Chapter 25

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by sophiaaa_cx

by sophiaaa_cx

Emma's POV:

Getting off of the plane and walking in to the airport made me notice how much of a mess my summer was. Most girls would say, having your first make-out session with Luke Hemmings would be a dream come true. But after getting my heart broken over and over again, made me realize how easy it was for him to break my heart. What did I expect, he's not a regular average guy. I'm the type of girl who plays hard to get but this time it was different. Maybe it was his hair. If you don't have good hair, you're checked off my dating list. But seriously. Spending time with Luke and the boys this summer made it one of the best and worst summers of my entire life. I got to do things that I haven't dreamed of ever doing. Like being up on stage, going to the grocery store with a famous person, kissing a famous person. I can't help but blush at these wonderful memories. But then came the bad ones. I remembered all the hate I got which clearly wasn't his fault but the time I saw him wit Cassidy, twice! It just pisses me off. Tears were running down my cheeks and I couldn't stop.

Stop being so emo, I said to myself and wiped my tears.

It's you're fault.

Who the heck is stupid enough to start a relationship that escalated to quickly? It's just plain stupidity.

"Emma, are you okay?" Angela asked, getting back to me with our starbucks drinks.

"Does it look like I'm okay?" I said, grabbing the coffee.

"Jeez... I was just trying to help." She said, sarcastically.

"This starbucks cup helped me a lot. Thank you very much." I said, as I began to wipe my tears.

"You're very welcome." Angela said.

"Am I a groupie?" I said, glancing at the hate comments that blew up my phone.

"No. You didn't-"

"No!"

"Then you're not." She said with a sigh of relief.

When I got home, I dropped everything on the floor and jumped onto my bed. I looked up at the ceiling and just thought about how my reality didn't seem like a reality. I went on my laptop, seeing countless reminders of my photography project that I didn't even start. Being home just didn't seem right.

I left the house and told my dad that I was going for a walk. I took my camera with me and went looking for some inspiration. I live by Santa Monica beach so I don't think it would be that hard to find something. As I walked around the pier, the sun began to set and that was when all the lights began to turn on. I took a few pictures of the people around me, the ocean and the beautiful colors in the sky. It made me forget all of the stress and anxiety I've been getting throughout the tour. Photography let me focus on what I wanted to be and it was to be happy.

After I took a few pictures, I decided to walk back home because it was getting dark. As I walked home, I saw a cute couple holding hands and it reminded me of what Luke and I once had. Yes, it was sort of a fling and he probably has done the same thing with every girl he's ever met but at least I got to experience what falling for someone in the short amount of time we had was like. I took a quick picture of the couple that had already passed, and when I looked clearly into the picture I had taken, there was a tall, blonde, boy wearing a red flannel in the background. I turned around to see it was Luke.

"Emma." He said, walking towards me.

I stood still not knowing what to do. All the anger came back in a quick second. I didn't know why I was mad anymore. All I knew was that, I wanted to cry.

Something suddenly came over me and I ran to him. I just wanted to be in his arms again. I didn't care what he did or what was misunderstood. His embrace was warm and genuine. There was no other place I'd rather be but right here in his arms. I was a fool for him and I knew it.

AN: Keepin' this chapter short and sweet. Don't worry, this isn't the end :)