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Chapter 25

I'm back! I'm literally sitting in my bed and listening to Shawn Mendes's new album "Wonder". I. LOVE. IT. But well well, on with this chapter! 

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Emery's POV

"Where's my bra?" I ask, looking around the room.

"Leaving already?" He says, tugging me closer to him.

"I'm not leaving, but I have to do the homework. Remember? That's kind of the reason I came here."

"Right... Homework. That's why you came huh? Not because of anything else?" He says looking down at his... Thing.

"I- That's not- Yes, homework." I say. "So. Where's my bra?"

"I don't really see why you need that to do homework." He gets up, naked I might add, and picks up my books up from the floor then goes back into the bed and gives them to me. 

"There. Your homework my lady." He kisses my forehead. 

"Thanks." I kiss his cheek. "Why don't we do this together? You have it too."

"Homework? Now? No. I don't want to."

"Oh, come on. I can make it interesting..."

"Interesting?" He looks at me and raises his eyebrows.

"Yeah. It's questions about world war two. You want to keep me in this bed naked right?"

"More than anything, yes."

"Perfect. So, for every right you get, I'll stay here in bed. But if you get an answer wrong, I have to put on a piece of clothing. Same goes for me and if I get the question wrong you have to put on a piece of clothing."

He looks at me for a long time, probably trying to determine if he should agree or not. "Ugh... Fine. Be ready to lose shortie, I'm good at this." He smirks.

"Okay then, Mr. 'I'm good at this'. What country lost the most lives in World War II?"

"HA! Easy. The Soviet Union." Damn... That was right. "My turn." He takes the book. "What was the second city the United States dropped a nuclear bomb on?"

Shit...

"It's either Hiroshima or Nagasaki. Hi- No... Nagasaki."

"Is that your final answer?"

"Yes."

"Correct." I take the book from him and look through the pages.

"When did the attack on Pearl Harbor happen?"

"You always give me easy one's shortie. December 5th, 1941." He says confidently.

"Well well well... Would you look at this. Mr. Jake Evans answered wrong."

"Wha- No I didn't." He takes the book from me and turns the page to see the answer. "Well, come on! I was two days from the right answer!"

"Still counts as wrong." I say, already in the process of putting my panties on. He looks at me, clearly angry at himself for saying wrong.

About ten questions later, both of us have clothes on. The only thing I have left is my shirt and he misses his shirt too.

"I still can't get over that?" He points at my bra.

"Do not disrespect Captain America. I mean if you don't like him I don't really see how this-" I point at him and me. "-can work." 

"Oh, no. I love him." He kisses me. A lot. Down my neck, to my breasts and then up to my mouth again. 

"We have to finish the homework Jake." I say, very much out of breath too.

"Fuck the homework." He pushes the books off the bed and climbs on top of me. "Let's get all of this off again huh?" He starts undressing as I do the same.

After some more... fun. I'm on the bus back home. This day did not go as I thought, but I did get some homework done. Some.

About halfway home I feel my phone vibrate. It's from Ally.

Ally: Are you busy?

Me: No, on my way home from Jake's. Why?

Ally: Can you come over? Now?

Me: Yeah, I think so. Is everything okay?

Ally: Just come.

She doesn't answer my texts more after that. What happened? My heart is racing pretty fast now. By the time I get home to her it's pretty quiet outside the house and the lights are out. I'm just about to ring the doorbell but the door opens instead.

"Hey! I was just about to- Hey- Wha- Are you crying?" I walk in and she pulls me into a hug. 

"Hey. Ally." I've never seen her cry like this.

"I-I- We went- And the car- It's just-" She's trying to talk but she can't speak full sentences. She's crying so much.

"Does Jake have a car?" She asks, clearly fighting a lot to get that sentence out without crying.

"Yeah, why?"

"Can y-you ask him if he can drive us to the hospital?" 

"The hospital? Ally what's going on?" I finally get her to sit on the couch, waiting for her to gather her breath.

"My dad- he... He was driving home from work and- he- the other car-" She burst down crying again.

"The other car? Ally I don't-" Omg... No... "Ally... Was your dad in a car accident?" I look into her red, swollen eyes. She nods slowly. Omg...

I get up quickly and call Jake to tell him everything.

"Jake will be here in 5 minutes okay?" I go to the kitchen and fill a glass with water for her.

"Where's your mom?" 

"The hospital." She drinks and it seems to calm her down a little.

Five minutes went by like nothing and soon I heard the doorbell ring. "I'll get it. It's probably Jake."

I open the door and there he is, car keys in his hand and he looks at me. "Ally? Coming?" I say and help her get into the car. Jake gets in and I take my seat beside Ally in the backseat.

"How long to the hospital?" I ask Jake as he starts the car.

"15 minutes, but I can get us there in like 8 maybe." I look at him through the mirror and mouth 'thank you.'. He gives me a smile back.

When we finally get to the hospital Ally practically runs in and asks where her father is. The receptionist says the third floor and when we get there we see Ally's mom sitting on a chair, crying.

"Mom?" Ally asks. "Where's dad?" She cries.

Her mom says absolutely nothing. She's crying so much. This is breaking my heart.

"Mom! Where's dad?!" She's screaming now and her mom looks at her and shakes her head.

Oh no...

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Well... This was emotional... Heh, oops.