anywhere with you // a.i

c h a p t e r - t w o

e m m a

It's been two months since Ashton Irwin direct messaged me on twitter.
It's been two months of nonstop messages, back and forth.
It's also been the greatest, most spectacular two months of my life.
He's become my best friend, and someone I could trust with anything. I've always thought that if I had been so lucky to exchange even a simple "hello", let alone months of conversation, with Ashton Irwin, that I would be completely and utterly infatuated with him. This, however, is not the case. I enjoy our current relationship, in all of its best friend glory.
Though sometimes when he tells me about his nightclub hookups, I feel a slight pinch in my heart, but why? I know that we could never be anything more than we are now. I mean, seriously? I live in Pinedale, Wyoming. Our population consists of 2,030 mountain people, and most of the people in my area still refer to me as "Emmy Bear". Besides my small town life, I don't want Ash to go through life, carrying me as a burden on his shoulders. This two-month extravaganza-whatever it is, needs to end soon, before he decides to do something crazy, like fly to Pinedale or show up at my school with his band.

a s h t o n

She is magnificent. She is captivating. She does what she wants, and she doesn't take the time to think of the affect she has on this world, just by existing.
Two months.
That's how long I've been in love with this beautifully stubborn girl named Emma Jane.
I tell her everything that happens to me on a daily basis, even what type of sandwich I had at lunch time. I tell her these immensely boring aspects of my life and yet she is so adamantly interested, that it amazes me every second I have the pleasure of speaking to her.
We message each other day and night. I would stay up past 3 in the morning, just to catch her timezone. Messaging Emma was the best decision I've made in a long time. My relationship with Emma Jane is what defines me as a person. I can't take this distance much longer.
I can't keep pretending that I'm not smitten, and that I am ok with being "internet best friends", as Em likes to call it. She pushes me away, just when I think I'm closer to breaking down the walls, and it hurts me.
I need to find out what goes on inside Emma Jane Evanston's mind. If I don't soon, I may do something drastic, like fly to Pinedale, Wyoming.