A/N: Hello all! Here is the next chapter. It is a little shorter than the rest; however, the others will be longer! I promise! I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you guys are thinking! I forgot to put this on the last chapter, but I don't own any of the characters. Thanks and enjoy!
Chapter 2:
Rose shut her door behind her and locked it. Jack, Mickey, Martha, Donna, and herself along with the occasional John, had started a tradition of going to the nearby pub on Friday nights. She had only been home for a few weeks, but everything was going back to the way it had been before she went to America. Turning to walk down the hall, she froze when she saw Harry Saxon outside of John's flat with Reinette. Reinette then dragged him into the flat by his tie and shut the door. Shaking it from her thoughts she left to go to the pub.
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Rose sat between Mickey and John. On the other side of the booth, Martha was across from Mickey and then Donna and Jack were in front of Rose and John.
"How was America?" Martha asks Rose.
"Okay I guess. I spent most of my three years there in New York City. Dated a guy named Adam but he turned out to be an arse." Rose says.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Donna says.
"Eh. I was fine." Rose says. "It's good to be home! I've missed London!"
"John. How's the wedding planning going?" Jack asks.
"Umm. We actually haven't really started." John says rubbing the back of his neck. "Every time I bring it up she changes the topic. I'm thinking I may just break it off."
"Really?" Mickey asks, rather shocked.
"Yeah, she just… I dunno. I thought I loved her but I realize now that I don't really know who she is." John states honestly.
Rose doesn't think, slipping her hand into his under the table, just like old times. John turns to look at Rose and smiles.
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Rose looked up from her book at the yelling coming from John's flat. There was a slam of a door and a knock at her door. Reluctantly, she got up from her seat and answered. She was shocked to see it was John as she expected Reinette to come over and chew her out for something that she didn't even do.
"Can I stay here?" he sighs, looking absolutely drained.
"Yeah," Rose stutters. "Of- of course."
He walks into her flat and flops down on the couch and covers his face.
"Everything alright?" Rose asks, sitting down in the chair.
"No," John groans. "She's been cheating on me."
"I'm sorry John." Rose says, sympathetically.
"Walk into MY bloody flat to find HER snogging Harry Saxon." John says sitting up and talking with his hands.
"Bitch," Rose says, under her breath.
"Yeah- Yes! She is!" John exclaims, throwing his hands into the air in frustration. "I broke the engagement, too."
Rose nods not knowing what to say.
"Can I stay here until she leaves?" he says.
"Yeah, stay as long as you need. You'd do the same for me." Rose says. Then speaks up again. "Do you want me to go get some clothes from your flat?"
"Yeah, that would be awesome." John says, laying back down onto the couch.
Rose gets up and walks down two doors to John's. She opens the door and stops by the door.
"Really!" she shouts. "You're gonna continue to snog him AFTER your ex boyfriend caught you! IN HIS OWN FLAT TOO!"
Reinette breaks away from Harry and looks at Rose.
"I don't see how this is any of your business," Reinette states acidly.
"No it is my business. My best friend is in my flat right now because he can't even look at you, let alone go into his OWN flat!" Rose shouts.
Before Reinette can say anything else Rose goes into John's room and grabs his rucksack and throws some clothes into it. She then leaves John's room and goes back out to where Reinette and Harry are.
"Leave now." Rose says in a calmish voice.
"You can't kick me out of my flat." Reinette states.
"Yes I can. 'Cause it's not yours. It's John's. I have his spare key. You don't." Rose says. She then grabs both Reinette and Harry by the arm and drag them out of John's flat.
"Bye." Rose says closing John's door and going back to her own flat.
Rose gives John his rucksack and flops down in her chair still fuming. She knew that John had heard most of that. John gets up from the couch and goes over to Rose. He grabs her hand, pulls her onto her feet and into his arms. She wraps her arms around his neck and he wraps his arms around her waist. He buries his face in her hair.
"What would I do without you?" he asks quietly.
"Be married to that rich, spoiled brat." Rose laughs.