When I met you in the Summer

Chapter 5

Emily's Pov:

"and what exactly do we need to talk about him for?" I asked him.

"He's not who you think he is." Josh said. "He may look like a good guy now but he isn't. He can't just change like that." He said.

"What are you talking about?" I basically screamed at him. "This is the kid who was won of the most influential teens last year." I said.

"Just stay away from him." He told me.

"No." I said. "You can't tell me what to do." I said.

"Yeah, I actually can I'm your older brother whose 3 years older than you and just looking out for you." He said.

"Yea, well where were you when I actually needed a brother." I said grabbing a pair of clothes and storming out of my room with him chasing after me.

"Em!" He yelled as I changed in my dads bathroom. I opened the door once I had sweatpants and a tank top on and my hair was in a bun.

"Stay away from me." I told him as I walked towards the front door.

"Em, you better not go see him." He told me.

"Watch me." I said.

~
When I got to Nash's floor, I knocked on the door. Cameron answered.

"Hey, is Nash here?" I asked.

"No but may I say something?" Cameron asked.

"You look hot in sweatpants." He said. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him. "Why don't you come in." Cameron said and I followed him in.

"So where's Nash?" I asked.

"He's at rehearsals, why did you have plans with him?" He asked me.

"No, I just needed someone to talk to." I said.

"Well I'm here." He said.

I told him all about how my brother and father left years ago and how I was lying about singing and now my brothers telling me this shit about Nash and I hadn't even gone into that much detail with Nash about this stuff.

"Nash isn't a bad guy." Cameron said.

"I know that." I said.

"He may have had his moments when he first came out to LA when he hung out with Justin bieber with Carter or Kylie Jenners friends. But I knew unlike him to stay away from them. He knows now to stay away from them all." He said.

"Wait you guys don't like um- the Carter guy?" I asked, he shook his head no. "What made Nash learn?" I asked him.

"He started smoking and doing drugs and it was only like a few times but he had to go to the hospital and ever since than I helped him get back on track." He said. "You can never tell Nash I told you this or anyone. He's himself again now. No more hippie clothes and long ass hair." He said laughing at the end.

"I won't tell anyone." I said. "Cam your a really good friend to him." I said. "I should probably go." I said. He hugged me and walked me out.

"Don't think he's a bad guy em." He said before I exited. "He's far from it." Cam said and I smiled walking out.

I need food like right now. I went back to my apartment and had leftover pizza since it was like 1. I just layed in bed until I decided I'd practice singing that song. I could at least try. Sarah came in and talked to me for a while but l didn't really pay much attention. I needed my sleep. I didn't get much of it being the middle of the day anyway. I looked over the song again. It wasn't me. I like to write, I should be able to take something out of my book and turn it into a song. And that's exactly how I spent the next 3 hours.

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"Em!" My dad yelled. "Come on, we have to be outta here at 9." He said and exited my room. I need a lock. "Wait DAD!" I yelled and he turned back in here. "Can I see if Sarah and I don't know a few other friends?" I Asked.

"Yea whatever." He said to busy to be bothered by me.

It was 8:22am. I texted Nash telling him that we were going at 9. Although I doubt he'd really wanna ride with my dad. I just realize the only text he's sent me yesterday was 'Night'.
I never responded...ooops

I got dressed and woke Sarah up. By 9 am, I still hadn't heard from Nash. But it didn't phase me much.

~

"Dad." I said.

"Emily! Just sing the damn song!" He yelled.

"I-I can't, it's not me." I said.

"That what the heck is you." He said.

"I have stage fright. You know that." I said. "But I put this together and I'm confident with it." I said. He took my paper out of my hands and read it leaving me in silence for 2 minutes.

"I have an idea." My dad finally spoke. "Em, you've put together an excellent song." He said. "Once it's revised and adjusted a little bit. I have a master plan for you." He said.

"I don't want a master plan." I said.

"Relax, for you and the song for now." He said. "This song isn't a solo, it's a duo." He said. "And I have someone in mind that'd be perfect to do this with you." He said.

"Who?" I asked.

"I'm not gonna say." He said. "I'll leave you at this. His EP sales were trash but once his album came out, everyone changed their view point of him, they weren't calling him any beieber look alike anymore." He said. "Now go." He said. " I have work to do." He smiled. "I'll see you tonight." He said.

I walked out to see Sarah holding a bouquet of pink roses. She handed them to me. There was a note attached to them, I read it

'Dear Emily,

I am so sorry that I'm not there like I said I'd be but I'm finishing up with this television show I'm guest starring on today and I have no choice. How about we hangout tonight? 7pm ;)
- Nash'

Fuck what Josh thinks, I'm going out with Nash.