Sequel: Hardly Worth Your Time ›
Coffeshop Soundtrack
A Change of Feelings
Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you, you are my only one--
Emily grabbed her cell off her night stand and flipped it open knowing who would be calling.
"Hey Em, I’ll be over in ten," his voice said smoothly over the receiver.
"Alex-," Emily began, but before she could say anything else, the dial tone filled her ears. Sighing, Emily cupped her head into her hands, placing each elbow on each knee as she sat cross-legged on her bed. She closed her hazel eyes and bit her lip, knowing what he wanted. It's all it ever was anymore. She hated it.
Only problem was, she had tried several times before. It seemed impossible; she always got distracted--he was the master of distraction.
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Ten minutes later the front door opened and closed and the sound of footsteps sounded on the stairs. Emily groaned and untangled her legs before standing up from the bed and stretching. Her bedroom door opened and Alex walked in closing it behind him with a quick "snap."
"Hey," he said walking over and sitting on the bed.
"Alex, we--" she started before he gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Your parents aren't home, right?" he asked as his lips ghosted over the skin on her neck.
"No, but--" she was interrupted as his lips moved to hers moving fervently.
Emily melted into his touch, mentally cursing herself for giving into him so easily.
As cliche as it sounds, Emily Collins was in love with her best friend of ten years, Alex Gaskarth. It was this predicament and many spontaneous actions that put them in the deep end of a friends with benefits relationship.
"Alex, i really think--" she started but he stopped her again, starting to lift her shirt from her torso.
"Em, shuddup," he chuckled into her lips.
She rolled her eyes and flicked his arm. He pouted before pinning her to the bed and smirking.
"Not fair," she said crossing her arms over her now only bra-clad chest. Alex laughed before gently pressing his lips to hers again.
Emily sighed and complied, falling in easily with Alex, allowing her thoughts to move to the back of her mind, for the next morning.
A little while later, the two fell asleep in mess of sheets with Alex’s arm curled around her waist and her head against his chest.
Emily grabbed her cell off her night stand and flipped it open knowing who would be calling.
"Hey Em, I’ll be over in ten," his voice said smoothly over the receiver.
"Alex-," Emily began, but before she could say anything else, the dial tone filled her ears. Sighing, Emily cupped her head into her hands, placing each elbow on each knee as she sat cross-legged on her bed. She closed her hazel eyes and bit her lip, knowing what he wanted. It's all it ever was anymore. She hated it.
Only problem was, she had tried several times before. It seemed impossible; she always got distracted--he was the master of distraction.
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Ten minutes later the front door opened and closed and the sound of footsteps sounded on the stairs. Emily groaned and untangled her legs before standing up from the bed and stretching. Her bedroom door opened and Alex walked in closing it behind him with a quick "snap."
"Hey," he said walking over and sitting on the bed.
"Alex, we--" she started before he gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Your parents aren't home, right?" he asked as his lips ghosted over the skin on her neck.
"No, but--" she was interrupted as his lips moved to hers moving fervently.
Emily melted into his touch, mentally cursing herself for giving into him so easily.
As cliche as it sounds, Emily Collins was in love with her best friend of ten years, Alex Gaskarth. It was this predicament and many spontaneous actions that put them in the deep end of a friends with benefits relationship.
"Alex, i really think--" she started but he stopped her again, starting to lift her shirt from her torso.
"Em, shuddup," he chuckled into her lips.
She rolled her eyes and flicked his arm. He pouted before pinning her to the bed and smirking.
"Not fair," she said crossing her arms over her now only bra-clad chest. Alex laughed before gently pressing his lips to hers again.
Emily sighed and complied, falling in easily with Alex, allowing her thoughts to move to the back of her mind, for the next morning.
A little while later, the two fell asleep in mess of sheets with Alex’s arm curled around her waist and her head against his chest.
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i'm going to edit this one throughout as i'm reposting it on here, because there are a few things i want to change.changes in chapter 5 and after if you read it on zilla!