AIRPORT ↠ Chandler Riggs ✓

[6] Swimming, sorta

A/n
I just saw how much I wrote, maybe I should write more often in my notes so idk how long it is😂

Emerson's pov
(Two weeks later)

"I'm going over to Chandler's house mom, I'll be back in a while." I stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking up, waiting for an answer to come out of my mothers mouth as she sat in her bedroom. I stood in the silence for a little while.

"Okay sweetie, have fun." She called back, her voice muffled from the distance and her shut door. I turned around quickly and walked to the door, my sneakers hitting the hard wood floor underneath me with a satisfying sound. Opening the door a blast of hot hair flew into our house, hitting my face and making me break out into a sweat immediately.

I went to Chandler's and knocked on the door, a smile on my face as I waited for one of my best friends. The door creaked open and the face I was greeted by was Grayson, he had a toothy smile on.

"Can I come in?" I let out a soft chuckle, only his right blue eye was visible through the small crack, he just kinda stood there, letting out a small laugh before cracking the door open more, only a space wide enough for me to fit through.

I squeezed through it and stood there laughing, untying my white shoe laces on my black sneakers, taking one off and then the other. Grayson had shut the door but kept suspiciously quiet, he had never been this quiet, he was always a loud goofy kid.

I stood up slowly and turned around, he still had a smile but not as big as before, he had a blue nike shirt that said 'go hard or go home' with matching blue shorts and brown flip flops that looked like they were more for men. I looked at his hands behind his back and a look of confusion washed over my face as I looked up into his blue orbs.

"Here." From behind his back he held a glass of juice in his small hands, making a huge smile plaster my face, a laugh slipped out of my lips as I took it from his soft hands and took a long refreshing sip, a small piece of ice slid down my dry throat.

"Thanks Grayson, you know me too well." I laughed, looking at the clear glass in my right hand. Cool water beads dripped down the sides of the glass from condensation, seeping through the cracks of my fingers.

"Where's Chandler?" I asked, taking another sip of the delicious fruit juice. He fixed his hair and looked me.

"He'll be down in a second, let's just go wait outside, it's beautiful outside." He walked down the hallway of his house with me following, he slid the glass door to right side and waited for me to step out.

I walked over to their patio and sat down in the spot I always claimed, Grayson took the seat next to me and picked up his phone from the table. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and clicked in the password. 3230. I clicked into Instagram, I had a message from someone. I tapped the box and the little blue dot showed up to one of my favorite people. My internet friend Jayden.

Jayden
WHERE ARE YOU

Emerson
I told you I was going to chandlers

Jayden
OoOooOoOOooOoO

Emerson
My god Jay

Jayden
You too, you too need to make something happen

Emerson
Wtf is wrong with you

Emerson
Never mind, that list would take all day to write

Jayden
Hey xD

Emerson
It's true..wyd

Jayden
Nm...just dying cuz I can't meet you