third person's perspective
Emma Cambridge and Will Lenney had spent that evening the exact way as the previous one. Except Emma was in her own trail of thought. She wondered how Will felt about her so she could be sure on how she felt about him. She felt different around him and it excited her being in his company. But one thing that really boggled her mind was Stephen and how it would affect him if anything was to ever happen.
And Will felt the exact same way. He wondered what it would take to make Emma like him. He thought she was the most funniest and most beautiful person he's ever met and is completely head over heels for her. But the thing that's really stopping him from achieving anything is his and Emma's best friend Stephen Lawson who had been previously routing for her before until she broke things off because she met Will online.
The two feel the exact same way about one another but are both hesitant about making any kind of move.
Emma tries to give up thinking about it but it's almost impossible to not think about how she feels about him.
And same with Will - no matter how hard he tries , he just can't get her out of his head. But she makes him happy and he feels better than usual and is always looking forward to the next day to talk to or to see Emma.
As does Emma feel better since her mental state before meeting Will had not been so great. Life in the model industry has its disadvantages according to her. There's a repetitive competition almost everyday and it's head wrecking and draining having to put up with such things. She does love her job but the competitive side is a big disaster to her. Since meeting Will a few days ago, her mindfulness has improved drastically. She is able to get up in the morning and look forward to something and that's all it takes to make her feel better.
emma's perspective
(Month time skip)
Summer is approaching, therefore making me excited to travel. It's been the biggest dream of mine since I was a little girl having spent most of my time in either a train or a car up and down the country every weekend to Newcastle, to Norwich and to Manchester. But even thought It was the same old boring train station all the time, the idea of travelling still excites me. I would always wonder where every passer-by was off to; Scotland? Wales? Brighton? This summer I was travelling Europe with my best friends which is literally a dream come true. I had to persuade everyone to go travelling with me and Alex and Gee know how much I wanted to so they jumped on the bandwagon straight away. Whereas it took a lot of convincing George,Stephen and Will since they'd rather be at home instead of exploring the world.
'Will! Come here help me pack,' I say to him and he enters my bedroom from the kitchen. It's like there has been a tornado that just ran around my room, that is was that messy. 'Jesus christ,' He says looking around. I move a pile of clothes from my bed and the sides of my bright pink suitcase become visible. 'Just throw as much as possible into the suitcase,' I say going to organise my carry on bag at my desk. 'You don't need so much clothes,' he remarks and starts folding everything neatly into the suitcase but I knew that It wouldn't stay neat for long. I smile a toothy smile and continue packing.
'Reppin' the merch in Europe, I like it,' Will says holding up the black 'sub2willne' jumper he gave me last month while laughing. 'Oh um take it back actually I keep forgetting to give it back to you,' I say. But truth was that I really haven't forgotten to give it back, that I kept it since it reminded me so much of him and his scent still holds on the jumper. 'Keep it. I've too many anyways,' he shrugs and throws it at me in a ball.
I get up and throw it harder back at him and before I knew it we were on my bed wrestling. I finally got him down and sat on top of him, straddling my legs on his either side. We both cried with laughter but we looked at each other a little too long to be 'just friends'. He places his hands on either side of my waist with a big grin on his face and our faces begin to close the gap between us but little did I know Alex was standing at the door and coughed to ruin the moment. I deeply sigh and scramble of Will. 'Fantastic Emma! Yet another moment ruined,' I thought to myself.
