Scary Truth

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*the photo above is of Becky's House*

•Noah Blair•POV•

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It was becoming harder and harder to ignore the fact. The scary truth was staring me right in the face and I. Was terrified.

Emma seemed to be acting different lately. She was slightly more distant with herself. Was she questioning my feelings for her again? I don't know.

I have a plan to change things and make sure she knows I still lov- like her. I can't decide between the two. I feel like it's too early, too soon for that. But then again. Who am I to know? I have never had a relationship as long as ours. All I do know is that I feel something for Emma, something big.

My friends have all noticed a change in me and continue to tease me all the time about it. But...

Never mind.

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•Emma Hayden•POV•

It was becoming harder and harder to ignore the fact. The scary truth was staring me right in the face and I. Was terrified.

Things feel different. Not like they did before. But hopefully, Becky will put my mind at rest. She always does with these kind of things.

Pulling up into her drive way, her house is seriously massive and beautiful looking from the outside. It looked very Californian. With tan walls and large windows. It has a sort of beach like feel to it. I noticed the garage door open with no cars occupying it. Her parents must be out of town or something.

I let myself in and found her cuddled up on the sofa in her living room with blankets and pillows, three pizza boxes and lots and lots of 'Ben and Jerries'.

"Jesus Christ! How much food did you buy?" I asked plopping myself down on the sofa next to her.

I'm glad I changed into my sweatpants and baggy shirt before coming over. I could tell we wouldn't be leaving the sofa any time soon and that I needed to get comfy.

I wrapped myself in one of the blankets and turned to face her wide excited face.

"What's got you got so excited?" I chuckled at her and leaned forward to grab a slice of pizza.

"We haven't had a girly night like this in ages." She dragged out the g. "And I love them, we should defiantly do them like every weekend. Anyway, what films did you bring?" She changed the subject and examined my bag on the floor.

"Right, we have a night jam packed full of girly films. I brought, sleeping with the enemy, easy a, pretty woman, the breakfast club, and the conjuring. Because no sleepover is complete with out horror films!" I smiled at her. I was already feeling better. That's why I loved Becky. She could make me feel better without even trying.

"Great choices! But. Can we please watch, the notebook, then sleeping with the enemy. Easy A, and then the conjuring. So we have Ryan Gosling, romance, comedy and horror all in one night." She suggested. It sounded like the perfect night in.

"Are we going to pull an all nighter?" I asked. She nodded excitedly and jumped up to put on the notebook. She ran back to me and cuddled up with blanket and pizza.

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It wasn't easy for me to watch sleeping with the enemy considering I was once like Julia Roberts, and I'm still kind of like her. In a way.

Bert had forced me three times to have sex with him, he didn't rape me but each time he had to convince me, he would always say the same thing. 'If you loved me you would.' And at the time I thought I did love him. So I went along with it. Each time I woke up feeling disgusted and ashamed.

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