Saving Rose

So long And Good Night

(This title is in memory of My Chemical Romance, because they were such an amazing band)
Hey! So, this is the last chapter. Ever. Of Saving Rose. Wow. This has been so much fun.
I know I say stuff like this every chapter, but I swear to god I can't help it. This is all because of my beautiful readers :) so, thanks for supporting me, and last but not least, I hope you enjoy this story, I hope you tell me what you think, and I hope you have a good day :)


(A little later in Rose's pregnancy)

"Jaime Alberto Preciado, get in here right now!" I scream, but with a slight smile on my face. He's in the room before I have time to take a breath.
"What?" He asks, trying to slow his breathing. It's kind of funny, but warms my heart at the same time, how he gets here so fast, even if it's not anything like life or death. I swear I love him more and more each day.
"She kicked! It happened around a minute ago," I tell him with pride, glancing fondly at my abdomen where I know my child is. In an instant, he's kneeling in front of me, pressing his forehead to my slightly protruding stomach.
"I can't wait till I can hold her," Jaime says excitedly. "We're gonna be a family!" He's grinning from ear to ear like a child on Christmas morning. I gently take hold of his hands, clutchng them to me. This is the first time I've ever felt a kick. It punched a little, honestly, but it was amazing.


Vic's POV (a few hours later)

I'm so happy for Jaime. He's always talked about him wanting to have kids. It really escalated when he fell in love with Rose. I'm so thankful that she wants the kid too. I know he's going to love that kid more than he loves music, like how he loves Rose.
He told me a while back, even before he heard of Rose's pregnancy, that he really wants to marry her. So she can be his Mrs. Preciado. He got the ring yesterday. The whole band ended up going with him to help him pick one. And for support, since he was a nervous wreck at the store. He was worried that she wouldn't like the ring he picked. I know he's overreacting.
He wants to propose today. Which is a huge coincidence, considering their kid kicked for the first time earlier today. They called the rest of the band, along with Austin and Oli, and told us all right away.
Jaime and Rose aren't the only couple with a child on the way, actually. Alex, from All time Low, and his girl Lisa, are expecting a boy. And honestly I'm kind of concerned for a little boy raised by All Time Low. Or more like extremely concerned.
Rian, the ATL drummer, and the love of his life, Cassadee, got married a while back, but say that they aren't quite ready for kids. Although they're certainly the most mature ATL couple. And I doubt that anyone's ever truly ready for kids. Especially if one parent is in a touring band.
Lately, Mike and Frenchi have been hanging around each other again after their messy break-up, and have made up. And made out. On multiple occasions, too. I know they love each other. Mike's told me before, just brother to brother. Frenchi told me that she loves him once, too. It was after a small fight, and she said that she hated arguing with him, because she loved him so much. They really want to work things out, I can tell. I'm happy that my little brother's finally found the right girl, and I hope he can keep her.


Rose's POV (Around 5pm)

I'm washing the dishes when Jaime walks into the kitchen. "Hey, want to go to dinner tonight?" He asks me with a charming smile. I pretend to really think about it, stroking my imaginary beard for a few moments before I nod, trying to look a little doubtful. Then, I give him a teasing smile to know I'm joking.
"Where are we going?" I ask him, already thinking about what I should wear. I can't decide really until I know what kind of place it is.
"Somewhere... Nice," he answers, winking. Okay, I guess. I can live with surprises.
I decide on a dark purple dress with cute lacy straps, and pair it with plain black flats. Jaime's wearing a nice suit, and when I say nice, I mean extremely attractive. He adds a purple tie to his outfit when he sees the color of my dress. After that, we're out the door and on our way.
The purple dress was a good choice over any semi-casual dress. He restaurant, some unpronounceable Italian place, seems very expensive. Like, really, really expensive. Not a place for just any normal dinner. I'm starting to wonder why Jaime randomly wanted to come here.
Once we're seated, we're given menus. Which, true fact, do not have a word of English on the Just great. I glance up at Jaime with a look of slight terror.
"Um, J, you can read this, right?" I laugh nervously, and he looks at me grinning with a sense of confidence that I hope means yes.
"Nope." I can't help but laugh. We're screwed. This'll be awkward. "Chef's special, baby!" Jaime cheers, and I shake my head amusingly.
"Wow," I remark, staring at the menu and trying to understand at least one word on the entire menu just out of curiosity. No luck. "Well, this'll be interesting."
Jaime nods in honest agreement, but with a playful sparkle in his eyes. "It'll be fun, though!"
His reaction makes me smile and roll my eyes dramatically at him. But I still believe him, that it'll be fun. I always do, I guess. Part of loving someone is believing in them, no matter what. And besides, when is being around Jaime not fun?
The chef's special tastes like heaven. That's pretty much the only way to accurately describe it. It's smoked salmon with a really amazing lemon sauce, boiled asparagus, creamy, cheesy potatoes, and a choice of any dessert. Jaime gets chocolate cake with got fudge syrup drizzled on top of it. I get black cherry sorbet. We each try a bite of each others', and like each dessert equally. We end up just taking half of the other person's dessert and giving them half of ours.
We've just finished up, and we're waiting for the check to come, when Jaime stands up. He shakily gives me the cutest smile I've ever seen, complete with adorable dimples, and slowly walks around to my side of the table. He looks like he's on the top of the world, but he's so close to the edge that he could fall any second now. Suddenly, he drops down onto one knee. My hands fly up to my mouth as tears fill my eyes. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh. My. God.
"Miss Rose Ashton, will you marry me?"
"Yes," I choke out, flying into his arms. "I love you," I sob, hiccuping a little. He gives me a cute smile, kissing the tip of my nose.
"I love you too."