emma's pov

"bye sisters!"

"peace."

"i don't have an outro so byeeeee."

i turned my camera off and we walked back inside, since we just did our video in the pool? don't ask.

ethan went out of his way and wrapped a navy blue towel around me, pulling me around in it to face him.

"so.."

"soooooo emma francis chamberlain, will you officially be my girlfriend?"

woah.

i wasn't prepared for this. ethan dolan just asked me out. officially. but did i even want to be in a relationship? i just got out of the hospital and i have to focus on myself, full time. i'm barley posting nowadays, and i haven't been hanging out with any of my friends. maybe it's best i take a break from the "sister squad."

"uhm ethan, no."

that's not how i meant it to come out!

"what do youu mean?" he said playfully, like he thought it was a joke, but his subconscious knew what i was trying to get across.

his hand moved from the towel to my hand, trying to hold it but i wouldn't let him.

"i don't think it's a good idea, plus your fans would through a hissy fit."

"what're you talking about? it doesn't matter as long as we're happy."

i shook my head, "they were there for you before we even met. you should think about them first.."

"emma! are you serious right now?"

"sorry?"

"what about the other night?"

"we were just tired."

"you've got to be kidding me."

"i'm sorry the answer is no."

he started anxiously laughing, "oh, haha. you're joking." he punched my shoulder, a little too hard.

"i don't know if i even want to be with you at all."

his jaw dropped, eyebrows raised and eyes narrowed. "where is this coming from? just forget i asked that question we can go back to being complicated."

i shook my head, "i'm gonna have grayson drive me and hannah home."

i walked away, well more like ran away so he wouldn't stop me before i could leave. i wasn't in the mood to talk.

-

"i just don't understand, you love him don't you?" grayson asked, turning the speakers in his car down so he could talk.

i looked back to the back seat where hannah had headphones in and was staring out of the car window. was she okay?

i turned my head back to grayson, "it's not that it's just i have to love myself first." grayson nodded slowly like he was understanding, but soon after he shrugged, "i still don't understand."

he pulled into the garage at my apartment complex, parking in my reserved spot. he opened the door for hannah, smiling down at her as she pulled the headphones out of her ears, looking back up at him.

cute?

i got out of the car, forgetting how high off the ground it was i lowkey stumbled out of it. but no ones noticed. that saves me embarrassment..

-

he walked us into my place, "so we have a question, i know you are trying to stay away from ethan for whatever reason but we already kinda sorta bought the plane tickets so-"

"okay where are we going?" i interrupt, already getting the gist of what he was trying to ask.

"how does costa rica sound?" he said, saying costa rica in a weird accent? i don't think it was accurate.

"only if hannah can come." i turned only my head, to hannah on the couch looking sad. wait was she sad?

grayson chuckled, "i ordered her ticket myself."

-

"i made the popcorn last time."

"it's not my fault your fat ass ate it all in ten minutes."

well fuck you then hannah!

"ugh fine."

i got up from the couch, we were watching the bring it on movies, don't judge.

i grabbed a popcorn bag from my cabinet, tearing the plastic off and putting it in the microwave for two minutes. as i was waiting i turned on my phone since i turned it off for the movie marathon, not wanting any distractions. as soon as it turned on my phone started to go off, what was going on?

from: aaron
yo are you with ethan?

from: aaron
please tell me you didn't block my contact

from: aaron
if you're with him and you're just ignoring my texts can you tell him to call me?

from: aaron
emma?

from: aaron
dude what the fuck did i do to you??

from: aaron
cmon i know you're on your phone

from: aaron
seriously i need ethan

from: aaron
tell him that !

from: aaron
not in a sexual way gross

from: aaron
emma i never liked you can you just get over yourself?

from: aaron
tell ethan i need that bag NOW.

from: aaron
emma please

from: aaron
you know what? fuck you

from: aaron
just tell ethan i NEED it.

from: aaron
????

from: aaron
whatever bye

from: aaron
tell him.

holy shit! he has no shame in sending people they're barley friends with a hundred text messages?

"emma what the fuck turn your phone off i can't hear what they're trying to say!" hannah yelled from the couch, seconds later the microwave dings.

"i have to go call ethan."

"i thought you were trying to stay away from him, plus it's two am."

"he's a hundred percent awake, and it isn't for me. his friends is begging me to get him to talk to him."

"whatever just hurry upppp."

"yeah, yeah." i walked outside, just right outside the door. i pressed on ethan's contact, hesitating before the phone started to ring.

pressing it up to my ear, ethan answered like right away.

"hello?" his voice sounded deep, raspy even.

"hey, did i wake you up?"

"no, what's wrong?"

"why does there have to be something wrong."

"because there's always something wrong."

"what is that supposed to mean?"

"nothing, what did you call me for again?"

"uhm your friend aaron was texting me but my phone is off, he said he needed you for something.."

"he's so fucking annoying!"

"okay well, i told you so.. bye now."

"emma don't hang up."

"i have to get back inside, hannah's waiting for me."

"wait."

"what?"

"grayson said you were coming to costa rica."

"and what about it?"

"nothing, it's just gonna be fun."

"so can i hang up now?"

"emma.."

"dude please."

"fuck okay, whatever. i'm not important to you anymore i get it."

"it's not that it's just-"

"i love you and you love me! what's the problem?"

"i gotta go."

before he could get another word in i ended the call, walking back inside.

i put the popcorn in a bowl and brought it back to the coach. hannah happy to take it from my hands, then her phone buzzed.

"it's from jacob?"

"oh god."

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