Emma was sitting on her bed, trying to process and figure out to to with what her friends just told her. Was Neal actually selling drugs? Maybe this was a misunderstanding. Maybe it wasn't him.
Emma took out her phone and decided she was going to figure this out once and for all. She went to Neals number and decided it was better for her to text him
Emma: Hey Neal, I was hoping we could go get dinner or something today.
Neal: That sounds great, but can we order in?
Emma: Of course, My place 6PM.
Neal: Can't wait!
Emma didn't know what she was going to say, but she needed to know the truth.
She needed to know if Neal was capable of selling drugs. If he was would she be okay with it? What if he use to, would she be okay with that?
Emma couldn't stand the questions that were swirling around in her head, torturing her. She looked at her clock and it read One o'clock in the afternoon. She had 5 hours to kill before she was going to have dinner with a side of a difficult conversation. Emma decided she would put in her headphones and deep clean her entire dorm.
After a couple of hours, Emma decided to take a break from cleaning her room, and she laid down on her bed, taking everything in. Suddenly her phone alarm went off. Grabbing her phone she noticed that it was 5PM. Emma decided to get up and take a shower to get ready.
An hour later Emma and Neal were sitting on her bed, watching a movie, eating Chinese food. Emma was so lost in her thoughts, she hadn't noticed that Neal was trying to talk to her.
"Emma! Hello, anyone home?" Neal said, chuckling slightly, causing Emma to snap out of her thoughts.
"Oh! Sorry, I was lost in thought." Emma confessed, slightly embarrassed.
"That's okay, what were you thinking about?" Neal asked, sitting up slightly.
"Oh, its nothing, really we should just watch the movie." Emma rushed out. She wasn't ready to talk about this. She knew she would need to eventually, but she just wasn't ready.
"Emma." Neal started. Turning towards her, and taking her hands in his. "Emma, if something is bother you, than we should talk about it. It's not healthy to keep things bottles. It will only keep eating at you, until one day you snap. No matter how bad you think it is, it's important to you." Neal said with a smile.
Emma felt her heart rate calm down a little bit. She closed her eyes for a moment, and took a deep breath.
"Okay, well a close friend of mine confessed something to me about someone I care about. This information scares me a little bit and I don't know how to bring it up." Emma confessed, finding it hard to look at Neal.
"Okay, well who is it. Do I know them?" Neal asked.
"It's you." Emma whispered so softly, she could barely hear it.
"Me? What did you hear about me that could scare you?" Neal asked, shifting on her bed, moving himself to be directly in front of her.
"A friend of mine use to have a boyfriend who would use drugs pretty heavily. She swears that she saw you with him a few times, giving him the drugs. I just wanna know, if it's true, and if it is, are you still selling?" Emma asked, suddenly feeling a bit courageous.
Neal breathed in sharply, turned away slightly, running his fingers though is hair and leaning back, so his back was against her wall." Yes, yes I used to sell drugs. I don't anymore. I got out of that. People were too dump and I was tired of having my so called friends getting busted by the cops. I'm not in that game anymore."
Emma gave a small sigh of relief. "That's it. You are not gonna do it anymore."
"No. Does it bother you that I used to." Neal asked, turning back to look at Emma.
"If you were still selling and actively doing drugs than I would be concerned. I am not a big fan of drugs. I see what they can do to people and that scares me." Emma confessed.
Neal grabbed a hold of Emma's hands, causing her to look up at him. "I know I have had a troubled past, but I have learned from my mistakes and my experiences. I promise, I will never go back to selling or abusing. I was younger than and I was trying to find my place in the world. I know that I don't belong there. Does that help you trust me?" Neal asked.
Emma leaned forward capturing his lips with her, silently answering his question. Breathing in, they both deepen the Emma found herself on her back laying on her bed with Neal on top of her. She could feel Neal running his hands up her sides, leaving her yearning for more. Emma wanted to bottle up this moment and live in it forever. He had never felt this way around anyone before, and she didn't want to forget it.
Just as the heated moment began, it ended. Neal pulled away, having a hard time looking at her. "What..What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?" Emma asked, suddenly feeling exposed, though she sat in her bed fully clothed.
"No, no you didn't do anything wrong." Neal started. "I know that you have never done anything like this before and I don't want you to think that I am rushing you. I would had to make you feel like you had to do something, even if you were not ready."
Neal finally looked up at Emma, her eyes were filled with do much love, and tears were forming. Emma leaned forward placing her forehead on his, closing her eyes. Emma felt so much at that moment, she didn't even think about what she was going to say, until it was too late. "I love you."
Emma realized what she had said, and immediately froze. Her mind was now running a million miles per second. She could not believe what she just said. She felt Neal move slightly, expecting him to pull away, but instead he pulls her closer to him, having him hold her now.
"I love you to." Neal said. Emma looks up at him and gives him a kiss. The deepen the kiss and embrace in a passionate, yet loving kiss. Emma's heart felt like it was going to explode, but she didn't want this to end. Instead she wanted more. She began to lie back down on her bed, pulling Neal with her.
Emma felt like she could feel everything. Her skin felt like it was on fire, whenever he touched her. Her body seemed to have a mind of its on. She let instincts take over, and soon enough she pulling his shirt off of him. Having his shirt come up, seemed to bring Neal back to reality. "Emma...I..know you wanted to wait."
"Screw waiting." Emma said, grabbing Neal by the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss. Emma didn't want to wait anymore, she wanted him now, all of him. This was all Neal needed as he let his body take over.
Soon there was a pile of clothes in the middle of Emma's dorm, and Emma was under her blankets with Neal laying beside her. Emma was lost in her own bliss, feeling closer to anyone than she thought possible. Emma laid there with her eyes closed savoring this moment, she felt a little kiss on the tip of her nose. She opened her eyes to see Neal staring at her, with a smile painted on his face, that Emma mirrored.
Emma was about to say something when Neal's phone went off. Reaching over, Neal grabbed his phone and read the message that was displayed on his screen, and groaned.
"Everything okay?" Emma asked, bringing her arm up so she can prop her head up a bit.
"Yeah, just a study group that I am in. They rescheduled the time and that means I am going to have to leave soon. I am sorry Love, but I'm gonna have to get going." Neal said, putting his phone back down and turning toward Emma again.
"That's okay. I mean I wanna stay here with you for a bit longer, but midterms are in a couple of months and you need to study. You gotta pass your classes in order to graduate." Emma joked.
Neal gave her a smile and leaned down to kiss her. The kiss was short, but was anything besides innocent. "I will text you later, okay?"
"Okay, sounds good." Emma beamed. Neal got out of the bed and through on his clothes, before leaning down one more time to kiss Emma goodbye.
Once Neal left, Emma got a strange, lonely feeling creep up on her. In order to distract herself, she grabbed her clothes off the floor and put them in her laundry basket and grabbed some old pajamas.
After changing Emma went into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Once she was in front of the mirror, she started at herself for a moment. Did she feel any different? Did she look and different? Emma couldn't tell. Emma finished up brushing her teeth and headed back to her dorm. Once back inside her dorm, Emma laid back in bed. The very been she just lost her virginity in. Was is how she pictured it? No. Yet again, she never really thought about it before.
Emma laid there thinking about what happened earlier that night, and couldn't help but smile. Emma had never felt so close and so loved by someone before. She wanted to scream from the rooftop that she found the one. Emma let her mind wander about what the future might hold. The only thing that really bugged her, he was going to be leaving in a couple months. What are they going to do then?