i recommend listening to the song in the media.

if you want to play it on something else the song is called "yellow lights" by harry hudson.

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ethan's pov

while i waited for grayson i just put my headphones in and listened to music.

ethan's playlist.

- lie by nf.
- say you won't let go by james author.
- falling down by lil peep & xxxtentacion.
- balenciaga challenge by 6lack.
- pursuit of happiness by kid cudi.
- betrayed by lil xan.
- the way life goes by lil uzi vert.

i was in the middle of falling down when grayson ripped the headphones out of my ear out of nowhere, where the fuck did he even come from?

"you need to go get emma." i don't understand, did she ask for me?

"i gotta pee so just put her in the car."

oh, yeah just another option?

but i wasn't gonna turn down the only chance i've had all day to see her, especially after the scare she gave me.

i pulled the ugly curtains to the side, emma was already out of her hospital bed and putting on shoes, where did she get those from?

"emma?" i spoke, not sure if she was aware i was in the room with her.

her head lifted from the ground and to the side to see me, i smiled softly just being happy to see her face.

she smiled back, a blush creeping upon her cheeks, i guess she noticed that she was because she immediately turned her head to face the wall to the left of her.

"are you ready to go?"

she nodded, "can you just wait a second for me?" i nodded and took a step back, crossing my hands over one another.

"like outside of the room."

"oh. oh yeah." nodding and turning around, pulling the curtains closed as i did, hearing her laugh from behind me.

from: dad👨‍👦
is she alright?

to: dad👨‍👦
yeah, thank god

from: dad👨‍👦
what happened?

to: dad👨‍👦
she apparently had some type of seizure? idk i'm not the doctor u can ask them for yourself if u want tho

from: dad👨‍👦
you really did get ur moms personality

to: dad👨‍👦
and what is that supposed to mean?

from: dad👨‍👦
nothing, just go get the girl dude

to: dad👨‍👦
she isn't just some girl

from: dad👨‍👦
i know you won't stop fucking talking about her it's annoying

to: dad👨‍👦
..

from: dad👨‍👦
love you be safe

to: dad👨‍👦
i'm not having sex with her!

from: dad👨‍👦
i meant driving

to: dad👨‍👦
oh

from: dad👨‍👦
dude get some condoms
read.

the curtains moved, my head almost immediately looking down at emma standing in front of me, "let's go."

i thought she was gonna be like a frail old lady?

i sat her down in the back, since grayson was driving and i wanted to sit next to her.

"it's high key fucking degrading to sit in the back seat when the front is open."

"just gotta make sure you don't seize out of nowhere."

her eyes narrowed, "fuck- off."

i laughed, this was the emma i knew.

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"so can you bring me back to my apartment, since i apparently can't fucking drive."

"no, what if you seize again and no ones there to call for help." i argue, yeah that was a reason but i just didn't want her to leave.

"you guys can come over but i just need some fucking alone time away from the dolphin twins." she said followed up with a sarcastic laugh.

"emma you cant, you could die."

she rolled her eyes, letting her body fall back against the couch, not one little flinch, sitting down next to hannah.

grayson walked in from where he had just been cooking something with noodles, all i knew was i wasn't gonna fucking eat it. he's one horrible cheif!

"emma can you come help me with something in the kitchen?" he asked, emma letting out a deep sigh as if she wasn't in the mood to be bothered.

"grayson, hannah can definitely help." trying my best to not let emma and him have any alone time since i knew he liked her and i knew she thinks she likes him back.

it pisses me the fuck off just thinking about it.

"ethan dude what the fuck are you doing?" emma asked, fear growing in her voice.

i looked down at my fists, they were clenched. nails sinking into my palms.

when did i do that?

she stood up from the couch, her hands grabbing mine, pulling them close to her and trying to get me to look at her.

"dude just let me help you." emma demanded, hannah also standing up from the couch and walking towards grayson near the hallway.

"this is so fucking weird." grayson added, walking away with hannah following behind him like a lost puppy.

emma tried her hardest to peel my fingers off of one another, for what i'm assuming was to intertwine them with hers.

"ethan just fucking look at me!"

i looked up from our hands, but still looking down, since the girl was so damn short.

"emma i'm not gonna keep doing this complicated relationship thing, i know you don't remember me, and that you might be trying but it genuinely fucking hurts me as you could imagine seeing you liking my brother the way you previously liked me."

"ethan-"

"no let me finish, it harms me because i love you and after last night i thought things could possibly go back to what they were for us, but i'm not so sure."

"ethan-"

"it just gets my blood fucking boiling, i never knew was the jealous type until now. and even before everything happened with the car and your health, which is obviously more important than us, but even before that things were just messy and we never even technically dated."

"ethan-"

"no, let me finish please. what i'm trying to say is, i don't think i could ever bring myself to let go of you, i don't care how much you feel like you're in love with my twin brother, i won't stop trying my fucking best to get you to remember me, and i'm sorry if that's going to make you uncomfortable."

"ethan-"

"and if you don't remember me, and have absolute no interest in me, please don't fucking lead me on and say it's grayson. please don't. it gives me fucking hope that i can't risk losing anymore. i've never felt this way about anyone before you, but just thinking about your personality just makes me smile."

"ethan-"

"no let me finish-"

"ethan i fucking remember you!"

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