Stole My Heart ❤️ {A Jackson Avery love story}

Chapter 84:

Valentine's Day, also known as the day of love. There are a few different people in the world. There are the people who are single but love Valentine's Day, the people who love Valentine's Day because they have someone to celebrate with, and then... there's me. I'm in the group of people who are single and absolutely hate the holiday. I hate Valentine's Day not only because I'm single, but I think it's dumb to have a holiday where you buy your significant other red, white and pink crap and tell them that you love them, when you could do that any other day of the year.

Despite not liking Valentine's Day, I'm on a date with a guy I met a little while ago. He was nice to me when we met but now, I'm starting to regret it because he's been a total douche. He showed up half an hour late, he tried to order for me and all he's talked about is himself.

When he leaves the table to say hi to one of his buddies in the kitchen, I call Jackson.

Jackson- hey angel—
Me- save me!!
Jackson- what's up?
Me- I'm on a date with a guy right now and I want to kill myself. He's a total douche. If you love me, you'll save me from this disaster.
Jackson- I just got paged to the hospital. I don't know if you did, but—

I hear the sound of my pager going off.

Me- I just did. Multiple incoming traumas. Hallelujah!
Jackson- text me where you are and I'll be there as fast as I can.
Me- you're amazing! Thank you pretty boy.
Jackson- anything for you angel.

I hang up on Jackson and text him the address. I wait for about ten minutes then I get a text from Jackson.

Pretty Boy 😋: I'm here. Run angel 😋

I grab my purse and my bag with my scrubs in it then I bolt out the door before he comes back to the table. I see Jackson's car and I jump in the passenger seat.

Delilah: I adore you. Thank you so much, I literally owe you everything. That was the worst date ever, and I've had similar dates.

I look over at Jackson who was staring at me.

Delilah: what?
Jackson: you, uh, y-you look... you look gorgeous.

I start blushing as I look down at my outfit. I was wearing a flowy red dress that went halfway below my knees and I had my hair in a braid. I wore red heels and had my silver locket necklace on.

Delilah: thanks J. Now step on it, I wanna save lives.

Jackson smirks at me then we start driving to the hospital. When we get there, I bolt to the locker room.

Mark: woah woah woah, did my goddaughter have a date tonight?

I chuckle as I turn around to see my godfather looking at me.

Delilah: why yes uncle Mark, I did. But it was awful. Thankfully, I was saved by my pager. Gotta go so I can save lives. Byeeee!

I bolt to the locker room, change into my scrubs and my running shoes then bolt down to the ER.

-later-

Mer and I are working on a patient who was in the restaurant collapse while Alex was next to us tending to a waiter. Turns out they know each other.

Mrs. Banks: my husband and I have been going to Grandinetti's for 15 years. Every Friday night.
Emile: and sometimes Tuesdays.
Mrs. Banks: Emile always takes very good care of us. But now it's time to look after yourself.
Emile: I just thought you'd want someone with you until you found out that Mr. Banks was okay.
Mrs. Banks: thank you.