My Misconceptions

A Stranger's Warning

DA DA DA DAAAAAAA!!!!! So I finally finished this chapter and I think this is by far the longest one. So go ahead and read and tell me what you think, okay?

Emma's POV

"Where in hell did you get those clothes?" Will questioned, crossing his arms.

"Moxie is letting me borrow some of her outfits, so what?"

Will looked annoyed. I have no idea why he was all of a sudden upset, but it was funny. Here we were, standing in the living room, him wearing a "marshmallow" jacket and me wearing a loose sweater, and he was throwing a fit about how I looked.

"You're showing to much skin." He grumbled.

"Skin?!" I threw my hands in the air. "The only thing you can see is my part of my shoulders and my hands!"

"So? Guys are going to be staring at you like you're some kind of desert."

I laughed. "I look like a desert? You're the one wearing a giant marshmallow! Besides, what are my shoulders going to do? Turn people on?"

Scott, who was drinking a soda near us, choked on his drink. He repeatedly slapped his chest, trying to catch his breath.

Will grumbled and walked to the balcony. "Fine, do what you want."

"I will! But, uh, where are you going?"

He cocked his eyebrow. "Aren't we going outside?"

"Well of course. But I thought you meant we would be walking around, not stand on a balcony the whole time."

"Emma, I'm going to fly us down."

I took a cautious step back, shaking me head. See, I wasn't the typical girl who was scared of rats and bugs and all those type of things. Me? I was deathly afraid of heights. The thought of Will carrying me as we slowly descended this building that was as big as the Empire State Building, that sent a shiver down my spine.

"How about we take the elavator!"

"But this way is faster, come on." Will grabbed me by my arms, pulling me on the balcony.

I was scared, I was scared out of my freaking mind. What if Will dropped me? I'd free fall until I splattered on the cement.

"Emma, are you afraid of heights?"

The cold, crisp wind nipped at my nose as it made my hair rustle. "No." I whispered. "I'm afraid you'll drop me."

Will smiled. "I promise I won't drop you. Just, don't look down and freak out. Only look at me and hang on tight."

I nodded as I swallowed down the lump that had miraculously formed in my throat.

"Ready?"

"Y-yeah." I stuttered as I wrapped my arms around Will and held on to dear life.

I felt us lift off the balcony, so I quickly pressed my face into Will's fluffy jacket. I knew that I wouldn't be able to look up at him while we were descending great heights.

"Hey, are you okay?"

I tightened my grip on Will, and he tightened his on me. I guess he was a little worried about dropping me.

"You want to hear a joke?"

I nodded into his jacket.

"What's the difference between broccoli and boogers?"

"I don't know. What?" I mumbled.

"Kids don't eat broccoli."

I chuckled and looked up at him for the first time since we have been flying. "That's disgusting."