affair II ; jack gilinsky

forty-four

savannah's pov

jack, tristan and i all took a flight from london to nevada, where we met with lauren and the guys to rent two cars and drive down to the cabin.

nate, sammy and jack all carpooled in the car behind us, whereas johnson drove our car with lauren in the passenger seat and tristan and i in the back.

"come on, lauren! pick a song, we're almost there" johnson complained, since she had been trying to find, in her words, the perfect song for our journey.

"i'm trying, i'm trying" she quickly scrolled through her phone until the silence was soon filled with the intro to a familiar song.

i listened closely and my chest slightly tightened as i noticed that lauren had selected american by lana del rey.

"we waited ten minutes for this?" johnson frowned, whilst i remembered back to the last time that i heard this song — in the conference room, at work, late at night, and with max.

"actually, can we change the song?" i abruptly spoke up, causing lauren to turn to me in her seat.

"what? savannah, this used to be our favourite".

"i know, but remember what happened months ago that suddenly made me hate this song?" i tried my best to remind her, and it wasn't long until she finally understood.

"oh yeah, i'm sorry. i'll change it" she instantly paused the song, scrolling through her phone again.

i laughed at johnson's impatience as he groaned a loud.

"you know, i can't wait for zayn to arrive tomorrow, at least he loves me" lauren protested.

"this was supposed to be a friends' trip any ways, not a couples' retreat — no offence tristan" johnson immediately defended.

"none taken" tristan brushed off.

"you can't complain, you're the one who was dying to meet him" i mentioned.

"true, this could give us all a chance to get to know him" lauren backed me up and settled to playing some old drake songs.

"fine. tristan, what are your intentions with savannah?" johnson questioned him, causing lauren and i simultaneously roll our eyes.

"here we go. do you have to do this every time savannah and i get a boyfriend?" she inquired.

"yes!" he exclaimed. "it's very crucial. tristan? your answer?".

"well, i intend to be there for savannah, support her dreams, make her happy and make sure that she has the most perfect life" tristan took hold of my hand.

"oh, i didn't expect you to actually have a good answer" johnson scratched his neck.

"tristan's a business man, he's good at thinking on the spot" i proudly told them and he smiled back, before kissing my cheek.

we arrived outside the cabin after a few minutes and started taking all of our luggage out of the car.

"my bag is so heavy" lauren tried her best to carry and pull it out of the trunk.

"here, i'll do it" johnson offered, putting his own things down to help.

"tristan, can you help me with mine?" i kindly asked.