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     Emma's POV

  amandakoury:  you never told us you had a girlfriend
westonneedsmilk266: im so much prettier than her ew she looks like a baked potato
  bellakoury: she's goals omg
sandykoury: ew!

  Ugh. I didn't think some of the people on this broadcast would be so rude. And I'm already so insecure about myself- this is making it so much worse.

     I saw Weston look down at the comments. He stared as more and more people called me ugly and worthless. At this point, tears were forming in my eyes. It was getting really bad. People were telling me to kill myself and to go die.

    "One second guys," Weston said into the mic. Then, he muted himself and turned off the camera.
(play Skinny Love by Birdy for feels)
    "What is wrong with them? Why do they have to be like that? I thought they were better Weston," I mumbled, trying to keep the tears in my eyes and not pouring all over my face. God, that would be embarrassing.

    "Emma-"

"No Weston, I need an answer. I'm only here right now for my mom, and for you. Otherwise, I would be dead! I would be fucking dead Weston! Not like you give a shit," I didn't even notice I was yelling at him.

   I needed to go.

  Find a blade, my mind told me. I ran into the bathroom, sat on the floor, and cried my eyes out.

   Now all of a sudden it was hitting me.

  I miss him.

    I miss Hunter.

So, so much.

   I found a razor in the cabinet and took a deep breath.

  But as soon as I scraped the metal across my arm, someone entered the room.

    Weston's POV

Shit.

Shit Shit Shit.

I just tried to broadcast with Emma but my supporters were being rude- it happens every time a girl is on with me.

       "Emma-" I started to say. I wanted to tell her that this happens every time a girl is broadcasting with me, but before I can even talk, tears start streaming down her face.

    God, I've never saw her like this before.

And I've never wanted to.

"No Weston, I need an answer. I'm only here right now for my mom, and for you. Otherwise, I would be dead! I would be fucking dead Weston! Not like you give a shit," she yelled. I wanted to press my
lips against hers so hard- I loved her. And I didn't want to see her upset like this.

   But before I could even make a move, she stormed out of the room and into the bathroom.

   All of my family's asleep. It's 2am.

    2:05- Still no Emma.
2:10- What is she doing?
2:15: What the hell could she be in the bathroom for for this long?!
I need to check on her. She's doing something bad, she's been in the bathroom for almost 30 minutes now.

   I walk out of my room and into the bathroom, afraid to see what was behind the closed door.

No. No. No.

God, no this can't be happening.

I saw a side of Emma I'd never saw before.

I looked down at the floor to see blood everywhere and Emma hysterically crying.

"W-weston, get o-out," she cried.

"Put it down." I told her. I looked her straight in the eyes. She was holding the blade in her hand, ready to cut again.

"Emma, put it down." I said.

She dropped the blade and buried her head in her hands.

Ugh, I hate seeing her like this. It hurts. A lot.

I think now's the time to tell her all of the feelings I have.

"Do you want the truth?" I mumbled. I was so nervous.

"Y-you lied to me?"

"Emma, ever since I met you at the park, I was in love. When you told me about Hunter, I wanted to help you. So bad. So here I am. You're fucking beautiful, I don't know why you believe my supporters. They're jealous of you. They know how I feel about you, that's why. I told them on broadcast last night. They want to be you. Everyone does. Remember when Mark winked at you at the skating rink? He likes you too. See, you're the most beautiful, funny, caring, amazing girl I've met. Emma, I love you."

Did I really just do that?

She probably thinks I'm obsessed with her or something. Oh god.

Then, she stood up, and walked over to me. She's gonna tell me I'm crazy. Ugh, I'm not ready to be humiliated.

But the opposite happened.

"Weston, I love you too."

Oh. My. God.

Then, out of nowhere, I slammed my lips against hers. Wow, she's good at this. I thought to myself. She knew everything to do, every move to make.

Hunter was a lucky guy.

She ran her fingers through my hair, and I put my hands around her waist.

Then, she pulled away.

"And that's the whole truth? No lies? You told me everything? And you won't lie to me anymore?" She asked with a smile on her face.

"Yep. I promise."

Shit.

I didn't tell her everything.

There's still one thing missing.

I'm a liar. Why did I have to be friends with Jacob, ugh.

I'm dead if Emma ever finds out.

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