Chapter 5- Keep It

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A/N- ^ this is Jace Johnson:)

Jace's POV:
I walk towards the girl, and lean down to her.
She's laying on the ground, and looks like she's about to pass out.

"Did you come here with anyone?" I ask her.
She just mumbles something.
I sigh, "What's your address so I can drive you home?"

I look back to her, and she's already passed out before I got my answer.
I pick her up, bridal style.

I walk with her in my arms, towards the back door of the club.
I walk to my car, and put her in the passenger seat.
"Whatever you do, don't throw up." I say pointing at her.

I drive her to my house, and change her out of her dress. I quickly put her in my shirt, which is way to big for her. I bring her to the guest room, and go to my room and sleep.

Aspen's POV:
I wake up in an unfamiliar room.
Needless to say, the room is huge and fancy.
I sit up, and my head starts pounding.

I squint through the sunlight passing through the windows. I look down at my clothes, and I'm in some oversized t-shirt.

I get up, and open the bedroom door.
I peep my head out, and see an empty hallway.

I hear noise coming from downstairs, so I go there.
I follow the noise, and it leads me to a kitchen.
I glance in, and I see a man with his back facing me.

I clear my throat to get his attention.
He turns and faces me.
It's Jace Johnson.

"Um, hi." I say.
"Hey."
"What happened last night? Why am I here?" I ask.
"Well, a man drugged you, and tried raping you.
I got there before anything drastic happened, and well, I saved you."

He hands me an aspirin and water, and I sit at the table.
"Wow. Thank you." I say.
"Don't mention it." He says.
It's quiet for a while, until he says something,
"I'm Jace by the way."
"I know, I've seen you in magazines and stuff like that. I'm Aspen."
"Well, Aspen, Do you want me to drive you home?"
"Yeah, thanks." I say.

We get in his car, which looks amazing and very expensive.
"Address?" He asks.
I tell him my address, and we drive there in silence.

We pull up to my apartment, and I get out of the car.

I remember I have his shirt, and I knock on the window so he'll roll it down.

"Don't you want your shirt back?" I ask.

"Keep it. It looks better on you."

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