More than friends, less than lovers.

bad idea

Playlist for this story

#1 Toxic - Britney spears

#2 Oxytocin - Billie Eilish

#3 Pretty when you cry - Lana Del Ray

#4 Bad idea - girl in red

" ๑ " means begin playing the song / next song on the list!

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Emma's pov

Oh shit.

"Hey guys, nice to meet you. I'm Bryce." Bryce said, a smirk on his face.

My stomach dropped as I saw his familiar face. Everything about him was still the same. His black hair was split into a middle part, the hairstyle he always did.

He was wearing a black leather jacket with a white shirt under and some brown baggy jeans. Basically just looking like a player, which he most definitely was.

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"This is Jenna," Hunter said, gesturing to Jenna.

"And this is Emma." Hunter continued, gesturing to me.

Hunter and Jenna gasped as they heard their I'm assuming favorite song.

"Baby, can't you see I'm calling?
A guy like you should wear a warning
It's dangerous, I'm falling!" Jenna sang, waiting for Hunter to sing the next verse.

"There's no escape, I can't wait
I need a hit, baby, give me it
You're dangerous, I'm loving it!" Hunter sang along.

The music was blasting all through the house and everyone was singing. People began to gather in the living room and they began to dance in the open space, jumping and singing the lyrics.

Jenna and Hunter followed everyone into the living room, leaving Bryce and I alone. I looked at Bryce, noticing that he was staring at Jenna as she danced. I narrowed my eyes at him, not daring to say anything.

I mean, I guess I wouldn't care if Bryce liked Jenna, I would care if Jenna liked Bryce. He's a bitch and he isn't good enough for her. He's manipulative as fuck and when we dated, he wouldn't let me get close to my friends at all.

"Can you give me your little friends phone number?" Bryce says into my ear, making sure I heard him over the loud music.

"Leave her alone." I reply.

"Oh come on, are you not over me or something?" Bryce teases.

I laugh before answering.

"I literally forgot about you until today." I say, not wanting Bryce to be acting all cocky.

"Ouch." He said, walking over to the kitchen island and pouring himself some tequila.

I walked away from the kitchen and went back into the living room, sitting down on the couch next to Bianca.

"Dang, who got on your nerves?" Bianca teases.