A/N: Hello All! Here is the next chapter! Enjoy and let me know what you guys think!
Chapter 3:
It had been a month since John and Reinette had split up. John was still staying in Rose's flat; even though, there was no need to. They just fit together as flatmates. Rose still slept in her bed and John slept in a cot that they had set up in Rose's bedroom. They had managed to fit nearly all of John's clothes in half of the closet and half of the dresser.
It was now Friday night and Rose and John were going down to the pub with the rest of the gang. They walked down to the pub together talking and laughing. John was back to his usual self and Rose felt like she had her best friend back. They arrived later than the rest of the group considering John had had a near heart attack when he couldn't find his white converse to go with his brown pinstriped suit.
"Where have you guys been?" Mickey asked.
"Not shagging I presume." Jack says with a laugh. Both John and Rose turned bright red. "I was just kidding."
"No," Rose says, shaking her head and scooting into the booth next to Martha. "John couldn't find his white converse."
"Oi! They go the best with this suit!" John defends taking his seat next to Rose.
"Alright," Donna states, knowing that if someone doesn't say anything the two of them would go on forever. Their friendly banter had gone up to a new level since they started to share a flat.
The group ordered drinks and their dinners. They all laughed and talked. Donna showed the group her engagement ring to everyone. Rose and Martha happily shrieked causing the boys to cover their ears. When the girls were done shrieking, they patted Jack on the back. After they were done eating, the band was done setting up and was now playing.
"Come on!" Donna exclaims, dragging Jack out of the booth. "Let's go dance!"
Mickey, Martha, Rose, and John get up, too.
"Do you wanna dance?" John asks Rose.
"Sure." she answers, taking his hand.
John leads her to the dance floor. They dance around to String of Pearls by Glenn Miller. When that song was over then the band started to play Moonlight Serenade. Rose and John dance the rest of the night together. Martha, Mickey, Donna, and Jack had stopped after a while and watched John and Rose. The two were totally engrossed in each other.
"Do you think they even know that we stopped dancing?" Martha asks.
"I'm gonna go with no." Donna laughs. "I've never seen the two of them like this."
oOoOo The Next Morning oOoOo
Rose made herself a cup of tea. John was still asleep. John had really sort of moved in. Not really on purpose. Rose had gotten quite used to John staying at her flat. She didn't mind. She liked it actually. She did feel bad that he was sleeping on the cot.
"Morning Rose!" John says, happily, coming out of the bedroom
"Morning John," Rose says smiling.
John grabs his mug and sits across from Rose.
"Rose?" John asks.
"Mmm."
"Since I'm already practically living here. Would it be okay if I sold my flat?" he asks.
"Yeah, that'd be brilliant." Rose says, smiling to him.
"Brilliant!" John exclaims happily.
Rose helped John move his stuff into her flat. John then walked downstairs to the landlord to bring his keys down. When he came back upstairs Rose was leaning against the door smiling. She then held her hand out in a fist. John put his hand out and Rose dropped her spare key into his hand.
"Welcome home Mr. Smith," Rose says smiling.
"Thank you Miss. Tyler." he answers smiling, pulling her into a hug.
oOoOo Several Days Later oOoOo
Jack and Mickey walked down the hall to John's flat and knocked on the door. An older man answers the door to much of Jack and Mickey's surprise.
"Umm. Is John Smith in?" Jack asks, confused.
"You've got the wrong flat, mate. He lives two doors down across the hall." the man says, pointing in the direction of Rose's door.
"Right. Sorry to bother you." Jack says.
"Does he live with Rose now?" Mickey asks, quietly as they walk to Rose's door.
"Let's find out." Jack says, knocking on Rose's door.
"Give me a mo!" Rose's voice says from inside the flat.
"I'll get it." John's voice says. Then John opens the door. "Oh hi guys."
"You're living with Rose now?" Mickey asks.
"Yup." John says popping the p.
Then Rose comes out of the bedroom.
"Hi." she says happily. "Come inside." she motions for them to enter.
Jack and Mickey come into the flat and John closes the door.
"What are you guys here for?" Rose asks.
"We were hoping to steal John for the night," Mickey says pausing before continuing. "If that's alright."
"I don't mind." Rose says, shrugging.
"Sure." John says. "I'll grab my coat." He then leaves to grab his coat from the bedroom.
"So you and John are living together and this is a one bedroom flat." Jack says smirking. "Anything going on there you two haven't told us?"
"Nope," Rose says popping the p. "Since he's been staying here since Reinette and him split up, we decided it would just be better."
"Fine, we'll get John pissed and then ask him." Jack says, unsatisfied with Rose's response. Rose tenses up. John walks back into the room.
"Ready?" Mickey asks him.
"Yup." John says. He grabs his keys from the bowl on the counter and hugs Rose.
The guys leave heading to the nearest pub just down the street. As they walk, they talk. Well. That's a stretch. John just babbles on about something that Rose had done earlier that day that he thought was absolutely hilarious. Both Mickey and Jack nod and grin as John's gob continues. When they get to the pub, Jack orders a round of beers from the bar and John and Mickey grab a seat at a round table several paces away from the bar. Jack joins them and the bar tender brings them their beers.
"So what is the deal between you and Rose?" Jack interrupts John's story.
"We're just friends, well flatmates now. She doesn't feel the same way about me." John shrugs, sipping his beer.
"Are you kidding me John?" Jack says loudly. "She's loved you since the end of secondary school!"
John stares at Jack for a moment before protesting, "No she doesn't! She's never said so!"
"Boss," Mickey starts. "She's head-over-heels for you. Always has been."
oOoOoOoOo
John stumbles into their flat very drunk. Rose walks out of her room half asleep and very confused.
"Roooose Tyler." John slurs, stumbling over to her.
"John it's almost one in the morning." she says, grumpily while taking one sniff of him. "And you are most definitely drunk."
"Jack said you love me." he says plainly, flopping down onto the couch.
"John we'll have this conversation in the morning when you're not drunk." Rose says, turning to go back into her room but John grabs her hand.
"I love you too." he says, with the twinkle in his eyes.
"Come on John, let's get you to bed." she says, pulling him off of the couch and leading him to the cot in her room. John collapses onto the cot.
"You don't love me?" John says sadly, slumping. "I thought so. I told Jack-"
"No no no no. Of course I do!" she says softly, kissing his forehead.
"Good." John says. He grabs her and pulls her onto him. He then presses his lips to hers and then pulls away.
"Okayyy. You're going to sleep." Rose pulls away from John sticking her tongue out in disgust from the over powering taste of beer and liquor.