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Emma felt the warmth from Ross's breath. She knew his face was just inches away from hers. Her thoughts were racing, and she had almost forgotten to breath. Emma realized then that she couldn't do it. She moved her face backwards, allowing Ross's hand to slip from her cheek. Emma immediately felt horrible. Her eyes remained shut, and she knew she didn't want to see the look on Ross's face when she opened them. But she couldn't stay like that forever.
Emma opened her eyes slowly, avoiding Ross's eyes at first. She tried to think of what she could say, knowing that Ross had to feel confused and hurt at the moment. "I'm sorry." Emma started, daring to look Ross in the eyes. She wished she hadn't. He looked surprised at first, then hurt. "What's wrong?" He asked Emma, moving his arm back to his side. "I... um..." Emma wasn't sure what to say. She knew why she couldn't kiss him, and she wondered if deep down he knew that she wasn't going to kiss him either. Emma then realized there was one thing that she needed to tell Ross. She knew she couldn't leave Ross with out telling him how she felt. Before she could think twice, she admitted it.
"I like you. A lot." She did it. She had told Ross how she felt about him. Emma tried to smile at him, and Ross smiled back. "I like you, too." he confessed. Emma felt her face get warm. She felt genuinely happy in that moment, realizing that someone she really liked actually felt the same way about her. She wished the feeling could last.
"So," Ross started, gently caressing Emma's wrists with his fingers. "You like me. And I like you. But... you don't want to kiss me?" He asked her, still confused. "Is it because of what happened at the party last night? You know I would never treat you like that." As Emma felt Ross's fingers touch her hand, she only wanted to hold his hand. But she knew she shouldn't. "I know." Emma told him. "That's not why. Look, Ross." Emma started. She looked at the perfect boy in front of her, and payed attention to the things about him that she liked the most. Like the way his eyes sparkled. And how his natural hair color could be seen at his roots. 'But my favorite thing,' Emma thought, feeling her eyes start to become moist. 'Is the fact that he cares so much about everyone he meets.' Emma looked back up at Ross, her eyes started to tear up. "Ross. I'm leaving in two days-" "I know that." Ross told her. "But that doesn't mean we couldn't date. And maybe I could visit you some weekends, or over the summer." Emma looked up at the boy in disbelief. "Ross, have you ever been in a long-distance relationship? They never work out-" "Have you ever been in one?" Ross asked her. His eyes had started to lose the warmth Emma had seen in them before. "No, but-" "Then how do you know we couldn't make it work? I wish you would just think about it." But Emma didn't want to even consider the idea. She decided to bark back. "Look, Ross, when I came here and was away from Jackson, he cheated on me. How do you know you wouldn't find someone else once I'm gone?" "Are you serious?!" Ross yelled at Emma. "You don't know me if you think I'm anything like that jerk! You know I'd never want to hurt you!" "Funny thing is," Emma told him, once again remembering Ross's comment about her being "okay"-looking, "you already have." Before she could stop herself, she made a huge mistake.
"I over heard you talking to Calum and Noah the other day at the amusement park. Calum asked you if you were dating again yet and asked what you thought about me, and you said I was just 'okay'-looking. It's funny, I actually thought you cared more about personality than looks. But obviously, since you dated Brittany, the one and only thing you care about is how someone looks." Emma immediately wished she hadn't added that last part. Ross looked pissed. "What the hell are you talking about? I don't even remember saying that-" "Well you did say it!" Emma yelled, pushing Ross away from her and beginning to walk away from him, until something made her stop. "Then maybe there was a reason I said it!" He told her. Emma felt her heart drop. She turned around and looked at Ross, who was walking towards her. "You don't mean that." Emma told Ross. Then Ross did something that made Emma incredibly angry. He checked out her figure, then shrugged. "You're such an asshole!" Emma shouted. "You know what? I don't care what you think! I'm out of here." Emma told Ross before grabbing her purse from the counter and exiting the kitchen. She could already feel tears streaming down her face. "Good." Ross told Emma as he followed her into the hallway. "Good!" Emma shouted back at the boy. When she turned back towards the front door, she came face-to-face with Rocky and Samantha, who had just returned from their date. "What's going on in here?" Rocky asked his brother after noticing Emma's tear-streaked face. Samantha looked at Emma. "Emma? Are you okay?" Emma looked at the girl, then back at Ross. He looked angry still, until he noticed that tears were dripping down Emma's face. Before he could say anything, Emma turned back towards Samantha. "Excuse me." she said quietly before walking past Samantha and walking out the front door. She hadn't made it to her car before starting to cry uncontrollably. As Emma began driving home, she wondered if her and Ross's friendship could survive their fight.
Emma opened her eyes slowly, avoiding Ross's eyes at first. She tried to think of what she could say, knowing that Ross had to feel confused and hurt at the moment. "I'm sorry." Emma started, daring to look Ross in the eyes. She wished she hadn't. He looked surprised at first, then hurt. "What's wrong?" He asked Emma, moving his arm back to his side. "I... um..." Emma wasn't sure what to say. She knew why she couldn't kiss him, and she wondered if deep down he knew that she wasn't going to kiss him either. Emma then realized there was one thing that she needed to tell Ross. She knew she couldn't leave Ross with out telling him how she felt. Before she could think twice, she admitted it.
"I like you. A lot." She did it. She had told Ross how she felt about him. Emma tried to smile at him, and Ross smiled back. "I like you, too." he confessed. Emma felt her face get warm. She felt genuinely happy in that moment, realizing that someone she really liked actually felt the same way about her. She wished the feeling could last.
"So," Ross started, gently caressing Emma's wrists with his fingers. "You like me. And I like you. But... you don't want to kiss me?" He asked her, still confused. "Is it because of what happened at the party last night? You know I would never treat you like that." As Emma felt Ross's fingers touch her hand, she only wanted to hold his hand. But she knew she shouldn't. "I know." Emma told him. "That's not why. Look, Ross." Emma started. She looked at the perfect boy in front of her, and payed attention to the things about him that she liked the most. Like the way his eyes sparkled. And how his natural hair color could be seen at his roots. 'But my favorite thing,' Emma thought, feeling her eyes start to become moist. 'Is the fact that he cares so much about everyone he meets.' Emma looked back up at Ross, her eyes started to tear up. "Ross. I'm leaving in two days-" "I know that." Ross told her. "But that doesn't mean we couldn't date. And maybe I could visit you some weekends, or over the summer." Emma looked up at the boy in disbelief. "Ross, have you ever been in a long-distance relationship? They never work out-" "Have you ever been in one?" Ross asked her. His eyes had started to lose the warmth Emma had seen in them before. "No, but-" "Then how do you know we couldn't make it work? I wish you would just think about it." But Emma didn't want to even consider the idea. She decided to bark back. "Look, Ross, when I came here and was away from Jackson, he cheated on me. How do you know you wouldn't find someone else once I'm gone?" "Are you serious?!" Ross yelled at Emma. "You don't know me if you think I'm anything like that jerk! You know I'd never want to hurt you!" "Funny thing is," Emma told him, once again remembering Ross's comment about her being "okay"-looking, "you already have." Before she could stop herself, she made a huge mistake.
"I over heard you talking to Calum and Noah the other day at the amusement park. Calum asked you if you were dating again yet and asked what you thought about me, and you said I was just 'okay'-looking. It's funny, I actually thought you cared more about personality than looks. But obviously, since you dated Brittany, the one and only thing you care about is how someone looks." Emma immediately wished she hadn't added that last part. Ross looked pissed. "What the hell are you talking about? I don't even remember saying that-" "Well you did say it!" Emma yelled, pushing Ross away from her and beginning to walk away from him, until something made her stop. "Then maybe there was a reason I said it!" He told her. Emma felt her heart drop. She turned around and looked at Ross, who was walking towards her. "You don't mean that." Emma told Ross. Then Ross did something that made Emma incredibly angry. He checked out her figure, then shrugged. "You're such an asshole!" Emma shouted. "You know what? I don't care what you think! I'm out of here." Emma told Ross before grabbing her purse from the counter and exiting the kitchen. She could already feel tears streaming down her face. "Good." Ross told Emma as he followed her into the hallway. "Good!" Emma shouted back at the boy. When she turned back towards the front door, she came face-to-face with Rocky and Samantha, who had just returned from their date. "What's going on in here?" Rocky asked his brother after noticing Emma's tear-streaked face. Samantha looked at Emma. "Emma? Are you okay?" Emma looked at the girl, then back at Ross. He looked angry still, until he noticed that tears were dripping down Emma's face. Before he could say anything, Emma turned back towards Samantha. "Excuse me." she said quietly before walking past Samantha and walking out the front door. She hadn't made it to her car before starting to cry uncontrollably. As Emma began driving home, she wondered if her and Ross's friendship could survive their fight.
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If you don't write more soon, I'm not kidding, I will hunt you down and push you off a cliff. Lol not really.....maybe. PLEASE UPDATE!!!!