A/N: I don't own anything Titanic...althought at times I kinda wish I did...I would definitely be rich. :)
Chapter 3
Jack and Rose decided to get out of bed and start their day. Jack made a breakfast of bacon, sausage, eggs, and toast, with a little bit of help from Rose. Once everything was ready they sat down to eat it.
"So after breakfast, do you want to get ready to confront your mother and Cal?" Jack asked her.
"I guess so," she said nervously.
Jack put his hand over hers and smiled.
"It will be okay," he told her, looking into her eyes.
Rose just nodded her head and continued to eat.
They finished eating and put dishes in the dishwasher. Rose was shaking with nerves; she was so scared to go back. Jack could tell she was nervous. Rose was walking around aimless, forgetting what she was going to do. As she was walking down the hall, she felt two arms wrap around her waist. Instantly a smile was brought to her face, and her fear and nervousness seemed to vanish.
"Rose, it will be alright, I promise. I will be there right by your side," Jack whispered in her ear, as he continued to hold her in his arms.
Rose turned around and put her arms around his neck.
"Jack, I can't thank you enough for what you've done for me. I don't know how to repay you," she told him.
"There is one thing you can do." Jack whispers to her.
"What's that?" she asked, a smile forcing its way on her face.
Jack didn't say another word. He brushed his lips to hers and passion and love exploded between them. Rose thought that her knees were going to give out from under her. The kiss ended and they just stood there, staring into each others eyes totally oblivious to anything around them.
"I don't want to go," Rose whispered, almost in tears.
"I know, but you have to," Jack told her.
"Can I still stay with you? I have nowhere else to go," she asked.
"Sure, you can stay as long as you like," he told her.
"Thank you Jack, I don't know what I would do without you," she said.
"You're welcome," Jack whispered as he kissed her again.
Rose wiggled out of his embrace and walked to where her stuff was sitting.
"Can I take a shower here?" She asked him.
"Yeah, come on, I'll show you how to work it," he said.
Rose followed Jack to the bathroom.
"Here," Jack told her as he pointed to a cupboard, "are the towels, and the shower is pretty much self explanatory. So there you go."
"Thanks," Rose whispered her mind still on what she had to do today.
"It will be okay, I promise," he told her, as he kissed the top of her head and walked out the door.
Rose's mind was racing with so many things. Jack was incredible; she couldn't believe what had happened in the past day. She took a shower and washed away her thoughts.
Jack was putting away the bed, and cleaning the living room. His mind was going crazy; he couldn't believe he was with Rose. He was so lost in his own mind; he didn't hear Rose come out of the bathroom. Jack was just standing there, looking down at the couch. Rose grabbed his hands and intertwined their fingers.
"Hey, whatcha thinking about so hard?" she asked him as he jumped a little.
They say on the couch that Jack had nicely cleaned up.
"Oh nothing," he told her, not looking at her.
"C'mon, you can tell me," Rose said, looking at him shift in his seat.
"Well," he started, hesitant, "I was just thinking, what if you go back to Cal, and my feelings for you are for nothing."
"Jack," she said, making him look at her, "I know that I have known you not even for 24 hours, but I feel something that I have never have when I'm with you. After knowing that I could feel something like that, I know I will not go back to Cal. I know I will be even stronger if you are there and I know that someone cares."
"Really?" he asked
"Yeah. Jack, I have this feeling…whenever you look at me, or touch me, or kiss me…this feeling that my legs are going to give out on me, and I love it. I'm glad that I ran away that night, and that there are people out there like you, when the world seems like a bunch of shit," Rose said, staring into the blue eyes that made her feel this way.
"Do you really feel that way?" he asked her.
"Yeah," she told him.
"Wow. I thought I was imagining things. I have this feeling of butterflies in my stomach whenever I look at you or hear your voice," he said, "It's like nothing I've experienced before, but I was waiting for the day I did."
They both smile, knowing that the feeling they had for one another were returned. They shared a gentle, loving kiss that made all of that evident. Jack turned on the TV, to discover that his favorite movie, American Beauty, was on.
"Do you care if we watch this?" he asked her.
"What is it?" Rose asked, not recognizing the scene.
"Oh…American Beauty. It is an excellent movie, a little weird, but good nonetheless." Jack told her laughing a little.
"Oh, I've heard of it. Probably never seen it thought, you know, I had a very controlled life," she said, referring to two certain people.
Jack just laughed and watched the movie, always glancing down at Rose, until he realized that she was sleeping. He took the blanket from the back of the couch and draped it around her shoulders. Soon he found himself falling into a dreamless slumber.
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