Only friends - Dolan Twins fan fiction

2

Emma's POV-
3 weeks later...

The plane landed and I felt a sigh escape my lips, finally I was home.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please remained seated." The pilot said.
I didn't want to.
I wanted to run off this plane and into the arms of my best friends.
I missed them so much.

I had lost touch with Ethan a little, he just seemed off and he was holding something back and I knew it. I thought maybe it's because of how I left things. After all I did kiss him and leave, but were just friends. Right? Yeah. Just friends.
I still talked to Grayson every Friday night and Ethan sometimes sat with Grayson when I told them about my dad, but he never really engaged in the conversation.
It was hard losing him. And I was scared that coming back was going to be weird and they might drift from me.
But they loved me and I loved them. And we had been best friends since before I can remember. And I'm hoping they wouldn't just throw away my friendship like it's nothing.

I grabbed my bright pink suitcases and wheeled them  over to the entrance of the airport where my mother stood with open arms.
"Emma??!!!" She shouted and I ran over to her and cuddled into her arms.
"Mom.. I've missed you!!" I cried. I phoned her every night but I'd missed her touch and her smell. She had this beautiful scent, it was like honey, but sweeter.
"Oh god. It's been so long." She kissed the top of my head. And I smiled at her.
"You're so tan." She laughed pulling away and looking at my sun kissed skin. "And you're hair is lighter, and so much longer."
"Yeah It's so long, I love it. Never cutting it off again." I giggled.
"Good, you looked 50 when you had that stupid bob." I laughed and dug my head back into her. Not wanting to let go.
"You literally look so grown up. You don't look 16."
"Ah- almost 17 Ma."
"Oh Shut it. You're still my baby." She said, lightly slapping my arm before pulling away and placing my cases into the boot.

"So, the Dolans are throwing a small dinner party for a welcome home kinda thing." My Mother said pulling away from the airport car park.
"Really? That'll be nice." I smiled, inside I was screaming, I was so excited to see the boys again and hug them.
The way I left made me wonder wether it would be awkward but I'm just overthinking it.
"Is Kyle coming?" I asked.

Kyle is my 25 year old brother. He doesn't really get along with my mother and he's a bit of a liability. He never really got on with me and despised me when I was born, he didn't want to share my parents. He was a bit of a spoilt brat.
He started going off the rails at about 16.
Getting into things liked drugs and alcohol. It scared my parents and they were constantly arguing about what to do with him, ultimately led to their divorce when I was 7.
He often travels to Spain to see my father, then back to ask my Mom for more money because he spent all his on getting drunk, or he owes someone money.
However, every now and then he comes home. And stays home for a few weeks. He's like a new person and claims how he wants to change and that our family means the world to him, but then he gets involved with drugs again and goes off the rails. Me and my parents have lost all hope.

"Haven't heard from him a while, I think he's in Ibiza with cousin Elliot." She said, I could hear how upset she was.
"I saw him a few times when I was at Dads, but he never stayed for long." I said.
Everytime I mentioned him she would hold back how hurt she was, or once she even broke down and told me how she felt like failure, and she doesn't know how to help him.
It destroys me to see her like this.
"Oh, it'll still be nice. Us, Lisa, Sean, Grayson, Ethan- oh wait is cam still In Michigan?"
"Yeh, think she's staying there for a bit."
"Ah. It'll still be nice though Ma." I smiled and placed my hand over hers on the gear stick.
"Yeah, Yeah." She smiled at me, then continued driving.
"So how's your father?" She asked.
"He's good, a year with him made me realise that I love living in New Jersey though."
"Good. Because I like having you at home." She smiled at me.