EMMAS POV It was now 8:35pm and I was feeling tired already. But I didn't want to go to sleep yet. I didn't need to wake up early to see Mark, cause he's going to be at the train station at around 5:30pm. I had nothing to worry about but I was so excited! NEXT MORNING I didn't really do anything last night uncept from watch YouTube. But I've woken up now and the time was 9:03am. That was quite early for me, cause I usually wake up at 10 or something like that. I grabbed my phone and saw tons of people on Twitter, Instagram and snapchat that have direct messaged me. I scrolled through Twitter first and saw that Mark had posted a tweet saying: Can't wait to see my girlfriend tomorrow/today cause it's 1am @(Not putting my user) I couldn't wait either. I replied to some dm's on my social medias and got out of bed, ready to start the day. I was so excited to see Mark later! He needed to sleep, it was 1am and he had to wake up at 5am or something to go to the airport. I switched my phone off and placed it down on my bed to go into the bathroom for a quick shower. AFTER SHOWER After I took a shower, I dried myself off and blow dried my hair. But before drying my hair, I got dressed. I wore this
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After I got dressed, I headed downstairs to see if anyone was awake and to get food. I was quite hungry today. I got downstairs and saw my dad. "Morning, sweetie." He said. "Morning, dad." I replied. "I'm taking you to the train station later on." My dad told me. "What? I thought mom was." I said. "Yep, she was. But she's got a meeting for work. So I'm going to take you. Don't worry! I'm not going to embarrass you, Emma!" My dad laughed. "Oh okay. You better not embarrass me! But it's my boyfriend, so it wouldn't matter." I said, shrugging my shoulders. "You excited to see him?" My dad asked. "Yes...dad?" I asked. "Huh?" He answered, sitting down to eat his toast. "Do you like me having Mark as a boyfriend?" I asked. "Of course I do, darling. He's a nice lad. He'll do well in life and I hope the best for him." My dad replied. "Dad. I know somethings up. Tell me." I demanded. He looked at me and sighed. "Fine! I just think...he's a nice boy overall but I just think all the fame and drama he's involved in, won't do YOU any good." My dad confessed. "Ohh, dad! Yeah, he's famous and is involved in some drama but he wouldn't drag me into it. I mean, he doesn't like take any notice of drama. And I don't care he's famous, I love him because he's a nice person. A beautiful personality. That's what I love about him the most. I don't love him because of his fame. Love doesn't work like that, dad." I laughed. "Oh yeah. I know that. But I just think when you're going out with him or something, all of his supporters or fans are going to ruin it. I just want to best for you, sweetie." My dad told me. "Dad. Listen. It's fine. I know you do but I don't mind. I love meeting his fans. It's a great opportunity to meet new friends and things like that." I said to my dad. Then my phone rang. I picked it up and it was Jacob. Me: Hey, what's up? Jacob: Hey. I just wanna say I love you. Me: What? Jacob: I just wanna say I love you so much. Me: Thanks, I love you too. Why did you just ring me up to tell me that? Jacob: I gotta go. Me: Jacob? Jacob: I gotta go. And he ended it. I was so confused. But I just brushed it off.
