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(Please enjoy! Also, I made the video!)

(Your POV)

We were almost at our court when Vincent stops the car at a red light. He looks at me with a shy look written all over his face. I knew this look all too well, speaking I work with the most badass shy person ever (aka Jeremy).

I look at him back. "What's up, Vincent? Just tell me. I won't get mad... Or- it depends on what you have to say..."

I saw the color drain from his face and a little sweat appear on his face. I could tell he was nervous. VERY, at that.

"Lauren... I am scared that you are going to quit the job at the pizzeria... I mean, it may be the only time I may get to see you." He looks down slyly as the light turns green and Vincent started up again.

I look at him with a little confusion. "What do you mean?"

He looked shortly at me before back to the road. He sighed and continued. "The Spring-suit... I don't know why, but it seems to have a mind of it's own now... I don't know how much longer I have in life-"

"Vincent! Please, don't say that! I will be by your side no matter what... And I will make sure that thing won't get to you no more!"

"Lauren, it is impossible. You will end up killing me along with it. That 'thing' is one of the only things keeping me alive!"

"What else is?"

We arrived home and he parked his car in my driveway.

"You."

(AWE! This is so cute! Welp, This is where I end! I AM SO SORRY! If you want it continued then I need a bunch of you asking for it! Speaking I am now out of the fandom... So sorry once again, and goodbye, my bestiemush, and stay refrigerated, my fruits!)

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