Create A Divine Move

Chapter 19- "Red rose"

A/n again, the song daylight is for a certain scene, you'll know which.

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"Wow." Jackson says as I get to the bottom of the staircase. "You look- wow. You look Amazing."

My heart is beating faster then ever as I look into his eyes.

"Thanks." I say smiling like and idiot. "You look amazing too."

Fuck. I can't be thinking of him this way, not now. I have a boyfriend. I've had a crush on Tyler for years and now that he's my boyfriend I'm thinking about someone else, what is wrong with me.

But I think a part of me has had a crush on Jackson longer and that scares me.

"I got this for you." He says reaching into his tuxedo pocket and pulling out a red rose.

He hands it to me and I look down at it. How did he know?

Wait a minute.

"How did you know I was dressed as Belle?" I question.

"Lucky guess?" He says, sounding more like a question.

"You peeked at my outfit." I say swatting his arm.

"Maybe I peeked just a little. But hey I cut the thorns of the rose so you didn't get hurt, that's got to earn me back some points." He says.

I roll my eyes "I forgive you."

"Do you know what my costume is?" I look down as outfit. The bow tie is the giveaway.

"You're James Bond obviously."

"They were all saying I'm dressed up as myself." He says pointing with his thumb behind him to our friends. We begin to walk towards them. "So how did you know I wasn't?"

"You don't normally wear a bow tie when you wear suits so if you were dressed up as you, it's inaccurate."

"Finally someone gets it."

The night goes on and we spend most of it with our friends. Jackon has to keep answering the door and telling the trick or treaters that he doesn't have any candy and to get lost. The children weren't happy with that and they then brought along their friends to hassle him more so that he would 'hand over the candy' and 'stop stealing it all for himself'.

He finally had enough of the children and decided not to answer the door anymore to which the children start knocking on windows and pressing the bell repeatedly. The longer it goes on the more annoying and repetitive it is.

I decide to give in and I raid the kitchen, knowing where everything is. I grab the secret treats from the hiding spots, they aren't candy but they'll do. I take a sip of something, the way that it burns my throat confirming that its alcohol, I'm going to need it if I'm going to face these kids alone. I rake through the cupboards picking out anything appetizing to the kids hoping it will be enough to get rid of them at least until next year.

I place another item in my already full hands. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." I hear an unfamiliar voice warn.

"What?" I say turning around and with the mass amount of things in my arm I drop a box. A black haired man looks back at me with a raised eyebrow. "It's fine." I say bending down to pick up the box. "Jackson's not going to miss...granola bars."

"Either way you're stealing."

"I do it all the time." I really just said I steal all the time? "I mean I steal Jackson's stuff all the time." Now it looks like I'm stealing from a rich person, great. "Jackson knows that I steal from him, it's a mutual thing." I say turning back around to place the things on the top so I can get a better grip on them.