I start to dig in my drawer to find a piece of notebook paper. I get a black sharpie and start to write a note.
•Corbyns POV•
I need to go over there right now. I start to drive back over there. After thirty minutes of driving, I finally reach their home. I see Emma in her window, putting something in my hoodie pocket. She looks down at where I am and quickly turns around.
shit.
I walk up to the front doorstep and ring the doorbell. Emma's mom answers the door.
"Oh. She's upstairs. Make it quick."
I start to walk up the stairs leading up to her room. I knock on her door. "Emma." I say as I open the door. She's sitting in her chair when she looks up at me. I could tell she's been crying for a long time. I walk over to her.
"Your hoodie is on the bed." She says quietly.
Her throat is dry from crying.
"I'm not here for my hoodie, Em, please talk to me."
"I can't." She shakes her head and stands up, crossing her arms. I walk over to her and give her a hug. She starts to cry in my arms.
"Emma, please talk to me." I kiss her top of the head.
She steps away from me rubbing her eyes.
"I have to stop seeing you."
"Why?"
"Mom blames you on getting me drunk. She was worried about me. She doesn't trust you anymore."
My heart sinks as soon as she tells me that.
"Emma, I-"
"Just, please get your hoodie, Corbyn."
"Emma, let me talk." I take a step closer to her and grab ahold of her hand.
"Do you see this?" I ask.
She looks at the promise ring.
"I got this because I know that through everything we go through, we will always be together, no matter what. Emma, I want this to work out, I really do. Just please."
•Emma's POV•
The way he said 'just please.' In a deep, quiet, whisper type talk. I look up at him.
•Corbyns POV•
She looks up at me. I let go of her hand and turn around to my hoodie. I take my hoodie from the bed, and start walking out the door.
"Corbyn, wait." I hear Emma say. She come towards me and gets inches from me. She puts her hands around the back of my neck. I look down at her and she starts kissing me.
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Brothers Best Friend | corbyn besson
Fanfiction'don't kiss her, don't kiss her, don't kiss her.' i repeat over and over in my head. she's tempting me. she's tempting me.... real hard. ~finished~