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This chapter is set roughly when Liz is about 19. Enjoy :)
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Emily's POV
I'm walking through the park when I hear shouting. I turn the corner to see a woman on the phone crying.
"Don't call me again." She says and hangs up the phone.
I walk over there.
"Hey, is everything okay?" I ask.
"Yeah." She says, turning away and sniffling.
"I'm Emily." I say.
"Liz." She says, turning back to face me.
"What was all that about?" I ask, handing her a tissue.
"My boyfriend just broke up with me me." She shrugs, dabbing under her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Liz." I say, putting my hand on her shoulder.
"It's okay, he was an ass anyway." Liz says and I laugh.
"We don't need boys." I say and she smiles.
"Emily, be honest with me, on a scale of 1-10 how shitty is my make up right now?" Liz asks.
"Honestly?" I ask.
"Mhm." She nods.
"About an 8...maybe 9." I grimace.
"Ugh." She groans.
"Don't worry." I say, handing her a make up mirror from my purse and a mascara.
"Thanks." She says, sorting out her make up. "Jesus." She mutters.
"What?" I ask.
"It's so lame to cry over a boyfriend." She says.
"Did you love him?" I ask.
"I mean I thought I did." Liz says.
"And now?" I ask, taking the mirror and mascara as she hands it back to me.
"Well now I'm realising I didn't love him at all." She says.
"How long were you together?" I ask.
"Almost 18 months." Liz says.
"Wow." I say.
"Right now I wanna drown myself in ice cream and pretzels." She says and I laugh.
"Come on, we'll go back to my place." I say holding out my hand.
"Your place? How old are you?" Liz asks.
"I'm 24." I say.
"No way!" She says, taking my hand.
"I am!" I laugh. "Why, how old are you?"
"I'm 19." Liz says. "I'm living with my friend Ariana at the moment."
"Aw that must be so much fun!" I smile.
"It is." She nods.
"Let's go grab some snacks." I say and we walk to the store.
Timeskip
Liz and I get back to my place.
"This apartment is so cute, Emily." Liz says.
"Thanks. Sorry it's a bit messy, I only moved in two weeks ago." I apologise.
"No, it looks amazing." She says.
"Shall we watch a movie?" I ask, opening the bag of cotton candy.
"Sure." Liz nods and we sit on the couch.
"How do you feel about horror movies?" I ask, handing Liz one of the tubs of chocolate ice cream.
"They're the best movies." Liz says.
"Which one do you wanna watch?" I ask, switching the TV on.
"The Conjuring?" Liz suggests.
"I love that one." I smile, playing the movie.
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