coffee shop | emilio martinez

Chapter Eleven

Rose's P.O.V

I wake up, instantly remembering I had a hangout planned with Chance today. I mean he seemed pretty friendly, but he couldn't have been flirting, right?

I remember everything that happened yesterday with Emilio, and I decide to send him a text.

I grab my phone off of my nightstand, unplugging it from its charger, and going into my messages. I see him, instantly at the top with a cute picture I took of him one day we were at the coffee shop.

I sigh as I go into our conversation and quickly type him a text.

emilio❤️

hey, are you okay?

I then exit out of my messages and place my phone down on my nightstand, and hop out of bed, getting ready to go out.

As I hop in the shower and do my routine, I still can't help but ponder about Emilio, and why he's acting like this. I've finally admitted I have feelings for him, now i'm starting to doubt he had them for me too. Maybe I was just exaggerating and thinking he had feelings for me, but in reality was just being nice?

I couldn't bare the thought of loosing Emilio. Over these past few weeks, he has grown on to me; and became someone very important. Even if he didn't like me back, I didn't want to loose him as a friend either.

Pulling myself away from my shower thoughts, I step out of the shower, my body being met with the cold air. I wrap a towel around my hair and one around my body, walking into my bedroom.

As I walk into my closet, I hear my phone ring quickly; meaning I had gotten a text message, the possibility of it being Emilio made my heart skip a beat.

I quickly grab my phone from my nightstand, opening it and going straight to my messages; just to be disappointed, seeing that it was a text from Chance.

Chance

Hey, i'll pick you up in 30?

yes, that's perfect.

I quickly place my phone back down on my nightstand, and go into my closet to pick an outfit.

I dry myself off before slipping on undergarments, a cropped baby blue hoodie, a pair of black ripped jeans, and finishing everything off; I slip on my white slip on vans.

I then make my way to my vanity, I sit down and apply some mascara; and fill in my eyebrows.

I then grab my favorite chapstick off my vanity, smacking some on, and throwing it in my purse, along with my phone and wallet, and head downstairs.

I go into my living room, plopping myself on the couch, waiting for Chance to arrive.

As I wait; I decide to pull out my phone and check my notifications.

briana💖

girl guess who's going
out with ivan ;)

no way

yup ;) let's say we've
been talking for a bit

that's good! i'm happy
for you guys.
but guess who's
ignoring me :(

EMILIO?
WHY