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Emma's POV

As soon as I heard Weston's door open, I instantly pulled off. What if it was Jacob? He would kill Weston for even laying a finger on me...

"Uhh..." I heard a voice say from across the room.

I turned around to see a boy that I recognized- he had light brown hair and bright blue eyes.

Mark??

What the hell was he doing here?!

Weston's POV

Why is Mark here.

In my room.

Staring at Emma who's only in a tank top and shorts.

He better not do what I think he's gonna do. Hell no.

"Mark, what the fuck are you doing here??" I said, trying to stay calm. I wanted to beat his ass because of the way he was looking at Emma.

"Weston you never told me you had a girlfriend... oooo," Mark teased. I'd about had enough of him already.

"Answer my question," I said through my teeth.

"Well, your mom wants me to keep an eye on you and Emma to make sure you're not hitting it off or anything," he laughed.

Then, he winked at Emma.

He fucking winked at her.

And that's what pulled my trigger.

I got up and walked over to Mark. I could feel my face was red out of anger, and my fists were clenched.

Emma looked at me, and her jaw dropped when she saw me punch Mark right in the chest.

"Don't you dare," I hissed. Mark tried to push me off, but I was obviously stronger than him. Swim team definitely paid off!

"Weston! Calm down!" Emma yelled. At this point, I saw tears forming in Mark's eyes.

"Listen-"

Punch.

"To Emma," Mark tried to say through his breaths.

Emma finally got up and pried my hands off Mark.

"We can all be friends okay!! That's it! Now you're both equal. I don't want to deal with this bullshit now! It's pointless!" Emma yelled at both of us.

Did she just call me friend?

After I told her I loved her, I kissed her, slept in the same bed as her, we're just friends?! I'm so done.

Emma's POV

Well that was interesting.

Weston just got into a fight with Mark, and I had to be the one to stop it. And I just called Weston a friend. God I feel bad.

Then I guess out of instinct, I grabbed Weston's arm and pulled him into the bathroom. He then pulled me to him, hard.

Where did I recognize that pull from?

"I only directed that to Mark," I whispered. He smiled and finally relaxed.

"Just please don't freak out again like that. It makes me feel like you're a killer or something," I said.

"Alright. Now how do we get him out of here?" Weston laughed. I laughed along with him and shrugged.

Then, I realized I haven't texted my mom yet this morning. She's probably really worried about me- I hate seeing my mom worried.

"One sec, I have to text my mom," I said, running out of the room. I went back into Weston's room to see Mark standing there holding my phone.

"Give me it," I said, trying to grab the phone out of his hands.

"You have to do something first."

"Like what?!" I asked, this time frustrated.

"You have to kiss me."

"No! I thought I told you, we're just friends!" I whisper-yelled.

"You either kiss me or I snap your phone in half and you'll have to go home with me."

"You can't snap a phone in half, and I'm going home with Weston."

"Sure I can. And Weston's mom said I have to keep an eye on you two, so basically I'm your babysitter. And I can do whatever I want, like lock Weston in the closet and take you home instead," he said, putting my phone on his knee and cracking the screen.

He couldn't be any more annoying right now. If I don't kiss him, then my phone will be broken, I'll have to pay for it, and he'll have to take me home. No way in hell was I gonna let that happen. He would probably rape me or something! And I already have to pay for my cracked screen because of him- ugh. I'm gonna regret this so much.

"Fine!"

And right when Mark leaned in, Weston had to walk back in the room. Shit. How was I gonna explain this??

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