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I could see why Emerson would want privacy to talk to me. Fans would butt in on the conversation and interrupt. We sat on one of the couches in the dressing room, I was sitting in his lap and his arms were around my lower back.
I laughed at something funny he said, and then bit my lower lip. Emerson smiled broadly. When he smiled he literally killed me. Everything about him was perfect.
"Can you promise me something?" I asked him.
"Anything, ma chèrie."
"Even when I might seem crazy, or insane because I'm mad at you, you have to promise to still love me. Even though I may be a crazy bitch." I laughed at the end, I faint smile formed at the corners of his mouth.
"Y/n, there isn't anything you can do that will make me love you any less." I felt his lips meet mine.
"How much longer of tour?" I asked him when he eventually removed his lips from mine.
"Three weeks, counting the Canada shows."
Thank god, I couldn't bare much longer. I nodded and smiled at him.
"I love you Emerson."
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