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11:30 pm

(Ethans pov)

After unpacking I just crash on my bed, flipping open my phone.

I'm going crazy, waiting for a FaceTime from a certain someone.

And I don't want to be clingy right? She will call me when she wants too.

I want to talk to Grayson about her, and tell him everything that has happened.

Will she be mad at me?

Fuck it.

It's been driving me crazy not talking about it with him.

I find Grayson on the couch scrolling through Instagram, in the other room and I plop down next to him.

Unsure about how to start the conversation I just let out a groan, falling back onto the couch more.

"What happened with Emma." Grayson said, rolling his eyes slightly.

"Nothing..." I let out a sigh. "Well, we were supposed to FaceTime tonight, and it's getting late. Maybe she forgot me."

Grayson sets his phone down before locking eyes with me.

"Bro, it's only a few minutes past 11. She probably got caught up filming. You know how Emma is."

I let out another sigh, this time of relief. Talking to my brother did really help to calm my nerves.

"Yeah, I just get so nervous around her. I mean we kissed and it was incredible, but afterwards I couldn't sleep for a whole night. it's insane how she makes me-"

He intrupted my rant by letting out a loud "omigod, E you kissed her?!"

I immediately blushed. With everything happening with Emma, I guess I had forgotten to mention our kiss to my twin brother.

I covered my red face in my hands and sighed, for the third time.

"Yeah, we kissed. I'm not sure if we are together though, we didn't really talk about it."

Grayson just nods.

"Just give it time."

"I am." I groaned. Grayson let out a laugh. "I just want her to be mine, so that no other guys can steal her away."

"Why don't you tell her that?"

He raised an eyebrow, sharply.

Just the thought of asking Emma to be my girlfriend made me nervous. I felt safest and most comfortable with Emma, but their was something about her that made me get nervous and want her to like me.

"I will, when I get the courage." I finally answer.

My phone lights up in my pocket, and I pull it out to see a FaceTime from Emma and 1 missed FaceTime from 2 minutes ago.

"Shit" I say, standing up and walking down the hall before flicking the FaceTime open.

I'm not surprised when I hear Grayson laughing at me from down the hall as I shut my door.

"Hi, Ethan." She says, a smile lights up on her face as she talks. "I'm sorry I didn't FaceTime you earlier, I was filming a video with the girdies."

I just nod at her, not being able to help the smile on my face. Grayson was completely right.... for once in his life.

"Its okay, I was talking to Grayson. That's why I missed your first call."

"No worries, I'm excited for you to see my new video, babe."

After the words leave her lips, she covers her mouth with her hands.

I laugh, liking the word that she called me. Her cheeks grow warm.

"I'm sorry." She stutters, adding a laugh to make it less of an awkward moment. "I didn't mean to call you babe, I mean, I did, I just, I don't know-"

She gets flustered, which is adorable to me.

"Its okay." I say, I smile at my girl sweetly. My girl. I love the way that sounds.

"I like it, babe." I say to her, emphasizing the last word.

She laughs, her brown hair falling around her face as she wraps a fuzzy blanket around her shoulders.

"Haha, now we are even."

"What do you mean?" I ask the blonde over the phone.

"You called me beautiful earlier." She laughs. I feel my own cheeks redden now.

"Which is, um, not true, obviously. I look dead without concealer." She adds.

"What?!" I say. "Its very true, Em. Your literally the most beautiful girl ever."

She smiles at me, and let's out a little sigh. Just looking at me.

"I wish you were here." She says, softly.

"Me too. I would cuddle you if I was."

She smiles, resting her head and twirling a peice of hair between her fingers.

"Why don't you come over, E?"

I can't believe I didn't think of that sooner. Wow, I can be dumb sometimes.

"Your pretty smart, Emma Chamberlain."

She giggles, and I get up off of my bed. Grabbing my playboy hoodie and walking out to my car.

I still have Emma on FaceTime, but I am determined to get to her in real life as well.

In 20 minutes straight, I pull up to her building. I end the FaceTime and walk to her door, she answers it before I have the chance to knock.

She is wearing a oversized hoodie, and has her hair wrapped in a bun with her favorite white scrunchie.

And umm, obviously. She looks adorable.

"I missed you, bitch." She says to me, laughing.

"Missed you more, babe."

I have no idea how I let the pet name slip out, but I'm not worried considering the fact that Emma wraps her arms around me and I pull her to me.

I hug her small frame in the doorway, and I never want to let her go.