[7]
-Jennifer's POV-
Taking Place In: Somehow the two were stuck in Starbucks because of a robber bothering everyone.
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"El-."
"Jennifer, you're gonna get us killed. Shut up and just stuff your face with those oreos that I brought."
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"No, no, no! I said, I wanted a private plane with models inside, handing me grapes and champagne." The robber screamed out.
Oh god, why did Ellie bring me here on this day? On this day. Where I could be killed, murdered, shot at, stabbed, choked, or anything horrendous? I'm gonna bring Ellie home after this, and punch her in the throat.
"Yes! When will it get here? I don't want anyone following my plane, by the way." The robber responded.
I looked at Ellie with a death glare, and she nervously smiled at me, This is not a smiling matter. If this robber shoots, guess who's flying threw the window. Me. I will not be killed in Starbucks. Nope, not today.
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I threw myself out the window because this robber shot someone in the leg, and I, now, have glass in my head. But, I don't mind, because I didn't want to die. The guy who was shot in the leg was right next to me, so I jumped. Not too many were in my head, possibly only like three, somehow. The person who was shot was automatically set to the nearest hospital, and the robber, who's name was Tom, is now being driven to the police station.
Ellie pulled me towards the car, but I pushed her away, deciding to walk home, than see her face at the moment.
"Jenn, come on. Don't walk in this heat."
"I do not want to see you at the moment. Because of you, I could've been shot at. I had glass in my freaking head and not a bullet in my leg, or even better, my chest. But I could've died today. I need to let that sink in right now. I will meet you home. Now drive off."
"Well, alright. Fair enough."
"Thank you."
I kissed her soft lips and began walking home. I saw Ellie speed off, honking the horn to see me jump out of my skin. And I somehow am in love with this girl. Walking home in this heat was a pain, but I didn't mind. I wanted to let five things sink into my brain.
1) I could've died today.
2) I had glass in my head.
3) Someone was shot at.
4) I still never got my coffee.
5) I am in love with Ellie Goulding.
Numbers 1 and 5 was the most troubled to be taken in. Only because my life could've been taken away by a bullet and I love this girl.
Finally reaching home, I opened the door to see Ellie dancing to her songs on her phone, not giving a shit about anything around her. I stood in the doorway, watching the 18 year old jam out to the beat of the song, and smiling. For about fifteen minutes, I decided to clear my throat, scaring Ellie, and having her roll her eyes at me.
"How long have you been standing there, Johnson?"
"Just enough to know what you do when i'm not home."
