Jc Caylen is known worldwide and to most girls, he's a complete hottie who stole their heart, swooning them through a computer screen, but to Rose Freyheart, he is nothing more than another random YouTuber selling pointless merchandise to young, naive girls.
But when one day Rose gets lost in Times Square on New Year's eve, stranded from her best friend with a dead phone and no money, and she sees him. Jc Caylen. With no other option, she approaches him to ask for a cab ride home.
"Hi, I'm Rose. I know this is annoying but-" Rose started.
"You want a picture? Yah of course."
Rose chuckles. "No, actually I was wondering if you could pay for my cab home? I've lost my best friend and my phones flat."
"Oh, shit sorry I thought you were a fan. Are you? That's besides the point. Yeah no problem. What's the name of your hotel?"
"Well, thats the other thing. I don't exactly know. All the information was in my wallet which my friend, Kaylie, had."
"That's fine. I'm supposed to be meeting Kian, Trevor, Sam and Ricky at my hotel room anyway so you can come charge your phone and call your friend. Plus that means i get to spend time with a pretty girl. Win win for me."
He's cute, she thought to herself, but I don't see what all the fuss is about.
Almost as if reading her mind Jc said "you know what makes you cool? The fact you aren't all over me. You talk to me like i'm a normal human, which I am. Thanks." He smiled at her and much to Rose's surprise a couple butterfly's perked up in her stomach. She didn't know whether it was that she had had too much to drink or whether she was devolving a crush, but tonight was gonna be interesting either way.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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