E-mails: Dear... 》a.i

VI

Emily's POV

Today Ashton's supposed to leave L.A and I really don't know how to feel about it...

Are we going to keep talking? Is he going to write me more e-mails or this is it?

I really don't know why am I going to say this, but I really don't want this to end.

I know we've been talking for like two days, but I like him. I really do.

I don't know how it happened and it don't want to know either.

Sometimes love is weird, you know?

I don't understand anything about love.

Is there something to understand at least?

This is like the first time I get involved with this.

And I really don't wanna get hurt.

What if he hurts me?

What if I fall in love with him?

What if everything goes wrong?

What if he forgets about me?

What if he let's me go?

I don't want him to let me go.

I don't want him to go.

I wish we had met before.

I wish I met him in other circumstances.

I wish everything was different.

I kept saying those words in my mind and it hurts like hell and I don't know how I got so involved with Ashton just in two days.

I mean, yeah, we've been talking. A lot. And maybe that's the reason I got so attached to him, but I don't know.

''How did this happened?'' I ask myself

I was thinking about all this stuff in my room when my phone rang.

Ashton.

How did I know?

I put a different ringtone when Ashton sends me an e-mail so that way I hurry up to answer him.

'' Hi Ems, 

How are you? I hope fine...

I was wondering what happened to you last night. You never answered (I hope I'm really not sounding like a creepy guy because I'm not haha) did I say something that bothered you? Is there something I did? Did I make a mistake because I really don't understand what happened :-(

Are you fine?

I hope you are.

                                                                                                                                  Ash x. ''

When I finished reading the e-mail, I have to admit I laughed a little.

Oh no, but I feel so bad right now.

He's so cute and I'm laughing about him being worried.

I was so tired yesterday that I feel asleep while I was writing the e-mail.

I literally feel the worst person in the whole world.

He thinks he did something wrong.

How could he think that?