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11:11 pm

(Emma's pov)

He wants to tell them.

And I do too.

So badly, it creates a bubble of anxiety that forms in the pit of my stomach.

It's been a a couple of weeks sense we drove to Vegas, and even though James and Grayson both had their suspicions about us, they didn't know that Ethan and I were together.

"You good, Em?"

I had been spacing out, resting my head on his chest.

His arms wrap around my waist and he clutches his controller with his free hands, as he plays a rather intense game of Fortnite.

"I'm good." I reply, wondering how long I had been staring at the screen.

My eyes grew droopy as I watched him play.

"You sure?"

"Yes." I nod. "Just thinking about telling Grayson and James."

He raises an eyebrow.

I'm always honest with him, I can't help it.

"Don't worry, babe."

The words comforted me and I smiled to him.

"I'm not!" I say in defense. Rolling my eyes.

"Oh a little sassy now are we?" He smirks at me, tossing the controller aside as he picks me up into his arms.

"Ethan-!" I yell at him, hitting his back playfully.

"Admit it, your jealous of my love for fortnite."

"No I'm not!" I say, I let out a stand of giggles that doesn't even sound human.

Ethan laughs, tossing me up in his arms more and tickles my sides.

I let out a strand of laughs.

"Your so mean, Ethan Dolan."

He lets out a laugh and i shake my head while I feel myself shake from the laughter.

"Don't worry I don't love fortnite more than you." He says.

He lets out a laugh, but pauses when he realizes the words he let out of his mouth.

Dropping me to my feet, I look into his eyes, as he places his hands on my hips.

When I look at his face, I see it is painted a dark red color.

"What about love?" I ask, curiously.

He clenches up.

"Emma, I-I need to tell you something." He gets out, scratching the back of his head.

"What is it?" I ask, my heart beats faster than ever.

"Ethan!" I hear from the other room.

He closes his eyes in disappointment.

"Ethan!" Grayson yells again. "Emma!"

I look at Ethan's eyes, and squeeze his hand comforting him and trying to ease the anxiety that he has about telling me whatever he was about to say.

"James is here!" We hear again.

I turn to Ethan.

"Tell me later tonight okay?" I say to him.

He nods, and I grab his hand to walk out of his room.

"Wait-" He says to me. "Come here."

He pulls me back into a kiss, and I smile, enjoying the small moment, before taking his hand and walking into the kitchen.