A/N There are going to be some holes and inconsistencies 'cause I'm trying to keep it close to the show and leave space for it to change with each episode. Most chapter probably won't line up with the one right before it. Just let me know if its too confusing!
Ps. Sorry but I don't really do long chapters
Bay POV
Emmett Stopped the bike on the curb of a big open park with green grass and oak trees. The sun was shining bright and it made all the green glow. This place made me smile.
I got off of the bike and turned back to see Emmett as he shirked off his helmet and smiled with one of his signature 'what's up' nods.
I laughed.
He pointed to me hesitantly with a hint of question on his face, then patted the top of his head. My hands flew up to my head and I realized I was still wearing my helmet, "Oh."
I fiddled with the buckle but I was having some trouble. Emmett bit his lip on one side the way he did when he would laugh, then gestured for me to come over to him.
I gave up with a huff and walked over to where he was sitting on the bike, now sitting side saddle.
He reached up and ran his fingers gently down the straps on the helmet, looking me directly in the eyes as he ever so quietly clicked the buckle undone, leaving me breathless. Removing it from my head he set it on the bike then turned back to me with a smirk, leaning his elbows on his knees.
I shoved his shoulder in mock annoyance an he laughed, or at least looked like he was laughing. Something fell from his pocket, a stack of photos.
I picked them up, "What are these?" I asked, just as I was about to turn them over, cut one hand across his neck frantically and reached for the pictures with the other. With a smirk, I pulled them out of his reach, then turned and started running. I ran a few steps then turned back and smirked at him, "come and get me."
No. I saw him mouth as he leapt off of the bike and ran towards me. I started sprinting towards the nearest tree. I ran behind it. I turned and dodged him quickly and turned when I saw that he was smart and had gone to the side of the tree where he knew I'd come out. We bounced around the tree, back and forth, cat and mouse, him a few times getting almost close enough to snatch the pictures from me. Then I turned and dashed away, back in the direction of the bike. I glanced over my shoulder at exactly the wrong time and he pounced me. We both fell to the grass, rolling and laughing.
His eyes met mine and he supported my lower back as we sat up. I'd never felt like this before.
Breaking his gaze I looked over to the pictures scattered on the grass now, when one caught my eyes and I reached over to pluck it from the ground. It was of me, at Buckner Hall the day he'd kissed me, sitting on the grass with a book, my cheek rested on my palm. I gasped, "These are beautiful."
Emmett smiled at me softly, His fists circled around each other before he tapped his wrists together, then pointed to the pictures and waved his hand, spread, in front of his face. He pointed to the pictures again then to me. Of course they're beautiful. They're you.
I smiled, and for the first time, I leaned in to kiss him.