Escaping you |EDITING|

Chapter 14-Atlas

She picks out a nice red shirt and black pants and I put them on.

When Everette picks me up i laugh as he pulls in the driveway, knowing he could've stayed here to begin with, but it's cute how much effort he puts into it.

I get in the passenger seat and he kisses me softly. "You look nice."

"Yeah? I wasn't sure if it was good or not."

"It's perfect." He smiles and starts driving to the restaurant.

I'm nervous. No, I'm terrified.

When he pulls up to the restraunt my jaw drops.

This is so fucking nice.

"You asshole why didn't you tell me it'd be so nice, I'm underdressed." I hit his arm and he laughs.

"We aren't going in there." He says with a smirk.

I'm confused.

He comes around the car and opens the door for me like always and leads me towards the side of the building. He opens up the metal door and we go inside.

We come to a flight of stairs and Everette literally picks me up off of the Ground when we go up them.

"You didn't have to carry me? I can walk."

"I know but why would you want to? It's like 10 flights."

I shrug because he's right and we continue to walk up the stairs.

We get finally get to the top and he opens a door to the rooftop. I sit my feet back on the ground and walk in front  of him. On the roof there's a table set up with a waitress already waiting for us, and a bed. There's a literal bed on the roof.

"There's a bed?"

"There is."

"Why?" 

"Look up" he says and I turn my head upwards, the stars circling around us. Stars have always kind of been our thing and I can't believe he would do something like this for me.

I kiss him with a huge smile on my face and we sit down at the table. The waitress hands us menus and looks Everette up and down, licking her lips and I swear I feel the need to explode. I have never been so jealous before in my life.

The waitress is gorgeous, model gorgeous. She's short and skinny, with silky straight blonde hair that's pinned back, not a drop of makeup on her face.

Everette doesn't spare her a second glance after she hands us the menus though, but I do see him eyeing me as I stare daggers into her back from across the roof.

"Jealousy looks good on you love." He whispers and I turn back around to look at him.

"You don't need to worry, I'm yours." He says, his deep voice raspy.

Jesus Christ that was attractive.

I look back to the menu pick out what I want, Everette eventually decides and the waitress comes back to the table and we tell her our orders.