Esoteric.

-Emerson's Point of View-
I sighed looking at the text debating on what to say. I honestly didn't want to deal with a drunk Shiloh.
Em. "Later, k?"
Shi. "Can't I just come over now?"
Em. "I'm tired and I don't want my mom to wake up."
Shi. "I'll be super quiet."
Em. "K."
I knew she wasn't going to give up. So I might as well give in.
Shi. "Be there in a second."
I groaned as I threw my blankets back, getting out of bed. I rushed downstairs as quiet as possible to unlock the door. I walked into the living room, sitting on the couch to wait for her. After a short time she finally showed up. Surprisingly not as drunk as I expected. She walked quietly over to the couch take a place next to me.
"Hi love."
"'Hi."
"So."
"So what? You're the one who needed to talk to me tonight."
"I know. I just. ."
"You just what?"
"Nothing."
"Okay. Well, are you going to tell me what was so important."
"You need to stay away from Zayn."
"I don't really go near him."
"Well that"s not how it seems lately."
"Well, it hasn't been on purpose."
"Either way. It needs to stop."
"Okay. Why are you so pissed off about it?"
"because! He's a dick. He's constantly talking about how obnoxious you are and questioning why I'm your friend."
It literally felt like someone had just kicked me in the stomach. I had never expected Zayn to want me in any way but to say something so rude about me. It hurt. I could feel my eyes welling with tears.
"Oh don't cry! I didn't want you to cry. I just. . I don't want to see you get hurt."
"I know." I mumbled. I didn't even want to talk. I didn't want to be around any one.
"Did you want me to stay the night?" she asked, giving me a small smile.
"No. I um. I'd rather just be alone."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I'll talk to later. Yeah?"
"Okay. I love you."
"Love you too."
I watched as she walked out shutting the door slowly behind her. I couldn't move. I felt sick.
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It took me longer than usual to get ready for school. Seeing as I didn't even want to function today. I had stayed in bed the entire weekend, except for showering, eating or going to the bathroom. I pulled on a pair of sweats and a hoodie slipping on my Uggs. I hadn't even bothered taking my purse. Sliding my phone in to my pocket and grabbing my keys off the counter.
Unlike usual I drove myself without even thinking about going to Shi's. I didn't want to risk running into Zayn. Though it was possible that I'd see him at school. It'd be much easier to avoid him. I picked up a coffee from Starbucks on the way. I hadn't got much sleep the night before.
I parked farther back in the parking lot then usual seeing as I wanted my car to be as far as way from Zayn as possible. Not only was I hurt, I was embarrassed. I can't believe he would say those things about me. I watched the pavement as I made my way towards the entrance. I didn't bother to look at anything around me not really wanting anyone to pay any attention to me. Not that they would.
I was just about to unlock my locker when I felt someone walk up behind me. I ignored it thinking they probably were just going to their locker or talking to someone else.
"'Em." I bit my lip the second I heard his voice. No. No, this isn't fair. I didn't even see him coming. My tears yet again started forming in my eyes.
"Please talk to me."
"I don't want to annoy you." I said doing my best to keep my voice from shaking.
"What?" he sounded pretty confused.
"Nothing. Just don't worry about it. I have to go." I mumbled shutting my locker.
"No, wait." he said grabbing a hold of my arm.
"Zayn, just let me go."
"No. What happened?"
"What happened?" I asked bewildered. Did he honestly think he's sister wouldn't tell me what he had said about me.
"Nothing."
"Don't lie."
"Shiloh told me what you said."
"She what?"
"I have to go." I walked away him this time. I wasn't in the mood for this today. I was almost to class when I accidentally bumped into someone.
"Oh. I'm sorry." I muttered hurriedly.
"Don't be."
I looked up to see Louis smiling down at me. I gave him a small smile not knowing what else to say. I started to walk around him only to have him step in front of me stopping my movement.
"About Friday." he started.
"Yeah?"
"We never got to finish what we started."
"Oh, um. Yeah. I guess not." I said blushing.
"So. .what are you doing Saturday?"
"Mm, nothing."
"Did you want to go to the movies or something?"
"Eh."
He flashed me an absolutely adorable smile. It'd be hard for anyone to say no to him.
"I guess."
"You guess?" he chuckled.
"I mean, yes." I smiled back.
"Good. I'll pick you up at seven?"
"Okay."
"Okay. Bye Emerson."
"Bye Louis."
I smiled as I walked away. I know it probably wasn't the best decision seeing as Louis wasn't very gentlemanly. It's too late now though, right? School didn't go by as slowly as I had expected and I did my best to avoid Zayn at all costs. Which I have to say, I did pretty damn well.
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It was Thursday and thankfully we didn't have school tomorrow due to some random in service day or what not. I hadn't seen Zayn the entire week. I knew I probably shouldn't even care but I did. How pathetic am I?
School was just about over and I was really looking forward to spending the rest of the day shoving my face with food watching movies. I needed this day to myself. Too relax and think about how crazy this week had actually been. Shiloh had asked me to go to yet another party with her but I immediatly refused. After last time there was no way I was going to a party any time soon.
I stopped by the store on my way home to pick up some food. My mom was on a business trip for a few days. I made sure to grab some ice cream, candy and pizza. I know how typical of me. Sitting around watching chick flicks while eating unhealthy food. Oh well though. I paid for everything and hurried on my way home.
I slid out of my clothes pulling on a large T shirt with some thigh high socks to keep my legs warm. I know it seemed kind of pointless when I could just put on some pants but I'm a freak who absolutely hated wearing pants. I crawled into bed snuggling under my blankets.
I had barely gotten through my first movie when the doorbell rang. It was probably Shiloh trying to convince me to go with her. It rang again as I was coming down the stairs.
"Coming!"
I almost fell when I reached the bottom, barely catching myself on the banister. I hadn't bothered to look and see who it was before opening the door although once I had, I wish I did.

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