In the End

Chapter 19

We got all of his stuff in my room and took his sheets to put on the pull out couch. I put all his stuff in the closet, then we put the rest of his stuff neatly so his parents could easily get it. It took a good three hours and I was beat. I went home and he was in the kitchen. "Oh honey Emerson insisted on cooking us dinner as a thanks. I told him he didn't have to do all that but he said he's been waiting to try a stuffed shell recipe." my mother said. He was standing there in his apron I'm guessing he brought with him. It said Chef Emmy. It was adorable and I knew his mom got it for him, he really liked it. I went and laid down up stairs with my music playing. The last song I remebered hearing was "R U Mine?" by the Arctic Monkeys. Next thing I know I felt a slight kiss on my lips. "Wake up sleeping beauty" I heard someone whisper and sure enough it was Emerson. "I'm guessing it's dinner time?" I asked getting up. "Yes your mom sent me up here to get you." I walked downstairs. "Sorry mom I passed out" I said walking to the kitchen. "Honey we already got you a plate." She said from the dining room. I walked in forgetting this was our first family dinner. I looked like crap and it was kinda embarassing. 

[Emerson's POV]

I was so nervous about staying in Finley's house for the rest of the summer. I was especially nervous for dinner with her family. Luckily she fell asleep and I went to wake her up. The kiss made me feel less nervous. I was glad she would be there with me. She looks so cute when she just wakes up. Dinner surprisingly wasn't that bad we just talked about our day. I helped with dishes and Finley took over. She told me to go take a shower. I went up there, when she came up I was putting my gray tshirt on and I had my basketball shorts on. "Night one, what do you wanna do?" I asked. She turned on her radio, hooked her phone up to the bluetooth, and put on a playlist. "Nothing, just spend I with you." She said sarcasticly falling on her bed and rolling her eyes. I just crawled into mine. It was nicely made since her mom made it while I was cooking dinner. She seemed angry at me still, I mean the way she said it was a little rude. I was tired anyways so I figured I would just go to bed tonight.

[Finley's POV]

I was still angry at him for not telling me until last minute. I didn't know what to do. I knew it would eventually wear off. He seemed to play it off but he seemed a little hurt. Honestly I didn't care, I hoped it hurt him so he felt what I had felt. He laid down in his bed and was going to bed. I didn't know what to do but I wasn't gonna give up easily. I let him go to sleep and honestly I was mentally exhausted but physically not tired considering I slept for a bit earlier. I went downstairs and got my guitar from the den. I was in the mood to play. My mom was on the couch in the living room and Hayden was out in the back. I walked out to the back and asked if I could play guitar in his room. He knew how angry I was and he said it was fine. I went in his and just played my favorite songs from Panic at the Disco, Fall Out Boy, Coldplay, Hozier, and other songs by other artists too. I just needed to be in my own world. I went back to my room and decided to go to bed. Emerson was on his phone. I guessed probably on tumblr or insta. I got a text. It was from some people interested in our music skills. I figured it could wait until tomorrow. I fell asleep listening to music.