Made With Love ✔

Chapter 31: Romantic Thoughts

3rd Person's POV:

Lance paced anxiously, waiting for Vanessa to come out of her room, lost in his thoughts.

Vanessa was panicking, for a few reasons. First, she didn't know how much makeup to use and then her eyeliner wasn't working with her!

   "Vaness, you okay?" Lance asked after hearing something hit the wall.

     "Um, yea?"

     Lance was puzzled, but just shrugged it off.

Finally, she walked out but was holding up her dress.

     "Do you mind getting the zipper?" She asked, biting her lip.

     "Sure!"

     He went behind her, gently pushing her hair to the side so as to not get caught in the zipper. He held the fabric taut in his left hand and gently pulled with his right. He could feel the warmth of her skin as he continued upwards. Her skin smelled like vanilla and made him want to kiss every inch of it.

     Vanessa grew warm at the feeling of his rough hand against her skin. He was so close she could smell his scent, a mix that could only be described as him. As he finished the last of the zipper, he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her exposed neck. 

       "Thanks," Vanessa whispered, her facing heating up, still not used to his affectionate kisses. 

      "Anytime, Cupcake. Ready to leave?" 

      She nodded and headed out the door, holding the door open for me as he lifted the cupcakes into his car. Once they were settled into the car, buckled and all, Lance pushed play on his phone, letting the first notes of the all too familiar song play, waiting for Vanessa's reaction.

(a/n: Play the song, it's amazing!)

     "How'd you know!?" She exclaimed, her eyes widening. 

      "I listen, Cupcake." He replied, giving her a dimpled smile. She reached over and placed a small kiss on his cheek, blushing to her core. 

     The rest of the car ride was in comfortable silence as the rest of the playlist played thru, filled with her favorite songs. At one point, Lance let go of his inhibitions and started belting the words to...

"One Call Away"

     "Wow, I didn't know you liked Charlie Puth!" Vanessa exclaimed, her voice giving away her surprise.

    "I have a soft spot for some pop singers, he's one of them." He replied, his ears turning red. 

   "I'd like to learn more about this side of you, Lance," Vanessa whispered as they pulled into the driveway, which led to a brightly lit house. 

   "I guess you'll have to learn bout this mysterious person later since my family looks ready to pull you out of the car." He chuckled and sure enough, everyone was looking thru the window or door.

      Lance got out and opened her door while she grabbed the cupcake carrier and her wristlet.

      "Here, let me get that," Lance said, taking the cupcakes from her hand.

      Once they were on the porch, a lady she assumed was Lance's mom came up and hugged her.

     "Ma, let Vaness get inside at least!" Lance cried, taking on a tinge of pink.