The night was undoubtedly quiet, with the shaking of the leaves that were about to sprout towards the floor. The wriggling of the wind that just had to blow the curtains and down onto the room.And. Finally sleep, but sleep wouldn't come, days like this, Emma settled on the balcony chair with her twin brother sipping coke while they chatted away about things that didn't quite matter.But today, here she was, at Jeremy's house, seated, gazing down at the balcony chair while sipping the bottle of coke quietly, it burned so much when she was alone.No brother to make her laugh.And finally there was no Jeremy.It was painful because it was true, she missed his scent. He smelled nice like the combinations of flavors she would definitely have on her ice-cream.Gazing at the dark night sky, she took another sip, another quiet night, and she was undoubtedly painfully.Alone.She stretched her hand letting out a quiet yawn, maybe she should head back into the room and sleep, but her limbs jus
Wait, pause. Rewind then blink.How badly she wanted to do that, but again she didn't have any power, so she settled for frowning with her brows. Her eyes narrowed, "What is this?"His eyes dashed off, slowly he placed the phone on the table. His hands crossed together, something felt unmistakably wrong. "Emma. Please answer me." He croaked out. His voice sounded pained."What? No. Why in the hell would I need to do that?" Her voice shook with anger, first why was he even accusing her of taking his game? Fine, somehow the game ended up in her company. What the fuck?She had nothing to do with that.She crouched closer, but he stared at her with eyes full of pain. "Emma. Just say something."She wanted to part her lips together, yell, at least just say something, but her brain failed her. The ability to generate the words hitched in her throat.And the only thing she could do was blink and shake her head.Damn. Emma. Blinking and waving your head won't do you any good. Moron. Shit.He
She flushed in his embrace, something about it making her already tensed heart to relax. "It's okay." He replied, her frail body pressed against her, "I am here." He breathed in relief, like he regretted everything that happened between them. "I am sorry.""Jeremy." He was strong, really strong, his hands calming her body down, "I am sorry, I swear I don't know what happened-"He cut her off, "Don't apologize Emma. I was the asshole."He sighed against her. His body tensed, and somehow as if he remembered the position they were in, he let go gently, "Are you okay?" His voice is soft and snuggly.God. She had never felt so good."Yeah." Thoughts swirled in her brain, he was staring at her intently, making sure to confirm. His tall body towering over her before he went to the seat. His legs crossed together.Damn, forget about those damn models with blonde hair and a striking face, this man over here was ready to sway the world with his dark hair and sharp eyes.He already swirled her
The next day, Emma woke up to the sound of her phone ringing.It was nearly eight in the morning when the fucking phone rang loudly on her besides, swirling up from the bed. She mumbled something, swiped it without even checking the caller ID and said quite briskly."What?""Good morning to you too." Sam's voice ringed into the cell, though not delightfully, "Emma. Something's wrong.""What?" She said, Her heart was thumping, she couldn't even get any sleep last night just by thinking of everything that happened. "Elizabeth is dead." The words sounded foggy. Emma wasn't sure she heard it right, because her stomach twisted badly.Her eyes brimming with some sort of liquid."Pardon?" She said, Yeah, that was it, she didn't hear it right, she tended not to hear things early in the morning, but again, this was Samantha's voice, sharp as day.A devastated sigh, "Emma. I know it's hard, we are still running the autopsy, but before then, do try to take care of yourself. I will call later an
The moment that Jeremy strutted into the restaurant, he knew the air changed. Someone who filled the room with her kindness was here, and he felt eager to see her after all the years. "Jeremy!" He heard that sweet voice from years ago. He traced the two figures whispering to themselves. Smiling silently, he trudged over to them.He slung his jacket on the chair, before saying, "Jayci. You look so much better. How are you?"Aubrey glanced over to them, before smiling at her sister. "We missed you so much, Jayci.""Oh. My. Goodness." Jayci chirped, and Jeremy thought she was going to hug him, but she didn't do that, she just sat there, wearing that gentle smile on her face.She was so innocent. So kind."How are you? Abroad, what was it like?""It was beautiful, the view of everything, I wanted to go back there." She mused, her eyes suddenly brimming with tears. "I have missed you guys so much."Jeremy, Aubrey and Jayci hung out not so much, but they were the best of friends, hanging a
The moment that Emma descended from the stage, the interviewer bounced over to her, her face so pleading. Who could blame the poor soul? She had offended Emma Roberts in front of the camera."Ma'am, I am so sorry, please pardon me." She toggled behind Emma, clutching the tablet towards her chest, her eyes brimmed with tears.Emma turned to look at her on her way to the door, "It's okay.""It's not okay." The woman dabbed her eyes, letting herself appear more pathetic in Emma's eyes. "It wasn't really my intention to ask such a deep question, I just thought that-""If you asked. You might get a bonus, and boom suddenly you get famous for finding out about Emma's love life?" Emma's voice was thick, as she waved her hand up in the air.The woman parted her lips in sheer doubt, her poor heart would probably be racing right now."Am I wrong?" Emma said thickly."No. Ma'am." The woman sniffed, her face that was filled with make-up seemed smudged with tears. "Please forgive me. I might lose
The moment she reached home. She saw Jeremy Hart, flexed on the couch, dangling a key, while grinning at her."Umm.. Hi?" What was going on?"Hey." The dimple pops between his cheek. "I watched your interview.""Oh. Yeah?" She swings her bag onto the table, "What part of it did you like most?" Her tone was teasing, dripping with playfulness, and thankfully. He played along."The part where you said that nobody was smarter than I am." He touches his chest, patting it gently. "I couldn't agree more."Soft Laughter bubbles out of her chest, damn, it felt good to let it all out. She peeked a glance at Jeremy Hart. He had that huge smile on his face, and she just couldn't help but smile back.Because his smile was the only thing that defined him.Bright as day.Flourishing with Innocence, deep, so fucking deep that she could see everything that masked that gentle smile.She joined him on the couch, pressing her lips together. Together, they sat there, staring into deep air.Finally, he say
The next day. Emma walked downstairs and was surprised to see Jeremy facing the counter. He was always up and early, making breakfast, the sweet smell running through her brain.Damn. He could cook. This man could do everything."Morning." He turns towards her with a clear smile, free of troubles, like everything in their life could be pushed away and what would remain would be them.Only them navigating the world.She sighs, if only that could happen, "Hi." She brushed a strand of her hair, and walked towards him, she caught the sight of meat on the pan. A filled cup of coffee on the counter, and some muffins in a tray.Woah. She stared, mouth-watery."I made them for you." He crossed his hands together, before releasing them, with ease, he flipped the meat on the pan.How in the hell could he do it all?"Thanks." She confesses, hands moving towards the muffins, okay, she might be greedy just this once. Closing her eyes. She stuffed the muffin into her mouth.She peered them back ope