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10:46 pm

(Ethans pov)

I needed to tell her. Badly.

It had been a week, I had seen her four times, sneaking a kiss and holding her hand between the scramble of our busy lives.

Every moment I had wanted to tell her that I loved her, but I just couldn't find a way too.

I wanted to make it special, but I didn't know how too. I wanted to make her feel like she was the most important thing in my life, because honestly she was.

So a week went by, every FaceTime, and kiss, and second spent with Emma I wanted too.

But I didn't.

"Ethan?"

I'm snapped back to reality when I remembered that I was sitting on the bench inside an urban outfitters.

"Everything okay?" Emma asks me, she is standing across the room and looks at me with concerned eyes.

She looks quite beautiful, wearing a pair of denim high waisted jeans and a yellow crop top.

"Oh." I respond "I'm good. Sorry just thinking about things."

I give her a smile, and stand up walking over to her, slipping my hand in her back Pocket.

She blushes immediately.

"Ethan." She laughs, looking into my eyes. "People will see."

"So what?"

"So, i don't want them too." She responds.

I frown. And she takes her hands, cupping my cheek in her palm and placing a kiss on my lips.

I can taste the birthday cake lip balm and I smile again, pressing my lips together.

"I'll be back, I need to change." She says to me.

I roll my eyes playfully, but take a seat on the bench and patiently wait for my girlfriend to finish shopping.

••••

Emma takes a turn driving, and I watch her as we get onto the freeway to drive back to my place.

It has been driving me crazy not telling her, and I want too so badly. But there is so much to loose. So much anxiety around it. I just can't.

Not now at least.

Emma sings quietly along to the radio, her lips finding the words in the songs and I just watch.

I haven't found a single thing about Emma that I hated about her.

Sure she had flaws, everybody had flaws.

She was insecure, she had trouble with herself and would often make jokes about it.

She was emotional, she felt so much and sometimes she couldn't help but let the feelings of sadness and insecurity control her.

She had her flaws, but I didn't care.

In the end, her flaws are what made me fall in love with her.