EMMA'S POV
You woke up that morning and you immediately smelled something amazing coming from downstairs.
You tried your best to make it to the kitchen because you didn't know your way around the house just yet.
There you saw Chole, Dylan, and a shirtless Tyler making some pancakes, well you thought they were pancakes. They might of just been really pathetic waffles.
You wondered why Dylan was still there.
Did he stay over for the night?
"Morning sleepy head." Tyler said.
"Morning." You said in a somewhat groggy voice rubbing your eyes.
"Did you have a bad dream or something last night?" Dylan asked.
"Ya, I did. Not trying to be rude or anything here but Dylan, why are you still here? And what time is it?" You ask searching the walls for a clock.
"I slept over last night. And it's about 11:30." He responded while chuckling a bit.
"Oh, okay. Thank you." You say.
Tyler sets out a plate of bacon, eggs, and pancakes in front of you.
You immediately go to take a big bite because it looks delicious.
As soon as you open your mouth wide enough for the pancakes to fit, you scream and drop the fork holding your food.
You start sobbing and holding your cheek.
"Emma what's wrong?!?" Tyler says looking panicked while running around the kitchen wall to go towards you.
You're still crying, and Dylan ran to the kitchen to go get the first aid box from the cabinet because he knew it had something to do with your cheek.
Tyler slowly moved your hand from your cheek to see the gauze all bloody.
Dylan came back to where you were and put the first aid kit down on the counter.
"I'm just going to take off the gauze to take a look, okay?" Tyler says.
You hesitantly nod your head while still crying.
Tyler pulls off the bloody gauze and went to throw it away. He came back with a small towel.
He gently put it on your bleeding cheek and put some pressure on it. You winced in pain because it was still bruised.
Tyler eventually stopped the bleeding after what felt like 20 minutes even thought it was probably only about 2 minutes.
Dylan got some new gauze and cut it to size. He handed the gauze to Tyler as he got some medical tape. Then Tyler held the gauze to my face and Dylan put the medical tape around the gauze.
As soon as they were done, you stopped crying. Dylan put the first aid kit away and cleaned his hands along with Tyler. Tyler walked back in with an ice pack.
He very gently put it over the gauze.
"Go lye down, we will bring you some breakfast in a minute." Tyler said.
"Okay, thank you." You said as you stated walking over to the couch.
You heard the fridge open and close a few times along with the freezer and some cabinets. Then you heard the blender. You figured that they were making you a smoothie.
Tyler walked over with a tall glass of pinkish liquid.
"Here you go, it's a strawberry smoothie. Take small sips, okay?"
"Okay, thank you Tyler." You say will chuckling a little bit.
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