Emmy's pov
The past week has been amazing. Erin did get his memory back but he decided to forget the fuck boy act and stay with me.
I get ready in a short black dress and wait for him to pick me up in his new BMW since the old one you know crashed...
He pulls up my drive way and gets out smiling
Erin: afternoon beautiful * kisses hand *
I giggle at his act, every since we began dating he became such a gentleman but of course we past by his exes who look at me in jelousy since Erin chose a freshman as his girlfriend. Yet he never gives a flying fuck about what others say about us.
We drive off towards his favorite Italian restaurant and take our seats and order. I watch how the waitress trys to flirt with him yet he flicks her off and continues to eat his food.
I'm not sure if it's the accident or something but...I kinda miss our flirting fights
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Living With Boys
Teen FictionEmily is just your average fifteen year old, but you haven't met her family, there's Ryan the sweet one, Erin the playboy, Alec the smart one, and Jeffrey . . . The gay one?
