Mr. Brock // Colby Brock

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Ahhhh, the concert was amazing! I got this shirt and my friends said, so you didn't lie about going to that concert. But with most concerts come the post concert depression which I'm getting through but still I'd love to go back and re-live it all. ♥️
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Emma: Ready to go y/n?

The plane that would be taking you to Los Angeles has arrived and Emma waits patiently for you to get out of your head but that is soon replaced by wrist grabbing and tugging towards the plane. Which hopefully by now got your attention back to reality.

You: Of course. Sorry I just zoned out a bit.

Emma rolled her eyes as if that wasn't obvious enough.

Soon enough, everyone's seats were now all taken and the plane was ready to take off.

Emma: Lucky me! I get the window seat!

Emma quietly stated through her ecstatic behavior.

The excitement didn't last for long as she soon decided to drift off too sleep. It was probably a good idea as it would take some time to arrive to your destination.

As you tried to fall asleep, thoughts just cloud your mind repeatedly. Thoughts that included Matt. Yes, Matt.

Through out the years you two have grown rather close to each other as friends and nothing more. That was until Matt one day wanted to take you out and a week ago that question was asked by him. You didn't think he still had those feelings he did so long ago but I guess things never change do they?

Not requesting the offer, you both still remained close friends. Even if that was just a week ago.

The day before, Matt asked once more. Declining the offer again, you told him it was mostly because of you not feeling the same way and the long distance might not work out if relationship happened.

All that thinking later, you woke up with a shock from being shaken awake by Emma.

Emma: We're here.

You: I think that's pretty obvious since you've shaken me away.

Emma: Doesn't matter. Let's just go! I wanna see the apartment!

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Both of your eyes went wide at the high quality of the apartment.

Emma: I feel like I should not be touching anything in this room. How did you get this kinda room y/n?

You know you bought a rather pricey room but you never did expect it too be this nice of a room with the little furniture it had.

You: I didn't think it would be this nice but I'm not complaining.

Emma: Neither am I.