numb || weston koury

f o u r

Emma's POV

Weston had put his number into my phone before I left the rink. He said to text him right when I got home so we could facetime.
I ran up to my front door, not able to wait to talk to Weston. He seemed like a fun person to be around- when we were talking earlier, he told me about his life and how he just moved here to Greensboro. He mentioned something about an app called YouNow- I wasn't really paying attention.
All of a sudden, my phone started vibrating.
"Weston Koury😉 wants to FaceTime"
I hit answer, and Weston's face popped up. His phone was right in front of his face, and he was sticking out his tongue. Oh Weston- trying to get me out of this stupid depressed stage. Sigh.
"Emmmmmmmaaaaaaaa," he whispered into the mic.
"Whaaaaaaaattttt," I whispered back.
"Do you wanna go ice skating with me and some of my friends tonight? It'll be fun- there'll be girls there too."
Ice skating? I'd never been ice skating before. What if I fell right on my ass? That would be so embarrassing. Maybe I could make some friends there- I definitely need friends. No, I'm not going. I'm staying home and watching movies Hunter and I used to always watch.
Emma! Maybe Loren was right. You have to learn to move on!
Maybe she was.
"Sure. What time?"
"I'll pick you up at like 7 and my mom can drive us there," he said with a smile.
Great. Now I have to meet his mom. She's gonna think I'm some freak! Oh no, this is terrible.
I stayed quiet.
"Are you afraid to meet my mom? Emma, I promise she won't say anything about you and if she does, I'm gonna beat her ass." His mood automatically switched from excited to worried.
    But why would he be worried about me?
"I promise, bab- Emma."
    "Were you just about to call me baby?"
"Nah, too early for that. I'll pick you up at 7."
    Then, he ended the call. Why did he stop himself from calling me baby? Did he like me? Because I was no way in hell ready for another relationship- I'm still not over Hunter. I never will be.
   **3 HOURS LATER**
  It's currently 6:00. Weston's picking me up in an hour. What the hell am I gonna wear.
     I walked over to my dresser and started searching for the perfect outfit.
    "UGHHH I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!!"
I ended up throwing all of my clothes on the ground in frustration. Next stop: the closet.
     After looking in there for about 10 minutes, I finally found something. I decided to go with some ripped jeans, a crop top, and my SnapBack that said NY on it. Not too bad, right?
    I straightened my hair and put on some makeup. I'm not the type of girl who wears like 20 pounds of makeup- mascara and eyeliner is all I need to be happy.
    I turned off my straightener because I don't want to burn my house down (I almost started a fire in my room once) and waited for Weston to be here.
    6:30.
   More waiting. I checked Instagram- no notifications as always. I didn't have a lot of followers on there, only like 500. Hunter always kept me a secret.
    6:59.
I think I hear a car pulling up.
    7:00 sharp.
BEEEEEEPPPP!!!! That's him, I thought to myself.
   I ran down into my mom's room.
      "Mom, I'm gonna be at the ice skating rink for a few hours. I'll see you later," I said.
      "Oh, sweetie! That's great! I'm so glad you're talking to your friends again," she squealed. Ugh.
    I ran down the steps and outside. I stuffed my phone into my pocket and opened Weston's car door.
     Well, this is just the beginning I guess.
Weston's POV
      "So tell me about this Emma girl. Is she nice? Sweet? Pretty?" My mom asked as we drove to Emma's house. I was taking her to the ice skating rink with my friends Blake, Corbyn, Simon, Mark, Mario, Ian, and Ariel. It was the annual Competition night- it's a big competition on what teams are the best skaters. My team is obviously me, my friends from YouNow, Ian, and Emma.
      "She's so nice, mom. She's just really depressed because her boyfriend died, and I want to help her through it. Oh, and she's so pretty- I couldn't stand a day without looking at her," I said. I always tell my mom everything- she's the only one I can really talk to since Kalynn is annoying and my dad's always at work. I've always been the type to tell people anything, anyway.
"I'm so glad you want to help her, honey. It's so good for you to understand what other people are going through."
    Right after she said that, I heard a door shut, and saw a girl who looked like a goddess or something walk to my car. I pinched myself to make sure she was real. Yep. Emma.
      She pulled open the door, got in the back, and took a seat next to me.
      "Hi Weston!" She said, happily. It felt so good to see her happy.
     "Hey Emma."
"Hi sweetie! It's so good to meet you, Weston's been talking about a girl he met, and I wanted to meet you too!" My mom cut in. Shit- this was making her even more worried. Emma's cheeks turned red and she looked out the window as my mom started driving.
      Then I got a feeling this night was going to be different from all of the others.

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I might be updating tmr but idk :/ hope you guys liked this chapter!