Rose's POV:
I walked into my favorite coffee shop ordering my usual, a mocha latte. Today I was in a big hurry to get to a meeting. This meeting could get me a huge promotion in my job. I turned to rush out the door but a man ran into me and I spilled my coffee all over my dress.
"Oh no! Now I wont be able to make it to my meeting on time. Im never going to get a promotion." I said.
"I am so sorry, I didn't see you coming out."
He wouldn't stop apologizing. After I examined my now ruined dress, I looked up to face the most hansom man I have ever seen. He had black hair spiked up in a quiff, Dark brown eyes that you can just melt into. He had such chiseled features, I couldn't help but stare.
He kept apologizing until I finally said it was ok.
"I'm Zayn" he said.
"I'm Rose." He stared into my eyes as I stared back. I asked why he was staring at me.
He answered," Im sorry but, you are the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I cant help myself."
I started to blush. He said," how about I make it up to you by taking you out for another coffee tomorrow?" I agreed.
The Next Day: Rose's POV
I heard the doorbell ring and went to open it to see Zayn standing there with a rose in his hands. He looked so handsome, like usual. I couldn't believe he was actually standing at MY door. He handed me the rose. I told him my favorite flower is a rose.
"You look so beautiful"
I said "So do you." We chuckled as he led me to his car. the ride was rather silent but when we went back to the coffee shop, we both couldn't stop talking. We had so many laughs and conversations. We were both laughing at a stupid joke he had told. In the middle of our laughter I heard him whisper "I love you" under his breath. We both realized it was late and Zayn said he had to go. We both got up and I went over to hug him. As we were about to pull away from the hug, I leaned in and kissed him. After the kiss, I whispered into his ear "I love you to." He smiled and walked out the door. I decided to stay back to take in the love I felt for him.
Zayn's POV:
She is just so beautiful, I cant stand not to stare. I was crossing the street and decided to look back in the window to see her once more before the night ended. Little did I know this was my last time to ever see her. I didn't see the oncoming truck.
Rose's POV:
It was morning. I had a wonderful dream about Zayn. I decided to call him. I needed to hear his beautiful voice.
"Hello" I said
"Hi Rose" said a mysterious voice.
"Umm, where's Zayn" I asked.
"Zayn got hit by a truck last night.. he's dead."
I hung up the phone not able to breath. I hysterically started crying when my doorbell rang. I answered to find a small box at my doorstep. I set the box on the table and stared to open it. Inside was a fake rose. I figured it was from Zayn which only made me start crying again. When I started to gather my thoughts, I wondered how could Zayn get this for me if he is dead? There was an address on the box from the store where the fake flower was bought. I drove to the shop and asked the cashier when and whom was this flower bought?
She answered," Oh, last night a very handsome man came in and bought it last night. He said he was going on a date with the woman he is going to marry."
I thanked her and started to cry as I walked out. Zayn must have bought it before our date to make sure it would come in the morning.
I was was finally home. I have been crying the whole car ride back. I walked in and threw the fake flower on the ground only to see a note fall out.
the note read," The day this flower dies is the day I will stop loving you."
