Missed Calls (Grayson Dolan x James Charles)

Falling into Love

Snow covered the ground, James more than happy to see such a sight. Friday had rolled in just as quick as the snow storm, two of his favorite things in one. Emma sat at the edge of his bed, fiddling with her cell phone. Part of him felt horrid that she had to attend the dance with him, the other part was eternally grateful. He hadn't wanted to go alone, but he knew the massive grin she would have had if Ethan were the one taking her.

Her dress was fanned out on the bed, popping against the grey of his sheets. She was stunning- dark red lipstick painting her lips, curls falling softly. James had done her hair himself, more than happy to get rid of her usual ponytail. The only thing left was her eyeshadow and James was more than ecstatic.

"You ready for the eye shadow, kitty girl?" James said, reaching for his makeup bag and holding a hand out. There was going to be absolutely no wardrobe related injuries before the dance, no matter what. He'd even carry her if need be.

"If you mean are you ready to look like a Victoria Secret model the answer is no. I haven't given up my coffee nor will I ever. I can go for a nice chic model, though, make me instagram famous," Emma said, taking his hand with ease and grinning. James can't help but roll his eyes, ushering her to the seat next to his desk. A separate light rested near the mirror, James turning it on and sorting through his palettes.

"Bitch, you're going to look so gorgeous," James said, opening two separate palettes before dipping into a deep crimson. Silence runs between the two of them, James too entranced with his work and Emma too excited about texting Ethan.

The plan was already set in motion, the twins having grabbed their tuxes not even a day after the other two had. What they had chose remained a mystery to her, though she'd given them the bow ties in order to color match well with her dress.

The twins were to arrive in an hour, leaving James enough time to finish both of their makeup. He still hadn't a clue what was being planned, that the guy he'd be crushing over was going to pick him up and take him to the dance. Dinner was first, of course, but Emma almost wanted to skip directly to the dance.

"Hello? Earth to sister Emma?" James said, waving a hand in front of her face. She coughs as she breaks out of her thoughts, playing it off as if she hadn't been deep in thought. James raises a brow, finishing up her second eye. "Did you make reservations for six like we planned?"

"Uh, yes I sure did. I'm like a walking planner, I swear. No worries on making sure that we get a spot," she said, waving her hand before shooting a quick text to make sure Ethan had. He'd said he wanted to surprise them all, so she'd left it in his hands.

"Great. Where'd you pick?" James said, dipping into the gold and placing a dab in her inner corner. She can feel the nerves start to build.

"Well, like, it's a surprise. You're a bottom after all- we all know I'd be the top. Therefore it's my job to take care and surprise you," she rambled, begging someone out there that James would just accept what she said.

"That's so not fair. Whatever, bitch ass. This place better be drop dead gorgeous," he said, pulling back to look at the finished masterpiece. Emma looked breathtaking, the eyeshadow truly making her eyes pop. James couldn't help but grin, hand over his heart as he looked her over. "Damn, I did good."

"Wow, thank you. I can only imagine what it looks like, if only someone weren't blocking the mirror," Emma said, boisterous laughter falling from her lips as James rolled his eyes. When she finally caught sight of herself, she couldn't help but blink in surprise. She typically wasn't that infatuated with makeup, but damn.

"Yeah, you're welcome," James said, patting her shoulder before pulling off his own t-shirt. He'd settled to wearing his pajamas until he'd gotten both of their makeup done- not wanting to risk any accidents. "Now get out of my seat so I don't make us late."