when i say olivia i mean olivia rouyre just so you know:)
ethan's pov
(texts)
ethan: hey babygirl, wanna hangout today maybe go get something to eat
emma: i'm so sorry baby i have plans with olivia today
ethan: ok it's fine, have fun, be safe, i love you
emma: love you
i sigh and lean back on my bed. i guess i should probably make some plans because i thought that emma was free today. i decide maybe i'll get some dinner, then go work out or something.
emma's pov
i feel bad about lying to ethan, i really do. i never lied to him before, i never had to. it feels so weird. to be honest, i really wanted him to be here right now more than ever, but i can't have him see me like this. he doesn't want to see me like this. he does so much for me and i don't deserve him. fuck i don't deserve anyone. curled up in my yellow sheets i scroll through twitter. i hate twitter but i can't take my eyes off of it. i come across someone comparing me to a picture of meredith, ethan's ex supermodel girlfriend. her long blonde hair and her perfect body makes my stomach turn. 'emma's not good enough for ethan, she's not even good enough for the sister squad' 'no one even likes her' 'ethan is just saying her because he feels bad' 'ethan wisheds he still has meredith' i try to tell myself that it's all not true but it's no use and tears are already falling. my phone started ringning, startling me. i answer trying to hold back my tears.
"are you ok, em" olivia asks
"yeah what do you mean i'm fine." i say trying to convince her
"ok, bye em" she says in a questionable tone
"bye olivia." the line went dead. i lean back in my bed when tears start to fall more rapidly. before i knew it i was sobbing into my pillow. i tried to stop i just couldn't. i keep thinking about all those comments and all of those posts and comments. i don't deserve anybody.
ethan's pov
i was into my second game of fortnite (a/n gamer boy) when i was getting a call. i usually wouldn't answer it in the middle of my game but it was olivia and olivia was hanging out with emma so something might be wrong.
"hey e, is emma ok." olivia asked through the speaker.
"what do you mean, i thought she was with you." i say, fear intertwined in my voice.
"no i haven't seen her all day, and when i called her it sounded like she was crying."
"ok i'll go check on her, thanks liv."
"bye e"
"bye."
i click on emma's contact and press call. one ring, two rings, three rings, voicemail. i throw on a hoodie and tell grayson that i was leaving. while i was in the car i realized emma's plan. she's sad and she doesn't want to bother anyone and make them come over. we've been over it a few times, about how that i promised i would never ever be mad at her if she calls me to come over but i don't really think she picked it up. i text em to tell her that i was coming over so she wasn't scared when someone came into her house.
emma's pov
i read ethan text and immediately more tears start to fall.etahns going to be mad at me when he found out that i was lying. i don't want him to be mad at me. i figure i should probably move off of the couch and go to my room because he can't see me like this. i'm so annoying and am always dependent on him. before i could even stand up my doorknob twists open.
ethan's pov
i open the door to find emma on the couch tears stained her cheeks and fell from her eyes. i just wanted to go over there and squeeze her and never let her go.
"emma." i say quietly, slowly walking toward her.
"what are you doing here." she sniffs.
"olivia told me that you were crying." her face turns a shade darker and it looks like she is going to be sick.
"i'm sorry for lying." she says quietly in a raspy voice. she gets up off the couch and runs away to her room. i follow behind her but she slams the door in my face. i hear the lock click
"emma." i say calmly.
"go away." her voice is muffled. i lean my head up against the door so i can talk to her.
"can you let me in." i say calmly.
"no i told you to go away." she says. her voice is raspy and i can tell that she is crying.
"why are you crying." i try to keep my voice caml, maybe it will calm her down.
"i'm not."
"yes you are baby don't lie to me." she sniffles
"i already did lie to you because i'm a stupid bitch." i remember earlier today when she told me she was hanging out with olivia.
"no you are not emma. don't you ever say that about your self again." i scold through the door.
"but it's true i'm a bitch and i dont deserve anything."
"emma frances stop that."
"are you mad at me because i lied to you?" she sniffs.
"if course im not babygirl. i will never ever be mad at you." my heart breaks at the fact that she thought that i was mad at her. the door opens and i see the small girl in my hoodie and pajama shorts. the bags under her eyes were darker than i have ever seen them before and her bun was half way out. tears stained her cheeks with her eyes red and puffy. i hate seeing my girl like this. i wrap her in the tightest hug ever and didn't let go. i buried my face in her messy hair. her tears turned my light grey hoodie and turned it a darker shade of grey. i lead her to her bed without letting go of her. i sit down on the edge of the bed and set her on my lap.
"talk to me." she sniffles and i wipe a tear off her cheek with my sweatshirt sleeve.
"i didn't wanna bother you." she hiccups in between tears.
"so i told you i was with liv so you wouldn't come and have deal with me." i hold onto her a little tighter.
"em don't say that i never have to 'deal with you" i wipe another tear off her cheek.
"why where you crying in the first place." i say calmly rubbing her back.
"everyone hates me." she cuddles deeper into my chest and i push a piece of hair behind her ear. my heart melts knowing exactly what she is talking about and all of the comments on twitter and social media.
"no, no, no not everyone hates you." i kiss her on the forehead
"well twitter says otherwise." she says shyly
"i don't hate you, and gray doesn't hate you and james and olivia and amanda." she shrugs.
"no one hates you emma. you have so many friends, your dating a dolan twin." emma giggles at the last comment. i love seeing her smile again.
"now promise me you will call me every time you feel sad." i stick out my pinky towards her.
"i promise." her smile grows larger as she wraps her little pinky around mine. i kiss her in the forehead then hug her tight. i pull her down to lay with me and we turn on the office. she lays her head on my chest and eventually falls asleep in my arms.
thanks for reading this it means so much to me:) sorry this isn't great and i had no clue what to title it but please vote and comment!!
