Author Note: I don't own Love Story by Taylor Swift. Also, the odd update schedule is due to the fact that my 'sister' is spending the night and it's highly amusing to see her fangirl over this fic in person. Also, thanks for reviews, favorites and follows! I really appreciate it and it means a lot to me!

~CWA

Chapter 34- Cupid's Arrow:

Third Person:

It was only one week after Lysander got over his illness that Valentine's Day arrived. The school was decorated with pink, red and white ribbons and streamers. Balloons and Cupid-grams were available to buy to send to sweethearts (the station to sign up and pay for it was being run by Melody and Nathaniel). Said station was where Erin was heading to just before lunch. Her red dress suited her well and instead of her usual blue ribbons in her hair, her pigtails were held up by red ribbons for the festive holiday. In her hands she held a clipboard and a few loose sheets of paper that resembled some sort of form. She was grinning as she thought over her plan.

She put her hands on the table, leaning on it slightly. The desk had red heart balloons tied to the end of it and there were a few sign up sheets. Melody wasn't there, she was probably in the cafeteria getting lunch for her and Nathaniel. Nathaniel, who was seated behind the table, raised an eyebrow.

"Let me guess, you want to send a Cupid-gram to Lysander?"

Cupid-grams were the whole package- flowers, balloons, a box of chocolates and the person who delivered it usually sang some sort of love song (a song of the giver's choice that they listed when they signed the clipboard). There was also an option to include a personal message that would be delivered with it. Erin's Chesire grin got wide,

"I came here for a few things, actually. I have several cupid-grams I want to send out and I need to talk to you. The Cupid-grams can be anonymous, right?"

"Yes," Nathaniel asked hesitantly, "…Why do you ask?"

"~No reason," Erin said innocently.

She still had that 'cat that ate the canary' grin on her face as she quickly signed several people's names on the list, a few with her name listed as the giver and a few listed anonymous as the giver. They all also had personal messages she wanted to be delivered with them. She finished listing the names and handed Nathaniel the money for the cupid-grams. Nathaniel leaned over slightly, reading the names she wrote- Lysander, Rosayla, Violette, Iris, Nathaniel and Castiel. He scowled briefly at Castiel's name and didn't even bother reading the personal message that was for Castiel's or Lysander's. She also wrote a message for Rosayla, Violette, Iris and Nathaniel, all saying that she appreciated their friendship.

"There's also one other thing," Erin said, "The café is doing a blind date thing in celebration for Valentine's Day and we need more people to sign up and fill out a small form. The form is so we can pair the right people together with hopes of them hitting it off…"

"And?"

"And I want you to sign up," Erin said, "If you do it, I'll give you free coffee for a week."

"A month," Nathaniel bargained.

"Fine, a month," Erin rolled her eyes.

She handed him the clipboard where he signed his name up- he didn't recognize all the names, but he did see Alexy, Violette, Iris and even Melody's name. He quickly signed up his name- he didn't believe that he would get a good match for the blind date, but he did wish for free coffee.

It was later that day when the cupid grams were delivered. Melody and Nathaniel had split the pile of requests. Nathaniel now stood outside one of the classrooms where his last request was. He was trying his best to not scowl, frown or even curse as he entered the room. Everyone's eyes were on him- a few of the girls looked at him hopefully, hopeful that maybe the cupid gram was for them. However, Nathaniel just headed straight to Castiel.

Castiel looked up a bit confused as Nathaniel thrust a large bundle of flowers, balloons and chocolate into his arms. Oh hell no, Castiel thought irritated, hoping the cupid gram wasn't from Amber. He thought he made it clear to her last year that he didn't want any damn cupid grams.

Nathaniel gritted his teeth before he started to sing,

"We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts: I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air."

Castiel's eyes narrowed. His fuse was already starting to blow. He couldn't risk getting another detention- not when he was close to maybe getting suspended. So he was practically forced to sit there with a scowl and his arms crossed as Nathaniel continued to sing,

"…Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting; all that's left to do is run. You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess, It's a love story, baby, just say, 'Yes.'"

Okay that is it, Castiel thought as he felt a headache coming on.

"Shut the hell up," Castiel growled, "Before I make you."

Nathaniel let out a sigh of relief, oh thank God I can stop. Castiel stood up, his eye twitching and his fist clenched.

"Who the fucking hell ordered me a cupid-gram with that damn song?"

The teacher made a comment about language, but Castiel ignored her. Nathaniel just quickly handed him the personal message and left, trying to keep his own temper under control. Castiel cursed under his breath, swearing revenge on whoever sent the cupid-gram. He looked down at the message.

Don't wake me up at three in the morning with your loud music, jackass.

Castiel scowled, Erin. That damn crazy bitch… At least I got free chocolate from it.

Long after school had ended, Lysander and Erin were in the café like usual. Hopper's was decorated for Valentine's Day with red streamers, heart balloons, soft romantic music, flowers on the tables (along with table cloths) and Valentine's Days specials. A flyer was on the wall, stating details about asking about Blind Hopper's- the blind date event that was set to take place soon.

The café was closed so they could get ready as the event was going to take place in ten minutes- though there was already a small line outside awaiting to get in for the event. Lysander, Ryan, and Erin worked hard to pair people together- though Erin was nearly ecstatic that Luke's name was on the list (his form listed a preference for males, but was bisexual). They just finished getting everything ready and the doors were about to open.

"By the way love," Lysander whispered to her just as the doors opened, "Thank you for the cupid-gram. We will have our own Valentine at your house."

"My house? Did you sneak in to set something up again," Erin asked.

She took Lysander's sly grin as a yes. She still wasn't sure how he knew where she kept her extra house key, but her money was on Castiel telling him (said redhead had yet to see Erin which was thankful for as she wasn't looking forward to whatever revenge he planned). Rolling her eyes at him in amusement, she greeted the people who entered.

One by one, she took different people to their set tables. When Lysander noticed some of the couples, he turned to Erin.

"I don't recall helping you with some of these."

"You didn't have to," Erin chimed, "Some of these are sure to hit it off."

Lysander hummed, not as sure as she was. He wasn't even sure of a blind date in general- the idea didn't settle well with him. Erin had bribed him into helping with the event with kisses and with an offer like that, how could he refuse?

He looked briefly at some of the couples. He saw Violette with Jade. He didn't recognize the man Iris was with. He saw Nathaniel and Melody together at a table and the last couple he knew were Luke and Alexy. I am sure she planned this, Lysander thought a bit amused, In a way, she is like Rosayla in that aspect.

Luke looked at his date a bit nervously as he tugged on the red scarf he wore. He just knew that Erin did this on purpose- she didn't meddle too much into other people's lives, but she was the only one aware that he liked Alexy. Unless, by some sick fate, Alexy did just happen to be the person he matched up with. He looked at Alexy. Alexy wasn't nearly as nervous as he was. Though Alexy might have just been hiding any nerves. He was smiling at Luke charmingly,

"Wow, when I signed up for this I didn't expect my date to be so handsome," Alexy chirped.

Luke blushed slightly before coughing. Putting up a charming façade in hopes to impress Alexy, Luke leaned forward,

"I could say the same thing," Luke said, thankful he didn't stutter.

To Luke's disappoint, Alexy wasn't phased by the comment at all. If anything, his grin just grew. He glanced around the café and frowned slightly.

"This place is a lot more crowded than I thought it was going to be. Wanna go somewhere else?"

Luke's smooth façade crumbled as he looked at Alexy,

"A-Are you asking me on a d-date? A r-real date?"

"Well yeah," Alexy said as it was obvious, "I have liked you for awhile and we became friends and I want to be more than friends. So what do you say?"

Luke bit his lip before grinning,

"Sure. There's a new horror movie playing at the theater, want to go see that instead?"

At Alexy's nod, the two interlocked arms and headed out of the café- Erin watched them with a grin, happy that they finally found someone. Rosayla would be proud of this matchmaking scheme.

At the end of the day, with nearly all the blind dates being successful, Erin was looking forward to finally getting to spend some much needed alone time with Lysander for their own Valentine's Day. As soon as Lysander parked his car outside her house (as her car was in the shop) and they got out of the car, Lysander picked Erin up bridal style. She let out a small squeak in surprise as she blushed, but held onto him for fear of being dropped. Lysander looked at her amused,

"Don't worry, love, I won't drop you."

Erin didn't reply as she buried her face in his chest, still a bit scared of falling. Lysander held onto her a bit tighter and was able to unlock the door with her still in his arms before he used his foot to nudge the door open. He carried her through the doorway with a small grin. Finally he set her down in a chair when they reached the kitchen.

Lysander kicked his shoes off to the side, setting them and his socks by the door, knowing that Erin wouldn't enjoy him tracking the dirt from her driveway into the house.

Erin looked around- Lysander really did set up the house. The dim lights set a nice mood and it reminded her briefly of what he did on their birthday as he had rose petals everywhere and soft music playing. However, unlike her birthday, there was letter on the table addressed to her in Lysander's neat writing.

As her hand reached for the letter, Lysander quickly stopped her by taking her hand in his,

"A dance, m'lady?"

She smiled. Her eyes briefly glanced to the letter, but the letter would still be there after their dance. She kicked off her heels so she wouldn't trip.

"Of course, kind sir."

As soft music played in the background, Lysander and she slowly waltzed around the room. Erin had danced with Lysander before- on her birthday- but there was something in this dance- something that was different. Maybe because it was Valentine's Day. The dance felt more intimate than playful. There was passionate, loving atmosphere that was being created.

Erin rested her head on Lysander's shoulder as he held her close to him. She could his breathing on the back of her neck and she was sure that he could feel her breath on his neck as well. The sensation caused shivers down her spine and she gripped onto Lysander a bit tighter.

Finally, she looked up at him and gave him a short, but passionate kiss. Their kisses never lasted that long and they never involved tongue- both of them felt that a kiss with an opened mouth should be reserved for intimate moments.

"Now can I read the note," Erin asked playfully.

At Lysander's nod, she grabbed the letter carefully, noting that it was on parchment paper. Honestly, it astounds me how much he loves the more traditional things. The amusement in her eyes faded as she read the letter- the poem. A poem about her- about her smile, her laugh, her happiness, and her passion. The very last line of the poem, written a bit bigger than the rest of it, seemed to burn into her mind. 'I love you' the words had read.

When she finished reading, she slowly set the letter back down, tears bristling at her eyes. Lysander stepped towards her before he took a step back and looked away, a bit ashamed. Erin wiped her tears with the back of her hand before turning to Lysander. He was shifting his weight, wanting to just disappear in embarrassment and shame. She was crying- he figured it was because he was moving too quickly.

He opened his mouth to apologize, but Erin stopped him as she jumped into his arms, smashing her lips against his. He used his hands to prop her up as her legs wrapped his waist and her arms were wrapped around his neck. Erin's lips were smashed up against his perfectly and he opened his eyes in surprise when he felt her open her mouth slightly.

Lysander closed his eyes, melting into the kiss as he kissed her back passionately, both of them in the heat of the moment. Lysander managed to walk over to the counter, where the empty space was, and set her down on the counter. Sitting on the counter, Erin finally took her lips away from Lysander, her arms still around his neck as he stood between her legs.

She felt as if she was on over drive. His hands were gripping her thighs and suddenly what used to be a gentle, comforting touch, turned electric.

"I love you too," she whispered, "…Perhaps we should take this to the bedroom?"

Erin looked away shyly, blushing bright red. The thought of sex never embarrassed her this much before, but with Lysander it was different. Lysander looked at her surprised, blushing slightly. He hesitantly picked her up again, this time in a bridal fashion. He could feel her skin heating up in his touch.

"As you wish, m'lady."

Erin rested with her head on Lysander's bare chest. His hand was around her waist, his thumb gently rubbing circles on her soft skin. His eyes were closed as he breathed slowly, resting. The black blankets of Erin's (thankfully very large) bed covered their naked bodies.

Erin, however, was not sleep. She was too busy smiling as she just thought about they just did. Lysander was hesitant to even do anything- she had to reassure him that she was perfectly fine with what they were doing. Throughout the whole thing, she was the one who took the lead, showing him what to do as it was obvious he had never been so intimate with anyone before. Of course, if anyone changed their minds, 'peaches' was their safe word to stop. Thankfully, neither of them had second thoughts or any regret as they showed just how much they loved each other.

The clock read 1:03 in the morning. She hated to wake Lysander up so early, but there was something she had to say.

"Lysander," she said gently, "Lysander."

He moved slightly in his sleep before his eyes fluttered open. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead,

"Is there anything wrong, love?"

"No," she said as she looked up at him, "I just… wanted to say…thank you."

Lysander laughed loudly,

"Dear, I am the one who should be saying thank you. You trust me enough to do something this intimate and-"

He stopped for a moment, furrowing his brows,

"Is someone knocking on the door?"

They both stopped for a moment to listen. Sure enough, there was loud pounding on the front door. Erin had heard the same knocking when they were occupied but had dismissed it. Had whomever was knocking been knocking for that long? Just as she was about to stand up to get the door, they both heard Castiel's voice screaming at them,

"I COULD HEAR YOU ALL THE WAY FROM MY HOUSE!"