Run Away J.M.

35

Rose's pov

My alarm clock rings, and I throw it off my dresser. I pull myself out of bed, running off three hours of horrible sleep.

I roll out of bed, walking down the stairs. I walk into the kitchen and grab a pear and take a bite of it.

I walk back up the stairs, seeing I have about two hours to get ready. I walk to the bathroom, and into the shower, taking my time.

I walk to my closet, looking for a more formal, but not too classy outfit to wear.

I pull a blue dress out from the closet, and hold it in front of me. I put it on my arm grab a pair of white lace high heels and sunglasses

I walk downstairs and my phone starts to buzz, I smile knowing its Jack.

"Hello?" I answer the phone, walking into the kitchen.

"Hey, Rose. I'm outside, no rush" he says and I smile, taking a water bottle out from the fridge.

"Okay, I'll be out in just a second" I say, hanging up the phone, and running to grab my bag.

I take a sip of the water, walking out the front door, locking it behind me.

I get into the passenger side, and smile over at Jack. I put my seat belt on and he starts the car.

"You look very nice" He says, grabbing the steering wheel, pulling away from the house.

"Thank you" I smile, looking out of the window, trying not to blush.

"I need a drink" He whispers, almost for me not to hear it, and makes a right turn.

I look down the water bottle in my lap, and try to hand it to him.

He stops at a stoplight, looks down at it, and back up at me for a moment, going on the green light.

"I'm not going to take that from you" He laughs a little bit, and I look at him.

"Why not?" I ask, as my eyebrows furrow, and I look armt the bottle in my hand.

"Because it's yours" he shrugs, "we will just stop at a gas station, we have twenty minutes" he says.

"No, just drink mine, don't waste your money!" I yell, shaking the bottle, "Besides, we can share it" I shrug, as he laughs.

"Are you sure, Rose" He says and I nod my head, and he smiles.

He pulls into the office parking lot and takes the bottle from my hand. He takes a sip, handing it back to me.

We both get out of the laughing, as I fix my dress. Jack opens the office door for me and I walk into the lobby.

Jack grabs my hand, guiding me over to the front desk.

"Rose O'Reilly" Jack says, as I look down at our hands laced together.