JACKS P.O.V.

You set a foot in Roane's car only to think about everything he did for you. He gave you his suit, he helped you, and he was so generous towards you.

The car begins to drive and you quickly put your seatbelt on. Roane drives over the speed limit but you do not care. As long as you pick up Y/N on time.

'Thanks for everything,' you say towards Roane and he smiles at you. He keeps his eyes on the road but you do not care. You just hope he has heard you.

'No problem, Y/N is a good friend of mine. I'll do anything to help her and I just love helping people. It's my job,' he responds and you smile because of how good he is. He is so friendly, open, and warm towards someone he has almost never met before.

'How did you two met?' you ask. As the car continues to go down the road Roane clearly has to think about what he will answer.

'Well... I helped her. She had fallen in the rain and slipped over the stones. Her whole leg was ripped open, nothing bad. I helped her and we talked. We became friends,' he responds. He looks at you quickly before he returns his gaze at the road.

You would normally be worried about what had happened, frightened for Y/N's life but for some strange reason you trust Roane helping her and that she will be okay.

You have never become such good friends with a total stranger. Normally it takes a while before you are such good friends with someone.

'Than I thank you for helping her,' you say. You are raised as a gentleman and will always be a gentleman so you thank him for helping your girlfriend.

He doesn't look over because you are riding down a very crowed area of L.A. It will take a few minutes before you reach Marks flat and a minute or five until you find Y/N's hotel

'Sean?' Roane asks you with a very low tone in his voice. He moves his head to the right side so he can look at you. You stare back.

'Yes?' you ask him back. You have no idea where he wants to talk about. You know it is probably about Y/N but you do not know anything specific.

'The restaurant I have called is named Patina Restaurant. They'll ask your surname. It's Murphy. And don't worry about the money, I got you,' he smiles and you stare at him in shock.

Patina Restaurant is one of the expensive restaurants in L.A. and Roane wants to pay for it all? You think about it for a split second. You know that almost everyone would say yes but you decline.

'Thank you but I will pay myself,' you say while thanking him again. This is just too much. You hope Roane will understand that.

'I didn't ask you; now go otherwise you will run late!' Roane says as the car stops in front of Y/N's hotel and you rush out of the car.

You look around the hotel, it has stopped raining and you are now able to stand in the open without getting wet. You look at the car you have just sat in and the driver: your friend.

You know you cannot decline once more; it will hurt the feelings of Roane. If someone wants to help you THAT bad, you have to take the help.

Yet a part of you is telling you to pay for yourself. You let your hands go down your pockets just to remember this aren't your pants which means you have no phone, keys or money with you. You are unable to pay for it all, how much you wanted it to.

You walk into the hotel and people stare at you because you are wearing a suit with F/C bowtie and shoes. You know people would stare but as long as Y/N likes it you are happy.

You take the stairs, bad memories from the elevator although nothing happened in that elevator. You just do not want to step in those iron monsters ever again.

You walk slowly up the stairs because you know you are on time. AT least you hope so. And if you would run, you would be sweating like a pregnant nun once you are at the right place.

You have all the time of the world to think about your plan and what you are going to do. You will take Y/N to the restaurant, walk with her through the streets and maybe there are some shops open. If you are lucky they will because it is almost Christmas.

You reach the right floor and walk down the hall towards your girlfriend's room. You check your bowtie, fix your hair and continue your journey to Y/N.

You forgot which number her room has so you hope that she will be wearing high heels so you can hear her walk. You listen closely if you hear someone walking and after waiting to hear something for a couple of minutes you just knock on a random door.

You hear someone yelling: 'Wait a minute, almost done!' It is the voice you love, belonging to your one and only. As the voice continues to talk you wait patiently for her to open the door.

A head with curled locks looks around the door so she knows for sure that her one and only is waiting for her. Her eyes shine happily, the mascara and all the other make-up does not interest you.

All you care about is her...

As the door swings open totally, you gasp loudly as you see Y/N standing there with the most beautiful dress you have ever seen.

She knows she looks good and she smiles while asking sarcastically: 'Is it that bad?'

You cannot blink because all you can look at is her stunning dress. You let your eyes travel from down her feet to her head and you know one thing for sure: she is the most perfect lady you have ever seen.

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sorry if it's bad but I hope you enjoy and if you got any ideas for the dress tell me!

I know that I have published two chapters a day but because it is Christmas I cannot write that much and you deserve these chapter:)
I love you cornflakes, always remember that and...

Stay BOSS!!!
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