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fifty: the niall joke I had would have made you laugh.

"Oh and then we SLOW DANCED." I rave, looking at Emerson at the end of the couch.

"So you got to have a disney channel movie happen to you, while I got stuck with Daniel and Corbyn seeing how could spit the furthest." She slumped into the pillows behind her.

"Em, it's weird." I say, running my fingers through my hair. "It's like we are super comfortable with each other, but every single time he looks at me, my stomach like bunches up."

"Butterflies?" Her jaw drops.

I bit my lip, "I guess you could call them that."

She springs out of her seat, dancing around the furniture. "Oh dear lord heaven." She sings, continuing dancing, "You have answered my prayers."

I laugh, "What are you doing?" I say in between breaths.

"I've been waiting for an actual guy that is worth your time to come into your life." She sits down, "I mean, is it a little annoying that it is our best friend? Yeah. But in your defense, he was hitting on you when you first met."

"I don't know," I look down, pushing the hair out of my face. "I think I like him but I don't see myself with him like how I see myself with Nate. I feel like this conversation is me cheating." I say, running my hands along my face.

"Maybe because Nate is a selfish asshole." Emerson mumbles under her breath.

"I know you think that but recently," She gives me a glare, probably referencing valentine's, "Before valentine's," I correct. "He was great. Literally everything I wanted. So what do I do?"

"Drop him." Emerson says, walking to the kitchen.

"I can't just drop my boyfriend."

"Well, you're more into Zach, yeah?" She says, pulling out something from the cabinet.

"I don't know. I can't tell if I even feel anything for Nate anymore."

She sits down next to me, placing her legs on my lap, "Okay... so then fuck both of them."

I choke, "What did you just say?"

She pops another chip in her mouth and continues to speak, "Have intercourse with both of them. It'll set you feelings straight."

I dryly laugh, "How would it-"

"It's the most vulnerable you can be. You and Nate have had sex before, duh." I nod as she continues. "Have you had it recently?" I shake my head, waiting to see her point. "See if there's any passion. If nothing's there, drop him."

My eyebrows knit together, "But why would I fuck Zach then?"

"Same principal, for the passion. You won't know everything you feel until you do something that puts you into the position to feel it. It's the rawest way to express emotion to one another. Plus he's hot and you can see if his dick game is worth it." She says, taking a bite out of another chip.

I reach and grab a chip from the bag, "Just when I thought you were getting deep."

"So is my idea good or what?"

"I'm not cheating on my boyfriend, even if "the passion is gone."" I say, making quotation marks with my hand.

"Lame." She says, turning on the TV for her background sound. She needs something to play in order to function like a regular person, but personally, I'm just happy it's not YG on full blast. It's playing some trashy TV show that follows influencers around and ruins all their lives. Occasionally, they'll stream music or talk about a recent fashion show, but it's mainly a gossip source for teenage girls to pump into their bloodstreams.