Part 4 Not a phrase

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Emmas pov
Tara was pretty beaten up, a clean slice running up her calf and a broken arm. Nothing emma couldn't handle but Tara was still going to continue rambling about how she thought he was taking her somewhere romantic to propose but nooo he was taking her to the side of the road to smack her around a bit and leave her.
"Sounds rough" emma said through gritted teeth, trying to perfect the stitches.
Tristan's pov
Emma was so gorgeous, i had to stop myself from kissing her when she fell at my feet when i stupidly interrupted the driver but i explained it was for good cause. I would love to ask her out but the guys would judge me since i've "fallen in love" with every assistant thats taken the bus with us. In all truths i haven't, ok maybe i liked them but never loved until now. I could stare into emmas emerald eyes forever and play with her hair for hours on end it was so bright and very very red.
"Hey"
I started to panic am i hearing emma talk to me or do i just want to hear her talk to me.
"Are you ok"
Ok ok calm down she is talking to me stay calm
Respond you idiot!
"Oh-y-yea I'm fine its just lost in my thoughts, and i feel guilt for yelling at the bus driver and causing you to hit your head on the seat haha"
"Don't worry about it we actually saved her life any longer and she could have bled out"
"Oh then a sacrifice for a saving, i think thats a phrase?"
"Haha i don't think it is tris but it was cute-uhh sry i didn't--
I couldn't hold it back i leaned in and placed my lips on hers

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