His arms wrapped around my waist. Pulling me into the water.
I laughed, but really, I was confused.
Our bodies plunged into the water together, and quickly went back up to the surface. I moved my hair out of my face, making eye contact with him.
His smirk, his body, his wet hair. It all got to me.
He got to me. He swam away, joining Grayson and their friends. While I was left alone, wondering what the fuck that was.
Why did he pull me into the water? With him?
I swam back up to the boat, climbing the ladder.
My friends laughed, and I joined, but it wasn't genuine. I went into the den looking through the bags, finally finding mine. I grab my towel and wrap it around me.
I hear his laughs, he's near.
His laughs were my favorite sound.
I turn around, seeing his figure grabbing his towel from the seat, leaving us both alone in the den.
"Why'd you do that?" I finally spoke up.
"Don't get all excited. It was just a act." He laughed.
"Act? For what?"
"Bryant's making a video for this party. People are taking pictures, recording. If we're not seen together at least once, the fandom will go crazy." He explained sternly.
He walked up to me, moving a piece of hair out of my face.
"Although, I know you liked it..." He said biting his lip.
"Well don't, Emmy." He smirked, and just walked away.
Emmy.
I cant remember the last time he called me that.
I miss it.
But I cant miss it. I cant miss him.
And even though I wanted to hate him with all my guts, he still managed to give me the chills, the goosebumps, the shivers, the hitch in my throat, the water in my eyes, the stutter in my words. He still managed to...
make me fall for him all over.
