i got the pleasure of taking em to school today. she told me the other night, friday, after the whole bathroom incident, that she needed a ride Monday. so i accepted and made sure gray didn't know. i was going to take her to get coffee.
i arrive at her apartment. i woke up late and didn't have time to style my hair, so it was just down. i threw on my green jacket, some gray sweatpants and my white vans.
(example)i go up to her door knocking.
"IM HERE CHAMBIE" i yell, shoving my hands in my pockets to keep them warm.
she opens the door, smiling. a goddess. her outfit was prefect. she was perfect.
"let's go before we're late! race ya to the jeep!" she exclaims, pushing past me and taking off.
i grin, taking off right after her. she turns and looks at me. her smile is everything.
and before i know it i'm falling. i trip over my own feet, yell out of surprise, and fall for 5 fucking years it seems. i land on my shoulder. i groan, still laying in the floor.
that hurt like a mother fucker.
i hear emma walking back to me. when i open my eyes, she's staring down at me. damn she looked good below and above me. i close my eyes again to stop them from traveling.
"since you're a basketball player, i'd expect you to be good on your feet." she giggles, grabbing my hands helping me up.
i open my eyes, grinning. i lightly shove her, because she's right. i never fall. and yet every time she looked at me, i fell. shit.
"yeah there must've been a bump in the carpet or something. but i'm still gonna beat you to the car!" i shout, running past her.
"HEY THATS CHEATING!"
i manage to beat her to the jeep. my shoulder hurting like hell. i had to hold it while running to make it not move so much. i think that since i got a head start, i managed to beat her. when i reached the jeep, she was 2 seconds behind me. damn she's fast.
"i win" i say, winking at her. she smacks my shoulder. i grimace in pain, quickly hiding it. i didn't realize it hurt THAT bad. she notices my pain stricken face. i swear she catches the smallest things.
"E your hurt"
"really, i didn't even realize"
"shut up and come here." she grabs my arm pulling me closer.
remind me to get hurt every time i'm around her.
she starts moving my arm. instantly it feels like my shoulder is on fire.
"OW" i yelp, looking at her, "what was that for?"
"im trying to help dumb ass." she always cursed when she was mad, upset or scared.