Emory Lynch is tired, she is tired and she's craving ice cream. That's the only thing in her mind when she ends up at a store in Hamburg at three in the morning, not knowing a word of German. To her luck, she wasn't the only one in the store. A myst...
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Tom
I never imagined myself with kids, especially right now. I'm only twenty, and I'm touring and making music all over the world. The guys used to joke around saying that I'll eventually get someone pregnant because of how I am, but I always brushed it off.
Finding out about Nicky and Alex has been the biggest surprise in my life, I was clueless of their existence for three years, and there's nothing I regret more than missing out on their lives. They are the most perfect kids to ever exist, they look like Bill and me when we were kids, even act the same.
And I owe it all to Emory.
Emory...I never thought I'd see her again, our time in Germany was the highlight of my stay there. She scared me when she shouted at me to help her pick ice cream, I thought she was a crazy fan. But then she didn't even know who I was, it was....Refreshing.
She looked good even in her pajamas, I admit that her body was the first thing I noticed. But then she started talking and I realized how she had an amazing personality.
When I got back to Bill, I told him everything about our encounter. And when I saw her again at the club, I was happy and nervous for some reason. We had a good time, the guys liked her and then we went to her apartment.
I never stay the night. Never.
And there I was cuddling with her, telling her about my life and listening to her talk. For some reason, I took her to my house - I don't even bring friends to my house.
I watched the notebook!
And when it was time to let her go, I didn't want to. I wanted to be with her, get to know her more. I wanted her.
And I was going to text her, keep in touch, Maybe meet up with her again when we went back to the US. But I lost the paper with her number on it and I swear I almost cried.
I sulked for a week straight, then Georg was tired of me annoying them and told me to move on. And I did.
I started going out with girl after girl, but it didn't feel the same. It was just physical attraction with them, they weren't her.
Seeing her again after three years, it was like my heart stopped for a second when I saw her face. She looked different, but good different. She looked absolutely gorgeous.
And now here I am, staring at the woman who's owned my thoughts for years in complete awe. Her voice is beautiful, I could listen to it the whole day.
"I don't know what to play" Emory said, shrugging helplessly as she stared at us clearly nervous.
