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3 years before the apocalypse~

Izabella POV~
Today was the day of my first job interview. And I was late. The interview at 8:30 AM and me lazily rolling out of bed at 7. "God what the hell happened to my alarm clock?" Then I look down to see the barren wall outlet with the alarm plug sitting on the floor. "God damnit!" I throw on my dress I picked out the night prior, grab my purse and sweater. Run to the bathroom clean myself up. It's 7:30, I have time to go to the cafe down the road.

I hop in my car and drive down to Rose's Cafe. I walk in the door and order my Carmel macchiato and wait.  I receive it and start to rush out the door. Then I literally ran into someone on my way out, his coffee all over my newly cleaned dress. He was an Irish man, I could tell by his accent "Oh my Lord, I'm sorry lass." He picked up the empty coffee cup. It was now 7:54. I replied with a sigh and an "It's alright don't worry about it. It was my fault." I go up to the counter now soaked with coffee asking for a towel or something to dry up the mess, and they hand me a mop and bucket. Okay I was being nice offering to help, not looking to do the custodians job but I sighed and took the bucket anyways. With a shock it was soon taken from my hands by a man with green hair, the one I assaulted. "Let a fellow Irishmen help a lass out, I did spill your coffee." 

                 [OH IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW IZABELLA IS IRISH! AT LEAST I WISH I WAS! hehe ;) ]

I now felt bad, I made a mess and he is cleaning it up. He did spill my coffee but I did run into him. I was embarrassed and ashamed. "At least let me help ya with something." He shakes his head and insists, "no its fine I got it, but don't ya leave on me, I wanna talk to ya." He lets out an infectious giggle that melted my heart and burned my cheeks red. He didn't notice thank god, then I would've been really screwed. I wait until he is done and realize he got some on his sweater. I go over to the counter and grab a napkin. I go over to him "Hold still, I'm going to clean the coffee I got on ya off." He now giggles as I pointlessly wipe off his sweater with a napkin. "Ya know I do indeed have a washin machine in my house." I then let out a laugh " I"m sorry sir, I just felt bad, I made a mess and didn't help ya clean it." He then takes off his sweater and puts it on you because you are literally soaked in the coffee that now your dress is two-toned, as if it was left to decay in an attic for decades. "Let me know your name before I let ya use my washing machine, so I know your not a serial killer or somethin'." I almost forgot I haven't told him my name. "It's Izabella, Izabella O' Sullivan."

(If that's your last name thats cool, its not mine I made it up bc if I said my real name that would be dummb lol, but back to the story!)

"The name's Sean, Sean McLoughlin. But my friends call me Jack." I giggled "Okay Jack, I would love to see your washing machine." Which made both of us giggle. I got in his car and we drove to his house in Brighton. "Oh and I am definitely a first class serial killer." He slams on the brakes, thank god on a back road. Then with my joke punishing me by slamming my face into the dash board. "Ow, just kidding, it was a joke Sean." I hold my nose to find a slightly warm liquid drip from my nose. "Oh shit, im so sorry Iz, are you alright? Ya caught me at a bad moment, I was thinking and then you threw that out and- threw me off guard." I let out a kind of fake laugh and smile "Yea I'm fine just a little shook up, that's all." Its now 8:45 I have given up on my interview and hope that this goes a little better than it just did. Sean pulled over and parked the car. "I need to make sure your okay because that was a rough hit, let me see you." He turns and turns your head and inspects your face to make sure that your fine. You almost past inspection when you felt it. Shit my nose hasn't stopped bleeding yet. "Your bleeding, god I'm so sorry lass, I didn't mean to hurt ya." Honestly it was okay other than a little headache and the blood. "No really it's fine. I'm okay." He then pulls the car out of park and drives rather fast, we were now three miles down the road and my nose hasn't stopped bleeding. Hmmm is it getting hot in here? I can't tell if it is me or the car. I took a little bit deeper breaths to try and cool myself down attracting the attention of Sean. "Are you feelin okay? Ya look as pale as a ghost." This seems to put alarm into his words, but I don't understand why. I just met him and he is treating me like I have known him for years. "Yea... I think so. Is it hot in here?" I start fanning myself. "Umm no the AC is blasting, ya sure your all right?" A wave of dizziness sent my head spinning. My eyes started to close and my head now starting lean forward."Well that answers my question!" He quickly lifts my head and holds it up with his hand, but now my eyes are now opened and I'm alert and frankly scared to death. "What the hell just happened?" I asked in confusion. "Just keep your eyes open we are almost to my house." He sped down the street as my head started to sway. He made a sharp right and we were in his driveway. He parked the car and naturally I tried to get out of it and ended up on the pavement after three uncoordinated steps. "Can you get up?" he asked scanning me up and down. I struggle to get up and take a few more steps before again eating the ground again. I shake my head"Alrighty then up we go." He picked me up bridal style as my nose now bled on his shirt, another shirt covered in stains via me. He was practically running trying to get me in his house. When he got me to the door he propped me up against the door frame while he got his key "Stay there will ya, don't try to run a marathon." He then fumbles with the key to get it in the lock. "Slow down I'm not dead, take your time." I was swaying a little but I could handle it, but my nose, I just let it bleed down my face I couldn't stop it anymore. "Yea okay tell that to your blood water slide." I giggled. He couldn't help but crack a smile at that. He got the door open, finally I was about to fall over. "Alright lets go, to the couch!" He picked me up bridal style again and ran like a super hero to the couch. He laid me down and ran to the kitchen to get water and crackers. Placed them on a coffee table, ran back with paper towels and Tylenol. "Alright sit up." I used all of my left over energy to scoot myself up so that he could work his "magic". "Eat these please." He handed me a handful of saltines and I devoured them, then drank most of the water. "Now take these." He handed me two capsules of medicine and I finished them and the water. He now handed me a paper towel to try to stop the bleeding . I held my nose back and applied pressure. Finally after twenty minutes of bleeding it finally stopped. "It stopped bleeding." I told him he was in the kitchen talking to what seemed to be a doctor on the phone. "Okay I'll be there in a second." Two minutes pass and I'm awfully tired, but Sean comes over just before I could doze off. "So I was talking to emergency medical care and they said that ya probably have a mild concussion, I'm so sorry Izabella." I looked at him and laughed "No way, I should be sorry, I scared the shite out of ya!" I laughed and so did he. "Bad news tho Iz." I look at him confused "What's wrong?" 

"Ya gotta stay up tonight, so you'll be stayin' here with me."

AHH i know its shit but just bare with me. It is a work in progress and trust me it will get better I am a pretty good writer so pleeaseee continue to read my story. Please dont give up on me. Thank you <3 See you in the next chapter buh-bye!