Johnson's Kids; j.j

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Emily Johnson's pov

We arrive at home in about ten minutes. Mom took Eliza to her room. Evan went upstairs too.

"Hey dad?"

"Yeah Em?" Dad responds.

"Can I go to a party tomorrow at Hayes'? He asked me but not Evan. I don't know why." I explain.

"Sure but you need to be back before night fall." Dad said strictly.

"I will. I promise." I say scurrying off to my room.

I text Hayes.

E-I can go!
H-yay! You can come early if you want to.
E-okay! What time?
H-I guess eleven would be okay
E-okay! So wyd?
H-nothing just on Vine hbu
E-twitter someone tagged me in something of us
H-what is it?
E-a picture of us when you started tickling me they got a shot of me laughing while you were tickling me I look so stupid 😂
H-I bet you look gorgeous💕 I'm gunna find that picture
E-whatever you say Haysie 😂
H-I have to go I'll see you tomorrow 😘
E-okay bye 😘

@hayesgrier just posted a new photo. My notification pops up. I open the notification.

*photo of them at the park*

"@hayesgrier: she's such a babe ❤️😘 #haily @emilyjohnson"

From Haysie boo ❤️😘: ilysm! Gn bb 😘

To Haysie boo ❤️😘: ily2! Gn babe :) 😘

I change into my pajamas. I brush my teeth and hop into bed. Tomorrow's going to be great.

"Emily get up its ten o'clock. Wake up." I hear Evan says as he smacks me.

"Oh my god!" I say jumping up from bed and pushing Evan out.

I put on my bikini top on and then the bottoms on. The bikini was a bright pink bandeau with white bottoms. I throw on my 'infinite love' fresh-top crop top and some jean short with lace on them. Then putting my galaxy Vans on and throwing my hair into a messy bun. I proceed to grab my emoji backpack. I throw in a towel, sunscreen, my phone, wallet and extra clothes. I put my black Ray Bans on and grab my penny board while heading out the door.

"Bye dad. I'll be back before nine." I yell shutting the front door.

I skate around each corner making it to Hayes house. I knock upon the door and the door opens. Hayes pulls me into the house hugging me.

"Hi Hayes." I laugh hugging back.

"I missed you." He says.

"Hayes its only been at least thirteen hours." I laugh pushing myself off his chest while his arms are still wrapped around my waist.

"You're short," Hayes laughs kissing my forehead.

"I'm only 5'5. You're what 5'8?" I ask.

"Yeah," Hayes smiles. "Come on let's go swimming."

"Uh uh Hayes. When people come I need to tan." I say putting my bag down.

"You're gunna get skin cancer." Hayes mentions.

"Have I gotten it yet? Nope. I think I'm good." I say going to the backyard.

I taking my shirt off and shorts. I throw them on the other chair. I look back at Hayes drooling. By drooling I literally met drooling spit coming out of his mouth.

"Hayes!" I smirk.

"Huh? What? Yes Emily?" He says wiping the drool off his chin.

"Quit staring." I smirk laying down on the chair.

"Sorry you're just so gorgeous." Hayes smirks.

"Whatever. Just let me tan," I say putting my sunglasses on.

"Anything princess." Hayes says as I hear him walk away with a click.

"Hayes did you just take a picture of me?" I yell out.

"Pff no," he tries to lie.

"Well could you grab my backpack and stop lying." I laugh as he grunts.

"Here you go Em," Hayes hands me my backpack.

"Thank you Hayes," I say making a kissy face so he'd kiss me and he did.

"Hey what time is it?" Hayes asks.

"Eleven fifty eight." I reply pulling my music up.

I play playlist of 'gangsta 😎🔫' I also put it on shuffle. Which makes my phone play Trap Queen by Fetty Wap.

"Sit your pretty ass soon as you came in the door. Show her how to whip it and she remix it for low." Hayes and I sang at the same time.

"Trap Queen is my song!" Hayes yells.

We continue to sing more songs until the doorbell rings. I pause my music and get up with Hayes.

"Yo Hayes. What up dude?" A guy asks doing a handshake with him.

"Nothing much. This is my girlfriend, Emily. Emily this is Gabe." Hayes smiles at me.

"Nice to meet you," he says as we let him through.

More and more people arrive to Hayes' house. I decide to go into the pool. I run outside jumping into the pool.

"What the hell?!" A blonde girl yells.

"Sorry." I muttered.

"Get out of the pool your like twelve. Slut." She says as I scurry out grabbing my bag and running upstairs.

"Why me? It's always me." I cry into my hands sitting in one of Hayes' chairs in his room.

"No I won't do it." I say strictly.

"It's been almost two years. I can't break the streak." I grunt standing up.

I look around his bathroom. I find a shaving razor. I break the razor not caring about his razor.

One for being a slut.

Two for being fat.

Three not being pretty.

Four for being a horrible girlfriend.

I watch the blood drip from my wrist. I smile at the sight of feeling happy again.

"Emily?" I hear someone say.

No. No. No. This can't be happening right now. Please Hayes is the only person who really knows me. Except for Gabe. I mean I don't even know him or anything. Please god don't let it be Hayes.