Illicit Love ✔️

Chapter 8 | "late night movies"

•Emery's POV•

"Thank you so much for coming tonight, your majesty,"

"No, it was my pleasure, truly tonight was wonderful," I emphasize.

"It was an honour to meet you," he said shaking my hand.

A man in a suit walks up beside me, "We have to get going Ma'am," he informs me, and I nod.

Following him out he opens the door to the car waiting for me, he closes it once I'm fully inside.

The flashes from the cameras stop, the paparazzi shouting for one more picture ends. The car starts moving and the crowds disperse.

The event went well from what I think, I was polite, I shook the right hands and gave the family a good reputation with the right people.

On the drive back to school I gaze out the window watching the city fly by.

Checking my phone I decided to text Char letting her know I'm on my way back. She responds quickly saying she's ready.

I've never done this before, I mean not with a friend. Bella and I had lots of movie nights when we were younger.

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"Come in," I call hearing a knock on the door, Char texted saying she was walking over.

"Holy shit," she gasps, walking into the kitchen.

"I didn't know getting a full-on freaking apartment was an option," she says, I chuckle standing from the couch.

"Neither did I," I admit.

"I'm jealous not gonna lie, my roommates kinda hates me," she shrugs.

"How could anyone hate you?" I ask baffled, she's the definition of a walking ball of sunshine.

"I think it has something to do with the fact that her friend was supposed to be her roommate then I got placed with her instead," she explains.

I can't imagine being mad at her, that would be like being mad at a puppy.

Impossible.

"Anyway, I'm ready to watch this movie!"

"Me too!" I say.

"What do you wanna watch?" She asks sitting down on the couch next to where I was sitting.

"Whatever your favourite American movie is," I say, I've seen a few of the classics but that's pretty much it, I want to see them all.