on my mind | e.d. & e.c.

chapter 1

emmas pov

most nights, i pull unintentional all-nighters. i dont know why the fuck im like this but i am. i was editing one of my videos from literal weeks ago since i procrastinate to the extreme. but while doing this, completely losing track of time. i took a sip of my iced coffee, which was now disgusting as hell since it was watered down. i clicked the power button to reveal the time reading 1:24am and a few texts from the "sister squad🧐" group chat. i smiled softly and slid open my phone to read the messages.

james🌛: hi kitty girls

ethan😎 : hey bitchass
i laughed lightly, getting some butterflies in my stomach. i was confused as fuck on why that happened, but i shrugged it off and started typing.

me: hi sisters

grayson🤯: yo

james🌛: since you guys are sister stupid and dont know how to plan a damn trip, what time are we leaving for vegas tomorrow kitty girls?

im honestly not gonna lie when i say i completely fucking forgot the four of us were going to vegas for a few days. i didnt pack or anything, but whats new? i was excited now though.

ethan😎: i dont know, 9ish?

me: im down

grayson🤯: ^

james🌛: okay kitty bitches

we're all the best of friends. we do everything together, tell everything to each other, we're just so close its insane. in the past, i didn't really have that many true friends and i'm so thankful for all three of them. i set my phone down smiling and went back to editing. after about five minutes i really fucking lost all motivation to continue. i got up from my desk and went into the bathroom to wash up before i went to bed so i didnt look like a complete gremlin. i looked in the mirror and said to myself "ignore that". i took my hair out of the already messy ass bun it was in and replaced it with another bun almost as fucking messy as the first one. i took a random selfie of myself and posted it on my snap story, laughing to myself about it. i put on nike pros and a random sweatshirt that i have no fucking idea about where it came from. i shut off my light and my laptop and crawled into bed. i scrolled through twitter and instagram for a little while to help me settle the fuck down.

ethans pov
after washing my face and brushing my teeth, since im a clean ass kid, i turned off the bathroom light and went into bed shirtless with gray sweats on like usual. i grabbed my phone from my nightstand and started going through stories. i usually click through stories since they annoy the fuck out of me but when i saw emma posted something, my heart skipped a whole fucking beat. why? i wish i could answer that question myself. it was a selfie of her in her bathroom, posing with a peace sign and a fish face. damn i thought. i stared at the picture and finally caught myself after a solid 45 seconds. ethan no i scolded myself in my head as if that was gonna do shit. i put my phone down in attempt to fall asleep, if anything it made it even harder to sleep. mother fucker i whispered to myself in frustration. i opened my phone and texted emma knowing she'd be awake. the girl is like an owl.

me: u up hoe?

emma☀️: u know it, ft me bitchass

i facetimed emma and it took no longer than one ring for her to pick up. we talked for about an hour and a half about many different topics, until she fell asleep on facetime. i know i told myself to stop but shit, shes pretty fucking adorable when shes asleep. i hung up after a little, just to be sure she was asleep and i wouldnt wake her. i put my phone down and shut my eyes, but for some reason this time it was easier. i had a gut feeling that vegas was gonna be a great fucking time.

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