Loving The Enemy

Chapter Six

Miranda's POV

"Does he even realize what he is doing Emily? This is like when Liam hemsworth and Miley Cryus broke up. ITS ALL FUCKING WRONG!"

"Miranda hush! My neighbors can hear you and your not even on speaker." She cried

"Jeez Em take a pill. Whats wrong anyways?" I asked not even interested.

"Well-" by the time she starts im already thinking of a plan to get that douchebag back. The hell he is going to come into my life again and screw things up again! Like....like summer of 2011

"-and that's why I'm pissed thanks for listening nice to know I have a -"

"Yea yea Em. Listen I hear something outside my window I'll call you later and by the way I love the story! You should tell your mom about it!" I yell not even caring.

I causally walk over to my window, making sure I wasn't noticeable but being me I'm clumsy as fuck. I trip over the damn chair leg and land flat on my ass.

'Damn you shit head of a chair...' I quietly shout.

I notice my boyfriend, chase, outside my window. Waiting around, looking everywhere but at me.

Once he nervously puts his hand on his neck, he glances at my window.

Suddenly I duck. The hell I want him to see me like this. Runny nose, no make up. Hell I look like shit.

I quickly change into some white shorts (not booty shorts but a little below this amazing ass) and a varsity Colorado jacket.

I put my silky brown hair into a pony tail and decide to walk downstairs.

But before I do I check the time.

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Authors Note

So I am changing up the format of my book a little, hope you guys enjoy!

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Emily's POV

Of course she leaves me standing here staring down at my golden phone. It's always like her to leave in the middle of conversation and just pretend like everything I am saying is poison to her brain. I can't help but think, does she only talk to me when she needs something from me? That's crazy right? And now I'm talking to my self in my own minds. That's just......great

I try falling asleep on my bed but I just couldn't, the guys face just kept popping up. And what the hell am I supposed to do, his charming pearly whites, piercing blue eyes, perfect plump lips just kept popping fucking everywhere! I couldn't help but dream his soft face looking up at me while softly caressing my soft smooth cheek.

The thoughts drew dangerous when I imagine his plump lips kissing me, deeply and passionately. Sparks are flying around us and I feel like no one else in the world matters anymore, it's just us against the whole damn world. His magical fingertips worked there selves down my stomach and were resting on my waistline. Patiently waiting for them to dive down and explore, but before anything happened.

His face was staring back at me and this time, it wasn't a dream.

Miranda's POV

I shouldn't even be caring how look around him, he slept with me just to get back at me because of what I did to Hunter Sees. God even saying his name make me want to puke, no literally I feel like.

*10 minutes later*

Fuck no. Fuck no. I can't be, can I be sick? No way, I haven't caught the damn flu since I was in the 8th grade. No this was something greater and angelic.

But it's impossible for me to be...pregnant. I've been on birth control since me and Chase started dating. Wait, holy shit no! I was suppose to start three nights ago. And instead I slept with Chase the night after I didn't take it. I have to take the test before Emily finds out, I can't have her knowing that I might be feature on MTV with me with big ass stomach. How the hell is Chase going to react? I can't tell him either, everything is fall apart and if I tell anyone then this fire will become a wildfire.

Spreading quicker than anyone imagined.