airports // 5sos au

xv.

(luke)

I didn't expect to go to Emily's brother's apartment. Nor did I expect to help babysit her nephew. Regardless of what I expected, it happened. A lot of things are like that if you look close enough. You don't expect any specific thing to happen, but it does. I'm still wondering if having Emily in my life is like that. I certainly didn't expect her, but here she is, texting me as soon as she wakes up.

Good morning, I send quickly before I slip a plain maroon shirt over my head. I smooth the comfortable fabric against my torso and bend down to put on my black converse.

You're still up for eating lunch together, right?, my phone chimes signaling a new message from her.

Of course, I send as I move to the bathroom. I open my tub of hair product and style my hair up into my signature quiff.

I'm still picking you up, yeah?, I type after I wash the hair product off of my hands.

I hope so :-) otherwise I'd have to take the bus and sit with rude af people lmao, I laugh at her reply.

Grabbing my backpack, I leave my room and shut the door behind me. I walk downstairs and set my backpack on a kitchen stool and my phone on top of my backpack. I want to bring my own lunch to school, but looking at the time, I decide that I'll be late if I do.

"Mom, can I have lunch money?" I ask.

"Sure," She nods and hands me a five dollar bill. I thank her and she returns to drinking her coffee, "Have a good day, sweetie."

"I will," I shove the bill in my pocket as I kiss her cheek. Saying goodbye to my Dad as well, I take my backpack and walk out of the door. I get into my car and drive off to Emily's house. I vaguely remember where it is, and by some miracle I actually make it on time.

"Did you know that there's seventy-one grams of sugar in this bottle of juice?" Is the first thing Emily says as she gets into my car, holding up a bottle of cranberry grape juice.

"No, I didn't," I chuckle.

"There is, and yeah, it's kind of a lot, but I'm going to need it to stay awake."

"Most people try coffee," I say as she buckles her seatbelt and I begin to drive.

I can practically hear her rolling her eyes, "I know, but I like juice."

"Why do you need help to stay awake?"

"I didn't sleep very well last night," she says nonchalantly as she shrugs, "Or for the past couple of nights, actually."

"Are you alright?"

"Don't worry about it," Emily says softly, "It's not a big deal."

"Okay, if you're sure," I say, still a little concerned.

"So, how was your weekend?" She asks, surely in efforts to change the subject.

"It wasn't anything special, honestly," I shrug. We weren't able to get together due to the fact that my cousin was staying over at my house for the weekend, "Just a lot of family meals and small talk."

"How long is she staying again?"

"She's leaving on Friday," I answer. Emily and I have been texting a lot when we aren't together, so we're still talking, but it's different than being together as much as we have in the week that we've know each other. Has it only been a week?

"So, maybe we can just have a tutoring session or two over video chat this week? I understand that you have family over and such, and I hate to be a bother, but I'm still kind of failing math."