On this particular day of cleaning, Spencer was out running errands. Emma loved it when she had the house to herself because that was when she could put on her music, dance, and sing at the top of her lungs as she cleaned the apartment.
Suddenly the door of the apartment opened to reveal Freddie. Emma immediately stopped dancing and her eyes widened in horror before she rushed over to her iPod and turned it off. Freddie looked at her for a minute, as if processing what he just saw.
"My mom just wanted to know what the noise was." Freddie explained.
"Sorry." Emma said quickly flushing in embarrassment.
"No, it's okay-" Freddie said and laughed slightly. "What song was that?"
"It was a punk cover of Under The Sea." Emma explained. "You know, from The Little Mermaid."
"You always had strange taste in music." Freddie said shutting the door behind him. Emma rolled her eyes.
"Strange to you." She said putting her iPod in her pocket. Freddie sat down in front of the computer and Emma looked at him strangely "You're staying?"
"Is that okay?" Freddie asked with raised eye brows.
Emma actually didn't know.
Since their two friends left the two had become considerably closer, and Freddie was cute- But those thoughts were only drama filled and drew more attention to herself then Emma was comfortable with.
"It isn't my house." Emma muttered shrugging her shoulders.
"You think Spencer minds?" Freddie asked half laughing.
"You never know." Emma said opening the door for him to leave.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah." Emma said simply. Freddie looked at her for a long moment wondering what was up with her. Yet this behavior was slightly familiar. The tech producer then remembered that a certain blonde friend of theirs acted like this before admitting she had a crush on him. A small smirk played at his lips at this realization.
"No."
"What?"
"I'm not leaving." Freddie said crossing his arms. Emma walked over to him in annoyance and took his hand pulling him up on his feet and starting to walk him across the room.
"You can come back when Spencer gets back-" Emma started but stopped when Freddie turned her around and leaned towards her. Emma's eyes widened and she stepped back and somersaulted over the back of the couch in avoidance. But then after such a skillful move she tripped over the coffee table and fell bringing it down with her. She then pointed an accusing finger at Freddie.
"What was that?!"
"I- I was just-"
"I am a Seddie shipper! How can you just sink my own ship with me?!"
"Sam and I broke up, like, twice!"
"A minor setback."
"So you're telling me that you don't have feelings for me, and you're not kicking me out in order to avoid this conversation?" Freddie asked but clearly knowing the answer already. Emma opened her mouth to speak but then quickly got up from where she landed on the floor and ran out the open door."Emma!" Freddie yelled after her.
"Pick up the table on your way out!" Emma called back over her shoulder.