ethan's pov

i rolled over to my side as the alarm from my phone rang, quickly turning it off not to wake emma up.

carefully getting out of the bed, i walked into my bathroom, reminiscing of what had happened last night with emma.

[ a/n: im not writing smut about emma because i think that's illegal & just wrong lol k so back to the story ]

i opened the closet, grabbing a towel from the rack that was hung on the back wall of the closet, removing my clothes and stepping foot in the shower.

i got out and quickly grabbed the towel, swinging it around my waist and walking back into my room since that's where my closet was.

"ethan?" emma called for me from under the covers, did i wake her up?

"good morning sunshine."

i turned back around to pick clothes out, pulling on black joggers and pulled out a shirt, but i heard weird ass sounds coming from behind me where emma was, so by instinct obviously my head turned.

she was shaking in the bed, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. was she seizing??

"emma!" i tried to calm her down but it didn't work, i didn't exactly have much experience in these situations.

"grayson!" i yelled at the top of my lungs, knowing he was already awake.

he came sprinting in my room looking at me then at emma on the bed, reaching for his phone in his gym shorts and dialing something, i assumed it was 911.

"emma! emma!" i tried to stop whatever was happening with her but i was too freaked out myself, she continued to freakishly shake.

we sat in the waiting room, i couldn't control my leg from shaking, grayson pacing back and forth in front of me as we waited for news.

"ethan i just don't get it! she was fine!" he tried to come up with an explanation from what happened, but how was i supposed to answer? i'm no fucking doctor.

did we do it to her? are seizures caused from stress? we kind of laid the whole memory thing down on her at once.. could i have anything to do with it? was i not supposed to..

i shook my head, not even wanting to think of the fact i could hurt her.

was i too rough? i don't think i was, i knew she was a virgin, i didn't do anything that extreme.

the familiar voice of emma's doctor said hello, causing me to pick up my head from looking at grayson's feet while he walked back and forth.

"she's fine, just stressed." i felt completely relieved, she was okay.

"she'd like to see you grayson."

wow.

whatever, i hope they're happy together.

grayson's pov

i nodded at the doctor before looking back at ethan, to make sure he was okay with me going in to see her, he didn't even bother to look back at me so i just walked away and followed her into emma's room.

"hey." i said softly, not knowing if anything i did would hurt her or not.

"grayson.. hi." she smiled, she was louder than i expected her to be.

"are you okay?" i asked, sitting on the edge of her bed.

"i'm fine. just tired, you can understand that though.."

"yeah of course."

"can you take a picture of me? i need to fill the fans in."

"yeah."

i pulled out my phone from my shorts and stood up from the bed, walking backwards and taking a picture.

"thank you."

"anything for you."

i was mid smiling when my phone dinged, who could it fucking be?

from: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
hey, how's emma?

to: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
she's fine, thank god.

from: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
i have a question, you don't have to answer it if you don't want to though

"grayson dude get off your damn phone." emma laughed, trying to get my attention.

"yeah one sec its just hannah asking if you were okay."

"tell her i said hi!"

to: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
sure ig, what is it? oh and emma says hi

from: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
lol hi emmaaa

from: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
i'm not trying to assume anything but, do you like, like emma or something?

to: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
i used to

from: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
do you mind me asking what changed?

to: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
time, and people.

from: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
wdym people?

to: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
lol i gotta go, rest up we're going somewhere tonight.

from: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
don't you have to get my consent first?

to: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
i'll just kidnap u

from: hannah meloche (emma's friend)
see u later
read

"you type so fucking fast."

"that's what happens when you're a social media influencer for four years."

she rolled her eyes, "can you get me out of this fucking hospital?"

"i'll ask."

she nodded as i left, trying to find her doctor, seeing her from the corner of my eye down the hall.

emma's pov

he walked to his closet and grabbed an oversized hoodie, well it would be on me, handing it to me. was he telling me to cover up or something?

i crossed my arms over one another, refusing to take it.

he backed me up to the point where i fell backwards onto his bed. he quickly hovered over me.

"what're you doing?" i say almost in a whisper, i was at a compete loss for words, observing his facial features.

he was so damn attractive.

his hands rested on my hips, i didn't know what to do at this point, so i just pulled him in to kiss me.

and he willingly kissed back.

his large hand caressed the right side of my cheek.

until he had pulled away, getting off of me and throwing the sweatshirt on my lap, leaving the room for me to change?

"hey." grayson walked into the room, concern written all over his face.

so he really wasn't the one.

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