3 am; joji miller

2.7

     "Rose! Come on, we're gonna start this movie without you!" Joji called. I sighed and came out of the bathroom only wearing my underwear and Joji's t-shirt. He had taken it off for me to wear to sleep in. Zayn was still sitting on the couch facing the TV. Joji was sitting in the bed waiting for me so they could start the movie.

     "What're we watching? And what'd the hotel say?" I asked, pulling the blanket up and cuddling up next to Joji.

     "They're sending someone with all of stuff. They should be here tomorrow. And we're watching 'Would You Rather.' It was one of the only English scary movies that we haven't already watched. It's got that chick from 'Pitch Perfect' in it," he said, clicking play on the remote.

     The intro was fairly long, but all of the actors were listed. Robin Lord Taylor came up and I freaked out. "Oh my god! I love him so frickin much! That's my boy!" I said smiling.

     Joji and Zayn made fun of me but I didn't care. The movie went on, and all I cared about was waiting to see him. Once he finally came up I started freaking out again. "Holy shit he looks hot as a blonde what the hell!" I said giggling like a fan girl.

     Joji covered my eyes with his hands. I pulled them away so I could see him. "Fuck off Joji, you're cute but Robin Lord Taylor's my fucking baby!" I said looking at him. He put on a fake sad face. "Hehe," I looked at him and smiled. I glanced at Zayn, who was passed out on the couch.

     "He must've been exhausted," I said referring to him. Joji nodded and reached over to the lamp on the bedside table and turned it off. "Now that you've seen your 'baby' do you wanna go to bed?" He asked. I nodded.

     He turned the TV down but left it on. He laid back, holding his arm out for me. I laid my head on his chest and cuddled up close to him. "I love you, Rose." Joji leaned down and kissed the top of my head. I looked up at him and reached up to him, kissing him gently.

     "I love you too, Joji."

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     I opened my eyes, hearing a knock on the door. It wouldn't stop. I quickly shook Joji awake. Once he woke up, he got up and we slowly walked to the door. He pulled the door open quickly, but it just turned out to be one of the maids bringing us our stuff from the other hotel. Joji said thank you and we pulled our suitcases in. At this point, Zayn woke up.

     "Why are both of you half naked?" Zayn joked, referring to me only wearing underwear and Joji's shirt, and Joji only in underwear.

     "Ha ha ha," Joji said shaking his head. He unzipped his suitcase and went through it to make sure everything was there. He also hid something in the bottom of it. I didn't see what it was, but I knew. It was the knife, the one that I had used to...well, you know.

     "Okay, so we've actually got a little more money now. We're gonna get to the airport and haul ass outta here," Joji said, zipping his suitcase back up.

     "Well, before we haul ass let me put some pants on to cover my ass," I said and grabbed a pair of shorts that were in my suitcase. I put them on and sort of tucked Joji's t-shirt into them. I wasn't planning on giving his shirt back at the moment.

     As I was doing so, Joji pulled out his phone from his suitcase and dialed a number that I was guessing was Ian's. I was right, because Joji put it on speaker, and Ian's voice came over the phone. He sounded wide awake, but it must be super late there.

     "Oh my fuck! I was so worried about you guys. I haven't slept in the past two days! Why didn't you all me? Rose, why wouldn't you pick up your phone?" He asked frantically.

     "I smashed it. Scar had a tracking and listening device on it that neither of us could get off. It was the only safe way," I explained.

"Well, what about Joji? Why didn't he answer?" Ian asked.

"We kinda had to make a quick getaway from the hotel we were in. We managed to get to another one far away from where we were. Oh yeah, and now we got an extra guy on board. His name's Zayn. Scar fucked him over too, so we're gonna get him back to the U.S." Joji explained. Zayn said a quick hey, then sat down on the bed.

"Alright, well do you have enough money for two tickets back here? Cause Max and I both already said that we'd transfer some money into your bank account if needed," Ian said.

"I think we've got enough, cause, and Rose I didn't mention this to you, but I found some money that was in that car we were in," Joji said, "It was about $700 bucks. Idiots need to learn to not keep money in their cars."

"Okay, well, if you need extra money, let me know please," Ian continued. Joji said okay.

"Also, Rose, your dad's okay. I called and checked with the people at the place he's staying," Ian said.

"Thank god! Thank you Ian, you're the best," I said, sighing in relief.

"Okay, we need to go. I'll text you before we get on the plane and then when we get off. Do you think, depending on where we go, you could come pick us up?" Joji asked.

"Of course. Just let me know where and what airport," Ian said happily, "And guys, be careful. Bye, you bunch o' fags."

We chuckled and told him bye. I made sure my suitcase was all zipped up. "Zayn, is there anything you need?" I asked him.

"No, nothing important is at the hotel I was at. Just some old shirts and crap," he said, standing up.

"Alright, lets get going," Joji said and headed towards the door. He handed me the keys to the car and told me and Zayn to go out there and wait while he checked us out of the hotel.

I unlocked the car and popped the trunk. I put my suitcase in and waited until Joji came out. He put his in and then began to walk to the driver's seat. "No, let me drive for a while. You always do," I said refusing to give him the keys.

"You drove forever the other day," he said, holding his hand out for the keys.

"Half and half?" I asked, beginning to hand him the keys. He nodded and said fine, so I handed him the keys and got in the passenger's seat.
  
     He started the car and turned the radio on. "God, I wish we had an aux chord," I said. I looked at George, who laughed at me.
  
     "Would you be the DJ?" He asked me, pulling out his phone and looking up directions to the nearest airport.
  
     "Of course I would be, I mean, I've got the best taste in music out of all of us," I said jokingly, leaning back in my seat.
  
     "Mhmm, sure you do," Zayn piped up from the backseat.
  
     "Zayn, no one asked you," I said, giving him a look. He laughed and looked out the window, as Joji began driving.
  
     "I don't know, Rose, your music is kinda out there," Joji said.
   
     "You know what, George, as soon as this is all done and over, as soon as we're back home, I'm taking you to a concert. One of my favorite bands, and I guarantee you'll love it," I said.
  
     "Is that a bet?" He asked, glancing at me, then back to the road.
  
      "Yes, yes it is."