Emma:

I didn’t go to bed after I got off the phone with Harlie. I loved her to death, but she as never that happy, ever. I am going to find out why.

I made a list of a bunch of things that would make her that happy.

Pizza, her drug.

New books, that girl loves books.

One Direction, maybe they released a new song?

Baja Blast, maybe she was on a sugar high.

Grey’s Anatomy, maybe?

I finished the list, and folded it up, slipping it in my purse.

I took a long shower and got pajamas on after, laying down to go to bed.

I was staring at the wall for about an hour before I finally closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Harlie:

I groaned as my alarm went off. I seriously hate that. But it’s a good song, I Miss You by Blink-182. I smiled as I realized it was Friday, and yesterdays events came back. Jace was my boyfriend. Nothing can explain how happy that makes me.

I walk to my closet and grab a pair of white tights, then put on my Nightmare Before Christmas dress. I go to the bathroom and put on mascara and a little bit of red lipstick. I grab my school stuff and my phone off the charger and walk downstairs.

My sister is asleep on the floor, her new pony still in her hand, I walk over and kiss her forehead. “Love you Casey.” I whisper and grab a granola bar from the cupboard, saying goodbye to my parents. I hop in my car and drive to school. I blasted ‘Happily’ by One Direction.

“Cause we're on fire
We are on fire
We're on fire now
Yeah, we're on fire
We are on fire
We're on fire now
I don't care what people say when we're together
You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep
I just want it to be you and I forever
I know you wanna leave
So c'mon baby be with me
So happily” I sang as I put my car in park and shut it off. I grab my things from the seat and lock the car.

I walk in and I’m surprisingly not attacked by Emma today. I shrug and put my bags in the art room.

“Good morning, Harlie.” Ms. Belle says as I set my stuff by my chair.

“Good morning!” I smiled as I walked out and towards the locker room. I turn the corner and run into something, and next thing I know, I’m on my butt on the ground. “Ouch.” I mumbled, looking up.

It was Jace. He realized and quickly helped me up.

“I’m so sorry, Harlie, I-“ I had the instinct to kiss him, and that’s what I did. I pulled away slowly and we looked into each others eyes before he smiled and kissed me again.

Emma:

I get to school and see that Harlie’s car is already here. I walk into school and drop my bags off in the classroom. I was texting Harlie as I walked towards the locker room with my gym bag, before I heard talking. I stopped.

I heard a thud and then someone mumble something. “Ouch.” It was Harlie. I backed up against the wall and listened.

It was silent for about 15 seconds and then Jace started talking.

“I’m so sorry, Harlie, I-“ Then he was cut off. I peeked a little farther. Harlie and Jace were kissing! She never told me! What the actual fuck!?

I stormed off and just shoved my bag in my locker.

Harlie:

Jace and I were kissing for a while before kids started shutting lockers, so we pulled away and said goodbye. I put my bag in the locker room and set off to find Emma. I walked to her class and peeked in. She was sitting at her desk on her phone. The teacher wasn’t in there, so I walked to her.

“Hey! I tried finding you earlier.” I said as I poked her. She hummed in response.

“Or were you to busy sucking faces with Jace?” I heard her mumble and my face turned red.

“Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you because you don’t like him for some odd reason and I didn’t want you too blow up on me. Because the truth is that I like him, I like him a lot. And all I want is for you too accept that.” I sighed as I finished talking.

Emma’s head was down, and she looked deep in thought. “I don’t like him, true, but I want you to be happy.” She said.

“Why do you hate him? He is literally one of the nicest people I know.” I asked.

“Because, his dad cheated on his wife with my mom, who was married to my dad. So I kinda just hate him because of his dad, but he doesn’t know about his dad. Nad if he does, he doesn’t show it or he chooses not to believe it. But I guess I don’t have a reason to really hate him for something his dad did.” Emma confesses.

Looks like there’s a part of history I never knew about.

Notes

Sorry for slow updates, my mom doesn't let me use my computer at home.

But I hope you love it!!!!