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2:00 am

(Emma's pov)

I Layed in my bed, staring up at the ceiling and feeling the cold tears on my cheeks.

It was 2 am, and I felt alone In my new apartment.

I was stressed about everything, editing, my family, being all alone...

Everything was just so new about L.A.

And yes, I had made wonderful friends, and I still had my old friends.

And theres James, and Grayson and Ethan.

Ethan.

We had grown pretty close over the past few months.

He was there for me, he would come over in the mornings with two cups of coffee. Always the way that I liked it.

Telling me, about how Starbucks wasn't that bad.

And he was there late at night too, when I cried and of course I was there when he had panic attacks.

And I felt things with him.

Mostly things I didn't understand, but clearly they were there the times that we held eachother hands, and cuddled and talked all night long.

But we're just friends right?

Of course, we are.

It's always late at night when I think too much and I can't sleep, when I have mental breakdowns.

I feel like I can't do anything, and it sucks.

I can't help but cry, and feel alone.

And it always happens.

And I always end up calling Ethan.

He picks up his phone after the third ring, and answers in a tired voice.

"Hey, emma."

My stomach hurts suddenly, but I speak anyways.

"Hey, sorry for bothering you..."

"Are you okay? You sound like you are crying."

"I was, um yeah, yes- I am" I stutter.

"Em, what's wrong? Can I come over?"
He asks, seemly more awake now.

I laugh, slightly.

"Its almost 2 in the morning, but I do really miss you." I say laughing nervously.

I hope he knows I'm joking.

I can tell he his smiling through the phone.

"I miss you too" he says to me. "I'll be there in 10."

"Okay" I whisper, hanging up the phone and rolling over onto my stomach.

My tears stopped.

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I felt the warm sunshine on my face as my eyes fluttered open.

I felt a pair of strong arms around my tiny frame.

Ethan was there, sleeping soundly next to me. My back facing towards him as he hung tightly to my waist.

I hadn't relized that I fell asleep last night.

"Ethan" I whispered softly. I turn must around to face him.

His eyelashes fluttered for a second, and I found myself staring at him The way his brown hair fell around his face, and his soft lips. I brushed a stand of hair out of his eyes and they opened slowly.

I blushed a dark shade of red as he smiles shyly.

"Goodmorning " he says to me.

"Morning." I smile. It's his turn to blush when he realizes that his hands are still attached around my waist In a tight bond.

He realises them and sits up in bed.

"Sorry about last night" I say.

"It's no problem, I'm just glad your doing better." He scratches his neck and my heart quickens a little.

"I also brought you ice cream. It's in the freezer, I didn't want to wake you." He says softly.

I smile and laugh.

"I don't know, Grayson says that sometimes ice cream makes girls feel better." He just shrugs.

"Well, he was right." I say to him with a smile, slipping out of bed.

"Where are you going?" He asks with a laugh.

"Ice cream for breakfast." I say with a smirk, as I jog downstairs.

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