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Emma shuffled across her room, trying to throw her chocolate wrappers away, but too lazy to go all the way. She was literally like two feet away from her bed and she stood there looking at her small trash basket. It. Was. So. Far. She crumbled the wrappers into a ball, hoping they'd stay together. She quickly aimed for the trash basket but failed, as all the wrappers fell on the ground mid way. She plumped herself on the bed and sighed, staring at the wrappers. Caspar walked in, looking at her in confusion, then at the wrappers on the floor.

"Are you okay?" He asked, picking up the wrappers and throwing them in the trash basket. Emma whined, pulling her blanket over her as she laid down. "No." She pouted, as Caspar pulled on her blanket.

"Are you having your woman troubles?" He asked. A pink shade formed on Emma's cheeks.

She nodded, a small giggle escaping her lips making Caspar's heart gush. "I just finished a pack of chocolate. I might be in deep crisis of more."

Caspar nodded, grabbing her hand and pulling her up, making Emma blush more. Caspar knew he was making her blush, the rose color easily noticeable on her pale skin. " Do you want to go to the market? I need to get some stuff anyway. You can just go in your pajamas. I always do." He states, pointing down at his Waldo PJ pants. She chuckled and got up grabbing her Vans and slipping them on.

Caspar and Emma walked to the nearest pharmacy store. It was literally around the corner. Emma excitedly walked in, skipping to the candy section, grabbing possibly anything that meets her menstrual cravings. Meanwhile, Caspar went to the cold area, grabbing two pints of ice cream and then getting some razor for his manly needs and some deodorant. As they met up at the register line, they chuckled at the things they were buying. "Wow, are you seriously going to eat all that ice cream?" She pointed at the pints in his arms.

"Of course not. One is for you dumby! I thought since Joe was staying at Zoe's tonight, you wanted to have a Harry Potter marathon. Joe told me that it's your favorite movies and I thought we could order pizza. I mean this is what I do everyday, but this time I'll have company." Emma smiled at him. He was so much taller than her. Everyone is. but something about the way he looked down at her, smiling, made her stomach turn into a cage of butterflies. On the way home, Caspar made many jokes, causing Emma to cry from laughter. As the day went on, Caspar surprising Emma with many foods, he "made." But truly they were microwaveable. But it soothed her cramps and she couldn't wait until the extra large pizzas came. They ordered two, knowing they wouldn't want to finish the box and want more. So they ordered one for each person.

As the pizza delivery girl came, (and Caspar generously flirting with her, which made Emma a bit upset.) they began their marathon. Emma occasionally freaking out over how cute Harry is. Caspar laughed at her many fangirl moments.

They were on the last movie when Emma's eyes began to become heavy and she yawned, trying to find a comfortable spot. Caspar noticed, he was waiting for her to get tired so she'd lay her head on his shoulder. But she was still debating so he grabbed her waist and pulled her to his body. Emma gasped, caught off guard but she soon felt comfortable so she laid her head on his chest and his arm was wrapped around her, giving them both billions of butterflies. They slowly fell asleep, smiling and blushing.

The next morning, Joe came back from Zoe's. He slowly opened the door as he had his mind concentrated on his phone. He's been talking to this girl, Jessica, for quite sometime now, so whenever he wasn't busy and had the time to talk to her he would. He was texting her, as he walked to his room but his eyes caught something he didn't expect to see. Nor liked it. Emma and Caspar on the couch sleeping awfully too close for his liking. He doesn't know why but he felt an anger come upon him. A sudden lust of something he couldn't quite put his finger on.

A sudden lust for Emma.

A/N: I gave myself Caspar feels whoOps

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