Emma's boyfriend
Y/N's POV
"STOP THE CAR, EMMA!!" I shouted, my frustration bubbling over.
Emma slammed the brakes and turned to look at me, gulping.
Emma: "What's the matter?" she asked, pretending like she had no idea why I was upset.
"PARTY?! Emma, you know I'm not a party person! I don't fit in with those rich people, and you still want me to go with you? I sa—"
Before I could finish ranting, she cut me off with an eye roll.
Emma: "And you are coming with me."she said
She completely ignored my angry face, sighing dramatically before grabbing my hand.
Emma: "Listen to me, Y/N... I know this isn't easy for you, but trust me, I will never leave your side. If you feel uncomfortable, we'll leave right away. I promise."
Her voice was softer now, filled with sincerity. I could see she was genuinely trying to convince me, but my mind kept telling me not to go. What if…
"Emma, I—"
Before I could make an excuse, she took both of my hands in hers and started pleading like a child.
Emma: "Please, Y/N! Max is coming too!" She said
I sighed. Oh no, not this emotional blackmail again… But I knew she wouldn't stop until I agreed. I have to stay positive, right?
"Emma... okay, fine."I said
As soon as I gave in, she grinned like she just won the lottery and started driving again.
Emma: "First, we're going to my apartment. We need to find the perfect outfits for the party!"
Her excitement was contagious, but I just leaned back in my seat, listening as she rambled about dresses. I nodded occasionally when she looked at me, pretending to be interested.
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At Emma's Apartment
Emma: "We're here, Y/N!"she said
I looked out the window and saw a massive building.
Emma: "Let's go, Y/N!!" She said
She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. We took the elevator to the 8th floor, and when we stepped into her apartment, my jaw nearly dropped.
"Wow, Emma… this place is beautiful."I said
Her apartment was huge, with a modern design and a breathtaking view of the city.
Emma: "I told you, you can stay with me! My apartment is big enough!"she said
I smiled. "I'll think about it."I reply to her
She rolled her eyes playfully before dragging me to her bedroom.
Emma: "Now, let's find some pretty dresses for us!"she said
I groaned. "Emma, what's wrong with jeans and a hoodie? They're comfortable."I try to convince her
She gave me a death glare.
Emma: "We are going to a party, Y/N. You can't wear that."she said
She turned to her closet, rummaging through an insane number of dresses. I sighed and sat on her bed, watching her with zero enthusiasm.
"I really don't want to go…" I mumbled under my breath.
Emma: "You know I can hear you, right?"she shout
I froze. She turned around, holding six stunning dresses in her arms.
Emma: "I can't decide! Go try these on!"she said
Before I could protest, she shoved them into my hands and pushed me into the bathroom.
"I don't even have the energy to argue."I said to myself
I sighed and changed into the first dress—a sleeveless, shimmering white dress. It was elegant but simple. I stepped out to show her.
Emma: "Hmm… not bad. But it's too simple. Try something bold. Go for the black one!"
My eyes widened. Oh no, not the black one…
"Emma, I don't—"
She gave me a sharp look, daring me to disobey. I gulped and turned back to change.
The black dress was… a lot. It was short, revealing my legs more than I was used to. The top showed a little cleavage, and to make matters worse, it was completely backless.
I stepped out hesitantly. Emma's eyes widened, and for a moment, she looked like she had seen an alien.
"I know it's not that great. I don't like it either. I'll just change—"
Before I could turn back, she grabbed my arm.
Emma: "Are you kidding me, Y/N?! You look amazing!"
She clapped her hands in excitement, grinning from ear to ear.
"But it's too—"
She ignored my complaints and grabbed a dress for herself—a bold red one with a deep neckline. She went into the bathroom to change, and just as I was about to sneak back into the closet for another outfit, she yelled from inside.
Emma: "Don't you dare change that dress, Y/N!"
I sighed in defeat. A moment later, she stepped out, looking absolutely stunning in her dress.
Emma: "Perfect! Now, let's do our makeup."
I sat down as she did both of our makeup, making sure everything was flawless.
Emma: "Done! Now let's go."
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At the Club
The club was packed, with neon lights flashing and loud music vibrating through the floor.
Emma: "MAX! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
A moment later, a tall guy with a charming smile appeared.
Max: "HEY, I MISSED YOU!"
He pulled Emma into a tight hug before kissing her forehead.
Emma: "Aww, I missed you too!"
She turned to me with a huge smile.
Emma: "Max, I want you to meet someone! This is my best friend, Y/N. Y/N, this is my boyfriend, Max!"
Max extended his hand, and I shook it politely.
"Hi, nice to meet you."
Max: "You look beautiful, Y/N! Let's have some fun!"
He wrapped an arm around Emma's waist and led us further inside. We found a spot on a sofa, and the two of them snuggled up close, whispering to each other.
Max: "Let's go dance!"
"You two go ahead. I'm good here."
They nodded and headed to the dance floor, moving together like a perfect couple in a romantic movie. I sighed and leaned back on the couch, taking in the atmosphere.
Then, a deep voice interrupted my thoughts.
??? "Hey, beautiful."
I turned to see a tall man standing next to me, his eyes gleaming with interest.
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