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emory's pov

     "YOU REALLY SHOULD SPEAK TO YOUR sister emory." my mom says as she sits down on my bed next to me.

"i don't want to. i shouldn't be forced to talk to anyone i don't want to."

"i mean, she's your sister. fine, don't talk to chris, nick or matt. but your sister? that's different. she's done nothing to deserve this."

"but i deserved everything that's happened to me? i deserved it though right?" i ask throwing my hands in the air.

"that's not what i'm saying emory, but your sister did absolutely nothing."

"whatever. leave me be." i say laying back down under my covers. my mom exits my room and i crash. falling into a deep sleep.

i wake up and look around my room, i see an all too familiar body sitting alseep in my chair across the room from my bed.

a smile breaks across my face as i see him peacefully asleep. i stand up and make my way over to the chair. i sit on the chair with him and plant a kiss on his cheek.

he sturs in his sleep but his eyes slowly open. he smiles and i smile back. "i didn't even have to say anything." he says with a smirk.

"i love you chris." i say my face falling seriously.

"i love you emory. i want you to come back with me. come live with me. i know we're young but i wouldn't want to be with anyone else. me and leah broke up, i came straight here. i want you and only you." he says cupping my face in one of his hands.

"i'll go back with you chris." he grins and connects his lips to mine.