Emily's POV
Once I was out the shower, I washed my face and brushed my teeth putting on some eyeliner and lip gloss. I walked back into the room to find some clothes.
"Emily in a towel, sweet," Jake teased.
"Shutup jerk."
"Why do I have to be a jerk?"
I avoided his question by simply picking out my outfit. I decided on a some slightly ripped blue Jean shorts, and a black lingerie bra with a see through top over it. I walked into the bathroom putting on my clothes and drying my hair with the towel.
I was just about to walk out when Jake walked in.
"Yikes," he choked.
"What?"
"You look good," he smiled. I rolled my eyes walking past him.
"You know I can drop you off at the party," he yelled from the bathroom.
I was glad Jake wasn't attending because he would only ruin my fun.
"Nope. I'm good."
"Of course you are."
I put on some black and white converse because I didn't feel like wearing heels tonight. This was my first official party at college and I just want to test it out.
"Hey so I have a question..." I hollered at Jake.
He came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Omg Jake," I scowled.
"I guess we both have a thing for being naked around each other," he smirked. I shook my head tying up my laces.
"So what's your question?" He asked.
"What do you know about Chase?"
"Everything."
"No shit," I mocked. "Like is he anything like you or..."
"No him and I are very different," he laughed. "Why? Do you like him or something?"
"Let's just say he's one of the reasons I'm going to this party."
"Oh no..."
"What?" I asked confused.
"I can't have my best friend and my roommate going out with each other."
I let out a laugh, "We're not going to be going out. Maybe boning and fuck-"
"Emily stop," he said, covering his ears and walking back to the bathroom.
I looked in the mirror at my final look and I actually felt good about myself. I looked at my phone and it read 9:44pm so I decided to head over to the party. I took a Uber instead of driving myself just in case I was wasted.
The drive wasn't that long only about 18 minutes and my Uber driver let me play the music so I was already feeling good.
To: Chase
Me: I'm here.
Chase: I'm coming outside.
When we pulled up in the driveway the house was huge and very rare. It was black and solely made of glass. I got out the car as I saw Chase coming down out the front door, I was still gazing at the house still in awe.
"I don't think you can go in," Chase frowned.
"Why?"
"Because I want to introduce you to my friends but they might try to steal you," he joked. I chuckled, pushing my hair out of my face.
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Imperfect Emily
Romance"You're going to regret this," he sighed. "So let me." "You're my fucking girflfriend and you will respect me," he said, tightening his grip. "You don't have to want this." "But I do." Emily Jones is like no other. She's a nonchalant and complicate...
