Living in a viciously boring cycle of tips and refills, a young waitress finds herself being pulled headfirst into the world of sex, drugs, and rock & roll.
With an unexpected turn of events, Lyla embarks on a journey with the three handsome men fro...
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The turn-by-turn directions in the rental car Jungkook was driving made it less difficult for him to navigate the unknown streets but it still made it no easy task for him to find his destination. Lyla had mentioned on multiple occasions that she was from a low-populated town, but he wasn't expecting to have to pass by so many farms and crops on his way to go see her either. If it wasn't for Jin secretly texting him Gypsy's address, there would be no way in hell he would have ever made it out here on his own.
Taehyung and Jimin were still unaware of the guitarist's spontaneous plans and he intended on keeping it that way. After charging his phone enough at the airport, he lied and told them that he wouldn't be able to catch another flight out until the next day but promised he would make it to the show in time. Twenty minutes later and after two lectures on responsibility and safety from Hoseok and Yoongi, he hung up and started mentally preparing himself to see the woman he loves. He had convinced her to join them on tour the first time. Maybe, just maybe, he could convince her to change her mind about the breakup. The world be damned! He didn't care what anyone had to say about him or his band and he would stand up to anyone who spoke against Lyla. As long as she was in his life, no obstacle seemed too big to overcome.
His heart began to beat even more rapidly the closer the GPS said he was to his intended destination. He was well aware that his plan could end horribly and how much of a possibility it was that he could leave three times as heartbroken than he was when showed up, but he also knew he would have never forgiven himself if he didn't ever try.
"In 1,000 feet, make a left turn onto Magnolia Road," the GPS instructs and JK glances down at the lit-up display to see how long it will be until he arrives at their apartment complex.
***
With a large cup of frozen yogurt in her hand in spite of the wintry chill in the air, Lyla and Jordan step off the curb after exiting the small-town shop on the way to the warmth of his sapphire-colored truck. Wiggling her shoulders with a grin as she takes a bite of the delicious dessert, he chuckles and opens the door for her like the gentleman he was always raised to be.
"You seem to be in a better mood," he states as he waits for her to hoist herself inside and put on her seatbelt.
"I am," she agrees while sticking the spoon back into the cold mixture. "It's been a nice night. Thank you for that, seriously."
Flashing his all-star perfectly white smile at her, Jordan nods his head, "What are friends for? And thank you for coming out with me. Ready to go back home?"
Taking a second to think, a sincere warmth radiates in her chest, "Yeah, I am. There's something I think I need to do."
***
Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves as he anxiously taps onto the steering wheel when he sees that he merely has five minutes left before he arrives, he practices the different ways he could potentially greet her when she opens the door. Rolling his eyes at how idiotic he probably sounds right now, he turns down the music blasting through the speakers and turns on his blinker to turn into the parking lot of the luxurious apartment complex as a rumble from thunderous clouds resounds from the sky. For a small town, it was a fancier place than he anticipated it to be, but remembering how Gypsy's family comes from money makes him nod his head at his own thoughts as he scans the numbers on the multiple buildings to try to find the correct one.
