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Emma's POV

Gramps was back home and he has been doing better than expected. It had been three months now since Gramps underwent surgery. As I lay on the sofa waiting for him to finish reading the headlines for the day. "Gramps !! Has your memory gone hay wire after your surgery?" I pouted with a gloomy face.

"Huh?? Why so lill' one?" Gramps smiled adjusting his spectacles. "Aren't you forgetting something?SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANTTT!!" I stressed on it.

"I don't think so! The surgery hasn't affected me in anyway. Ask me any math formula and I will answer it without a mistake" Gramps replied with a smug plastered on his face

(Well I inherit my math genes from my Gramps!!)

"Gramps your the most remarkable person stop defending yourself in front of a fool" entered Noah as if he owned the place. His hair was a remarkable mess and his devilish smile was indicating he had some mischief on his mind.

"Hello to you my Lady Tarzan!" Noah grinned in an attempt to annoy me.

In the past few months my family and Noah's family got along very well. Noah was my mom's favourite and she kept telling Noah everything about me. One of the most embarrassing situation was when mom showed Noah all my childhood pictures and he caught hold of one of my picture where I'm dressed as a tribal girl for a school day. Hence the name Lady Tarzan was given to me that day.

"Hello to you too my Damsel in distress! Nobody asked for your advice and I'm talking to my Gramps about something important" I hissed at him.

"Well I think it is not as important as Gramps appointment with the doctor today. Peter asked me to take you and Gramps to the doctor since he is held up with something important." Noah replied in a calm tone.

"Damn! It just slipped my mind" I face palmed myself. "Lazy Ass! Get up and get dressed we are getting late. I'll be back in some time be dressed by then and wait for me." Noah commented pushing me off the sofa.

My family considered Noah as their son. The annoying part about Noah was Mom and Dad trusted him and not my other guy friends at college. I could go to college with Noah in his car, but I couldn't do the same thing with my friends. Even if I didn't want to spend time with Noah and hang out with him I was forced to do so but when I actually wanted to go out with my other friends I wasn't allowed. The list of atrocious discrimination goes on and on.

After sometime me and Gramps were waiting for Noah and he showed up in his car. I was awestruck when I looked at him dressed up in a casual grey Tee and a pair of faded blue jeans. He was lean yet muscular.

He came out of the driver's seat and opened the car doors for me and Gramps to get in. I sat in the passenger's seat whereas Gramps took up the back seat. He handed me a box of donuts "These are for you, Peter told me that you don't like visiting hospitals and prefer binge eating donuts as a distraction" he looked all flustered as he moved closer and put my seat belt on.

I stared at him wide-eyed ,my heart raced fast and a shade of red was slowly creeping on my cheeks. "Hmmm...Yeah I don't like hospitals and stop being so nice I can't take it."

He stared back at me amused , the rest of the drive we just shared weird glances to eachother and the silence prevailed creating a tense atmosphere.

Noah's POV

When I was still sleepy and wraped up in my sheets my phone started buzzing incessantly.

" Hey sleepy head !! Rise and shine. Can you please do me a favour? Can you take Gramps to the hospital today?I'm running late....and incase your planning to turn me down , Emma is accompanying Gramps to the hospital, take a box of donuts because she doesn't like hospitals" I could actually imagine him grinning ear to ear in victory.

" Are you seriously her brother? Are you even tad bit worried or concerned about her?" I replied.

" Hey I would be the happiest if you succeed in winning her ice cold heart and stop being a hopeless romantic. I know, your feelings for her are increasing everyday and I trust you with her. Now I give you my blessings to go tame my sister. Gotta go bye" He ended the call before I could say anything.

Peter and me got along very well he was the only person I had closest to a brother and he knew about my big crush on his sister  and he was fine with it.

After sometime I walked into the Roberts house to be greeted by a heavenly sight of a cute Emma complaining to Gramps about forgetting something.

"Gramps !! Has your memory gone hay wire after your surgery?" Emma pouted with a gloomy face.

"Huh?? Why so lill' one?" Gramps smiled adjusting his spectacles. "Aren't you forgetting something?SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANTTT!!" Emma was stressing on it like her life depended on it.

I couldn't take my eyes off her pouty face, her messed hair as she kept purring like a little cat on the sofa.

Every step I inched closer I wanted to give her a hug.  " Hello to my Lady Tarzan" I greeted her with the name she hates being called the most.

I pushed her off the sofa and informed her about Peter and asked her to get dressed and wait for me. I hid my emotions from her by being mean to her or by arguing with her.

In the meantime, I bought a box of donuts for her. As I returned with the box of donuts I saw her and Gramps waiting for me .

She got into the car and as usual didn't put on her seat belt.  I handed her over the box of donuts and moved closer and put her seat belt on " These are for you, Peter told me that you don't like visiting hospitals and prefer binge eating donuts as a distraction" .

Emma's face was flushed and her eyes were wide open staring at me with a lot of mixed emotions.

" Hmmm...Yeah I don't like hospitals and stop being so nice I can't take it." Emma replied trying not to sound rude.

The rest of the drive was filled with akward silence. I couldn't stop thinking about her reaction I wanted to laugh my heart out at her.

I broke the silence by questioning her about earlier " What were you reminding Gramps about back then ?"

"That's for me to know and for you to dot dot dot....." She replied with an attitude.

" You and your obsession with Damon Salvatore! You will die single with such high expectations. It's fine I'll take into consideration marrying you. If you don't find a suitor till the end of time." I nudged her.

" I would have considered marrying you but Damnnn!! YOU ARE NOT DAMON!! So concentrate on your driving and keep weird thoughts out of your head " she replied flicking her fingers on my forehead.

We were back to our normal self bickering about petty things and weird silence was long gone .

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