he intended to do. But his hand was now in her underwear and Vanessa tried her hardest not to say or do anything that may betray what was Mesut doing.
Without her realizing it, Mesut leaned to whisper at her:
- You'd better keep a straight face lady or I'll go deeper.
Vanessa nodded and Mesut placed a kiss in her neck. A little fun never hurt nobody.

Mesut closed the door of his apartment behind them. He had a smirking expression on his face all the way till them coming back from the event.
Vanessa looked at him.
- You're behaving so inappropriately sometimes.
Vanessa commented.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- I'm sure as hell you do mr. Ozil.
Mesut chuckled.
- You could have always stopped me.
He snapped making Vanessa raise her eyebrows.
- And what makes you think that I wanted you to stop ?
She asked making Mesut wonder how could have anyone leave this girl for any reason possible.
- Oh I supposed you didn't. You liked it that much that you forgot to keep a straight face sometimes. Let alone the moans.
He said furrowing his eyebrows.
- You're exaggerating, aren't you ?
- I don't know mrs. Taylor there's a possibility.
Vanessa rolled her eyes.
- It was rude talking to your teammates and at the same time taking full charge of me you know.
- I know but as long as my teammates don't know it, it won't hurt them, right ?
Vanessa laughed.
- I've got to admit that if it wasn't for you, I may not have that much of a fun tonight.
She admitted.
- Really ?
- Yes. And if it wasn't for you I would have never been able to go to such a beautiful event or eat normally again or......or being happy again.
Mesut smiled.
- Are you happy ?
He asked her looking her straight into her eyes.
- I've never been happier before. Thank you. For everything. I never got the chance to thank you and I know that this isn't even the right word to describe how I feel.
Mesut looked at her confused.
- Have you been drinking again ?
He asked.
Vanessa laughed.
- Just a glass of wine, well maybe two.
She admitted.
- I thought they were three.
- Well, I stop counting after the fourth one.
She said laughing.
Mesut made a step towards her, pulling his arms around her.
- I'm glad if you really meant what you said.
He admitted.
- I am.

Vanessa was trying not to scream at her mother in the other end of the line.
- I'm just saying that I want to meet him, how bad can that be ?
Her mother asked.
- I don't know it depends on the topics you're going to bring for discussion.
- Come on Vanessa, I'm always discreet you know that.
Vanessa sighted.
She knew that her mother was right. Most of the times she was indeed discreet but she still wanted to avoid this.
- Okay, I promise to find sometime for us to visit you.
She promised.
- Of course you will. Come on Vanessa, it's not a big deal of me meeting your boyfriend.
Well, that was the problem. What if Mesut thought it was going to be something more serious if he met her mother ? Vanessa was afraid of that. She didn't want to make him run away, although she was pretty sure that there wasn't a chance of him running away. That didn't comfort her in the slightest though.
- Okay mom I'll let you know when we can come.
- Are you kidding me ? I know that you'll never come if it's up to you.
- Excuse me ?
- You'll come tonight. I've already cooked a meal.
Her mother complained.
Vanessa knew that her mother was most probably lying about the meal part but well,it wouldn't be that bad meeting Mesut. They hadn't even be dating for a lot of time but when her mother wanted something she usually manage to have it. She was so stubborn. Maybe as much as Vanessa was.
- Mom you can't decide for us,what if we had other plans ?
- But you don't right ?
Vanessa exhaled deeply.
- Well, no.
- Great.
Her mother said and Vanessa could almost see her smile.
Vanessa knew that there was no point of avoiding her mother, besides she had been worried about her and wanted finally to meet the man who appeared to make Vanessa happy.
- See you tonight then.
Vanessa said in an attempt to end the conversation and actually hang up.
- Great. See you at eight.
Vanessa faked a smile forgetting that her mother couldn't actually see her and hang up.
She closed her eyes briefly wondering how was that easy for her mother to manipulate the others.
Vanessa and her didn't always have the best of relations but Vanessa loved her anyway. The problem with her mother was that she could always see through the situation which meant that she was always right in what she said. That of course bothered Vanessa but most of the times kept her mouth shut.
Vanessa was actually worried about what her mother was going to say about Mesut.
She prayed for her to like him because that was important for her.
Vanessa remembered what her mother had told of Julian when she first met him.
- He seems good.
Vanessa had stared at her as if she was crazy. But because she knew her mother she knew that she wasn't easily impressed although she really must have not been really impressed by Julian.
He was always quiet and Vanessa's mother liked the more outgoing people.
Vanessa felt angry knowing that her mother had understood how was their relation going to end.
Now it was Mesut she had to think of. What if he wasn't in the mood of meeting her mother already ?
Although Vanessa was pretty sure that her mother would like him. Their relation wasn't that serious and Mesut would meet her mother so soon. She really hoped that he would like her. She had to tell him though.
Sitting in her couch, she reached for her phone.
She knew actually that she didn't have the guts to say it and actually hear his reaction so she preferred to text him.
Mom wants to meet you and I couldn't avoid it,she actually expects us tonight.
X
She send the message and kept watching at her phone's screen blankly.
Mesut hadn't replied in the next couple of minutes and Vanessa was pretty sure that he had been horrified only in the thought of meeting her mother.
She then thought of calling her mother and cancel it and actually text Mesut that she was just joking.
Before she could do anything though she felt her phone vibrating.
She paled knowing that it was Mesut the one that had texted her.
She looked at her phone's screen and a smile appeared in her face.
Sounds great! Can't actually wait to meet your mother.
X