Emily || Larry Stylinson

Chapter 31

Emily put on a maroon turtle neck sweater and a pair of blue jeans for her coffee woth Mason. Sje had texted him the address and they were going to meet up after lunch.

"Are you sure pumpkin?" Harry asked.

Emily was combing her hair with the phone on speaker as she talked to her father about coffee with Mason.

"Papa.... firstly we are just having coffee and secondly, we all trusted Daisy so much yet she was cheating on me for 6 months. And I think I want to talk to him. Not like dating but like friends because right now I have literally zero friends"

"What about your dance friend?"

"Cassie?"

"Yeah"

"Well I guess when I go back I'll have to interact with them a little more but for now I think a coffee with Mason won't hurt" said Emily. Harry sighed before wishing her a good bye and letting his daughter go for her coffee.

Emily had called the reception to book her a taxi. She got down to see the taxi waiting. She thanked the reception before getting into the taxi and giving the driver the address.

She reached the warm cafe amd and took a table for herself by the window. While waiting for Mason she ordered a cup of coffee for herself. She went onto Instagram before posting the pictures from yesterday of the cafe and the singer by the roadside on her story.

Soon enough the door opened and cold breeze slipped in along with Mason. It was now that she noticed him properly. He had obviously gotten more tall over the years and his dark green eyes seemd to look darker. He wore a pair of skinny jeans and a white shirt with a long coat to protect him from the New York cold.

He smiled at her before approaching her and sitting opposite him.

"Hi"

"Hey, how are you?" He greeted before taking a glamce outside the window.

"Cold and emotionally drained" she laughed.

"Why, what happened?"

"Daisu cheated on me?" She asked in a tone, still unsure if it was true.

"WHAT? Oh my God. I'm so sorry. Didn't think Daisy would do that" he said reaching out for the hand that was wrapped around the warm cup.

"Yeah. Me neither. Life's full of surprises ain't it?" She forced out a smile "so I see you have completely lost your British accent"

"Yeah. Livin here for 5 years sooo" he shrugged.

"Any girlfriend?" Emily asked curiously.

"Yeah. Her name's Carol" he said meanwhile taking out his phone to show Emily a picture of Carol. "She studies in fahion school"

Emily looked at the picture and in seconds she started laughing crazily. An evil bit was visible in her laugh but mostly she was laughing at the irony of life.

"What is it?" Mason asked with concern.

"Is she really your girlfriend?" She asked between her laughing session.

"Yes, why?" He smiled a little at how Emily was laughing.

"Well your girlfriend is one Daisy cheated on me with" said Emily slowly coming back to her normal self.

"You're kidding, right?"

"Is she bisexual? Or pansexual?" Emily asked.

"Pansexual...... I- are you sure?" Mason asked again, his face full of shock.

"Well then she's cheating on you" said Emily with a serious face.

"I'll call her" he said before getting up in an instant and leaving the coffee shop for moments.

After ten minutes he was back in the shop with a frown. Frown lines were visible on his face as he absentmindedly came and sat in front of Emily.

"Well its true" Mason said with a big sigh.

"I'm sorry Mason. Really, I am"

Mason stayed quiet for a second. Thinking over his actions and what Carol had done.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asled all of a sudden.

"What?" Emily scrunched her face in confusion.

"Will you be my girlfriend? I mean, I'm rich and not homophobic or I don't fetishize anyone and with me you can travel the world. It'll be perfect"

"Mason? Hello?" She snapped her fingers in front of his face before continuing. "Snap out ofmyour trauma and think about what you are saying. I mean I have sympathy for you but- we can't date. I just got out of a relationship and I'm not ready to get into another one which has already ended badly once. I don't hold grudges but you literally outed my parents and my family. Do you even know what I had to face?
"And who are you trying to impress with your money? It seems as if you are not the Mason I grew up with because that Mason actually knew me." She completed.

"Come on now. Don't be so difficult. We both went through the same thing and I think we'll be perfect"

"You don't need a relationship for sharing grief. A friend is also enough" Emily said before getting up amd and putting dollar bills on the table fore her coffee. "Call me if you wamt to talk... about what happened and not anout us dating" she said before walking away.

Mason grabbed her wrist amd looked at her with dark eyes.

"Who do you think you are? I mean, why do you have such high standards amd and such an attitude? Seriously though, what's wromg with me, that you can't date me? I am good looking, well earning and I'm not what I was years ago. What are you?? Just a cheap dancer with f@g parents and who is also a f@g" he growled.

Emily picked her other hand up and slapped him across the face. She was biting her lip to control the anger that was building up inside her.

"You say you aren't the person yoi were years ago and proceed to call me and my family slurs. Such a hypocrite Mason." She ripped her hands off his grip before turning around to leave. She turned aroumd one last time "also, fuck you" she said before leaving.

She sat in a taxi and pulled out her phone to book a flight back to London. Her time in New York was a mess and she didn't have the physical or the emotional energy to face the circumstances anymore.