[Tyson] Move Along

[Rose Elliot Madison]

**Dated For 4/16/2012**

Rosie tossed the phone down on her bed, sighing, and then picked up the coral dress laying there, eyeing it tentatively. Tempting, she did like it, and did think she looked good in it. But Ethan had also said, 'wear the coral one, it'll be pretty on you.' So really he was just confirming what she was hoping herself, but he wasn't the one she wanted to hear it from. No, that wasn't right. Of course she wanted to hear that from him, that's what she always wanted to hear from him. Hell, she'd take any compliment from Ethan, she was practically starving for his damn attention. What did she have to do, put up a big sign in lights that said, 'Hey Ethan, I'm totally in love with you'? How much obvious did she need to be? She slept with him, twice now. There wasn't much else she could do to show her affection for the guy. Other than just tell him straight up, because maybe he really was just not catching on. But it wasn't as if she'd stuck him in the friend zone, she'd told him from day one she thought he was just her type. If he didn't get the message that she as interested, would he ever? Was it just because he just wasn't interested? He'd put her in the friend zone. That was the trouble. So now, she was standing in her room, getting all prettied up for Tyson, mulling over how attached she still was to the idea of Ethan. Frustrating to no end. But it would end, she was over it. Over trying to force something that wasn't going to happen. Ethan was her friend, she loved him to death, she wanted him in her life. If that's all she got, she would take it. It was time to just get in that mind frame and move along to other guys. Like Tyson.

Tyson had a bad reputation for being an asshole, but Rosie didn't see it. Okay, yes she did technically see it, but he was never an asshole to her. On the contrary, he'd actually been extremely sweet to her as of late. She could honestly say if asked that she wasn't dating Tyson just to get over Ethan, she genuinely like Tyson, and genuinely thought he was a decent guy. He was a decent guy, people just had a difficult time getting beyond his rough exterior. Rosie took her hair down from the bun on her head, letting it fall in waves and deciding to let it be. She slipped on her dress, put on a little extra mascara and called it good, deciding she looked presentable. She picked her phone back up, seeing everyone was mostly signing off and told Meredith she'd talk to her tomorrow for sure. She signed out herself, stuffing her phone in her purse and perfect timing, heard a knock on her door. She headed for the hall, shutting off lights as she went, checking herself in the mirror by the door one last time before opening the door. Tyson was waiting, looking nice himself and smiling at her. "Hey," she said, grinning before she turned off the hall light and shut the door behind her and locked it, heading to the elevator behind him. "So you have some sort of surprise planned then? You know I love surprises..." Who didn't know she loved surprises?

[Tyson Jay Ritter]

Tyson looked up as Rosie opened her door and grinned at how beautiful she looked. “ Hey,..” he said happily. “ You look beautiful as always.” he said before he leaned forward to kiss her cheek and took a step back. “ I do have a surprise.. you ready?” he asked before he turned to head towards the elevator. Rosie had sort of been.. unexpected. And honestly she wasn’t like any girl he had dated before. He’d dated girls like Kat. Well, he’d been a terrible boyfriend to her. But he had also grown up a lot, at least he thought so. Yes, he was still a dick. He would be the first to admit that. But for some reason with Rosie he was actually trying. Maybe it had to do with the fact that she was friends with Madeline. Madeline had never been an option for him. She was so in love with Ryan that when he made a move on her she genuinely didn’t understand it and ended up falling asleep on his couch. Ever since then he’d just been extremely protective of her and ended up getting to know some of her friends, like Rosie. Rosie was someone he had never tried to sleep with out of recreation either. She was just such a nice girl, and fun to hang out with. He didn’t want to ruin it by trying to sleep with her. And then.. what, he wanted to spoil her a little bit? That was odd.

“Alright little lady,” he said, turning to her when they were in the elevator. He paused, holding up a blindfold. “ I’m not kidnapping you…. Unless you’re into that,” he said sarcastically before he smirked and headed to stand behind her so that he could slip it over her eyes. He tied it loosely so that it wouldn’t ruin her hair, but at the same time tight enough so that it wouldn’t slip and she could see where they were headed. The destination really wasn’t anything special, but he was sort of hoping he would like what she had done with it. He stood back to the side, looking up at the elevator and puffed out his cheeks since they still had quite a few floors to go down. He looked back over to Rosie to say something but then he stopped , smiling at how beautiful she looked. He stepped closer to her, sliding his hand into the side of her hair before he leaned down and kissed her, wrapping his arm around her lower back before he pulled her against his body and held onto her tightly.

[Rose Elliot Madison]

Rosie laughed when he was behind her, putting a blindfold over her eyes and said he wasn't kidnapping her. She smiled, "What if I was into that type of thing?" she teased, feeling him tie the blindfold and then let go. All she knew was she was in the elevator and had only four senses to depend on now. It felt like they were going down in the building and certainly not up. Which was logical if they were going somewhere. She wondered where they might be going. She loved being surprised and yet, she didn't get surprised often. And yet she was even surprised when she felt Tyson in front of her, sliding his hand into her hair and felt his lips find her own. And as much as he had a reputation, it was sweet. It didn't feel like he was just trying to shove his tongue down her throat. Some days she wondered why he even acted like that toward other people, or if acting sweet like this really was different for him. Rosie moved closer to him, sliding her arms around his neck, having to feel her way around for everything. To even find his neck, to feel his lips with hers, she couldn't see anyways. For the moment, kissing Tyson made her forget about everything else and she just leaned into him, enjoying it. Enjoying being wanted, and being taken out, being surprised. Feeling like she was special to someone. Her best friend was already engaged, Rosie saw the way Madeline and Ryan looked at each other. Rosie wanted someone to look at her like that, like there was no one else on the planet. It made her wonder if that'd ever happen for her, finding love like Madeline had. Rosie saw how happy her best friend was, she just wanted it too.

But maybe giving Tyson a chance was a really good thing. Maybe she couldn't see it, maybe he looked at her like that. How do you even tell? It seemed like tricky business, plus she was blindfolded so it was harder to try and figure things out. Rosie felt the elevator come to a stop, hearing the ding and the doors opening. She pulled away slowly, tugging softly at his lip, "Times up." She smiled finding his hand somehow and let him lead her where ever they were going, holding onto his arm tightly so as not to trip over anything.

[Tyson Jay Ritter]

Tyson held onto Rosie’s lower back as gently as he could while at the same time pulling her towards him. He nibbled against her lower lip, taking time to appreciate just how full her lips were with each floor that they passed. He wasn’t sure what exactly it was about Rosie that made him be so different as a man towards a woman, but she definitely had some sort of a spell over him. Maybe he was just ready to grow up. Either way, he was still sort of a cocky dick to certain people. Shane Madden primarily. When the elevator stopped and Rosie pulled against his lip he found himself trying to follow her a bit, anything to kiss her for just a moment longer. But she was right.. “ Unless.. You forgot something upstairs,” he said jokingly before he gave her another quick kiss. After he stepped off of the elevator he held his arm out so that Rosie could hold onto it as tightly as her little heart desired. Clumsiest little thing in the world. Once they were outside he made his way to his car and made sure to place her inside of it gently before he came around and started it up, resting his hand along the inside of her knee without trying to push it any further.

The entire drive he just spent enjoying talking to her, serenading her poorly and dramatically to Adele music. He took a few different turns to get to his place, just incase she had some sort of kick ass mental gps. Once they were at his apartment he parked the car and carefully led her out of it, inside the building and to the elevator. He watched her out of the corner of his eye. So tempting to start up The Elevator Act 2. But he didn’t want tonight to be just about hooking up with her. Once they reached the top floor he knew that they still had to go up stairs to reach the roof. Elevators didn’t just open up to roofs. “ Hold on tight,” he said before placing his arms under her legs and picking her up swiftly. There wasn’t a chance she would manage the stairs without tripping, so he wasn’t going to make her walk them. After he carried her up the stairs he opened the door to the roof, pulling a cinder block with his foot so that the door wouldn’t shut behind them and lock them out. He carried her to the middle of the roof, setting her down slowly before he looked around. Twinkly lights, a table set up with the best food England had to offer, which.. if he wanted to brag, he would mention he made himself. He had a boombox waiting to play some popular british music to make her feel like she was a bit more at home. “ Alright,” he said before he walked over to her, taking off his own jacket before he brought his hands up and untied the blindfold. He smiled as he watched her for a second, “ If you just focus on the rooftop… it’s like we could be on any rooftop in England..” he said, hoping that it might make her feel a little bit more at home, “ I’d pick any rooftop with you” he said, bringing his own coat up to her shoulders and wrapping it around her shoulders incase she were to get cold.