We Found Love in a Hopeless Place

Chapter 3

Rose's POV:

I woke up in bed with a stranger holding me. Oh wait, that's just Dylan. But I wonder if Alyssa came back at all; it doesn't seem like it, though, because her bed seems as if it wasn't slept in. It probably wasn't.

"Morning sleeping beauty," Dylan says in a rough morning voice.

"Good morning. Sorry for making you stay with me last night. You probably thought I was crazy or creepy... or both. Definitely both."

"No, it's fine."

"Are you sure? I mean, we just officially met yesterday and I don't know, I just feel like a total creep. Like seriously, what normal person asks a pretty much stranger to cuddle with them?"

"Well, if that's what helps you sleep at night; I'm happy to oblige," he chuckles as if it was nothing.

"Well, thank you," I giggle.

"Yeah, no problem. I should probably get going, though."

"What are you up to today? More parties?"

"No, and not really anything. Just going to hang around."

"Oh, well, I leave tomorrow. Do you maybe want to hang around with me today?"

"Why not?" he chuckles. "But I have to go home and shower and stuff, so maybe I could pick you up around one o'clock?"

"Sounds perfect!"

As soon as Dylan leaves, I hop in the shower. I then blow dry my hair and throw on a flowy summer dress. My make up was done lightly with neutral colors and brown mascara. When I finish getting ready, I coincidentally get a text from Dylan saying, "You ready?"

Dylan's POV:

"You ready?" I texted Rose.

"Yeah, whenever you're ready," she replies.

I arrive at the hotel Rose is staying in and wait for her in the lobby. She starts to ascend the stairs all Titantic-like, which is ironic, since her name is Rose. But she looked wonderful, more natural than when I saw her at the party.

She notices me staring and asks, "What?"

"Nothing, it's just.. you look nice."

"Well, thank you, Mr. O'Brien. But you're not so bad yourself."

I chuckle and mutter a thanks. "So you ready to go?"

"Yeah, but where might you be taking us?"

"It's a surprise; you'll just have to wait and see.."

"Fine, whatever," she says defeated.

I take her hand in mine and head for my car. Once we get in, she kept begging me to tell her where we were going. I kept telling her no, but she kept pressing.

"If you don't stop talking, I'm going to suck your lips off," I say jokingly. I wouldn't really kiss her, because I don't think she would want me too. Even if she did, I still don't think I would.

"Suck my lips off? Okay, I guess I'll be quiet.." she replies, giggling.