The Clock is Ticking [Jon Rice] Let's Make a Vow

Where is he?
That was the question that had lept around inside Airika's mind for the past hour. She was waiting, impatiently for her fianc to come to a big party that was held in a penthouse that one of his friends owned.
She ran her ring-covered fingers through her darkhair and let out a deep sigh. No sign of him yet. Airika took another sip of the champagne before she was almost knocked over by a drunken couple.
"Sorry, mi-iss" The man stumbled on his words.
"Soon to be Mrs" Airika said proudly and showed them the diamond ring around her ringfinger.
"Wow" The woman said, the ring almost reflected in her green, glancy eyes "That's one heck of a beautiful ring"
"Yeah" Airika sighed and looked at it. She looked up again, but couldn't find the drunken couple, anywhere. She shrugged her shoulders and walked over to the bar to get another drink.
"What can I get you?" The waiter asked her and wiggled his eyebrows.
Airika groaned and muttered "Gimme a glass of Jack Daniel's"
The waiter sounded shocked, but said with an australian accent "Jack Daniel's, eh? It's New Years Eve, don't you want some champagne to drink with your... husband?"
"I'll get some when he comes, then"
The corner of the waiter's lips curled into a smirk "So, your lad ain't here, huh? Well-"
"He'll soon come" Airika said, a bit angry "Just gimme the good damn drink!"
The blonde waiter shrugged his shoulders and poured up a glass of JD and handed it over to Airika "Be careful now"
"You ain't telling me what to do" She mumbled under her breath and walked to the opposite side of the flat.
"Jerk" She said and took the first sip of the Jack Daniel's. The hot liqour burned in her throat, but after three more sips it would dissappear.
She made her way through some people that were dancing like maniacs to some 80's popsong. Airika didn't know which, she was raised up with rock music and nothing else. She got to the balcony, and opened the big glassdoor. Fresh, cold air hit her tan face and inhaled it. She had to get rid of the damp air that filled her lungs. She opened her eyes slowly and looked out over New York City, her new home.
She had asked her fianc what was wrong with Maryland, but he just shrugged his shoulders and said that he needed New York.
Talk about lame excuse.
She placed the glass on the railing, and rested her hands ontop of it. Her red cocktaildress was too tight, she could hardly breathe. She started to take deep breaths to control herself, but it felt like the dress just got tighter around her body, like a corsette. Her breathing got harder, and everything went blury and then she lost the grip of the railing. Her body felt limb into someone's arms. She didn't know who, but she was grateful that she hadn't hit the hard cement.
"Are you okay?"
She opened her eyes slowly, and was met by a pair of wonderful eyes. They looked exactly like her fianc's.
"Yeah, I'm alright" She said and tried to get up.
"Wait, I'll help you"
The man wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up. She grabbed his upperarm for support, and soon she was back on her feeth, still alittle dizzy.
"Thank you..."
"Jon" The man said and extended his hand.
Airika took a close look. Of course, it was him.
"Oh, God. What are you doing here?" She chuckled.
"Uhm, I know Rick... why?" He cocked his eyebrows.
"No, I mean, you're Jon Rice"
"Yeah" He smiled.
"I'm Arika, big fan"
"Nice to meet you Airika" He smiled.
She caught herself blushing, and quickly looked away. Then, she remembered.
"What time is it?" She suddenly said.
"Uhm" Jon looked at his cellphone "11.58"
"Shit" Airika mumbled.
She let go off Jon and pushed her way past him, the heels loudy clicking against the floor.
Where are you?
She looked towards the door, but there was no sign of him.
"Who are you looking for?" Jon caught up with her.
"My fianc" She said, a bit dissappointed.
"Oh, he isn't here?"
"No..."
"Well, who are you going to kiss, then?"
Airika looked up at him. A small smile covered his sweet lips "Airika?"
"Yeah?"
Three, two
"Don't hate me now"
Airika raised her eyebrows, confused, before Jon's lips crashed with hers. His hands made their way up her back, slowly deepening the kiss. Airika opened her eyes in shock, but couldn't do anything. She tried to pull away, but it was like she didn't want to. Her eyes closed and her hands linked behind his neck.
Jon slowly pulled away.
"Are you drunk enough?" He asked her.
"Drunk enough for what?" She laughed.
Jon smiled "Drunk enough to go someplace else?"

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An ear to ear smirk spread across Airika's face "I'm drunk enough to do anything"
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