My Bestfriend's Brother

Chapter 3 – Emily’s POV

“Emily!” I heard my name and felt I was being shaken just slightly. “Wake UP!” I heard Sarah say as she started to shake me a bit harder.

“I’m awake stop shaking me!” I replied without opening my eyes, I could tell it was much too bright in my room to comfortably open my eyes

yet. I blinked my eyes a couple of times letting them adjust and then sat up.

As soon as my eyes were fully open Sarah shoved her hand at me. It took only half a second to realize there was a ring there than was not

before. “He proposed?!” I cried excitedly.

“Yes! Oh I’m so happy!” Sarah replied her eyes starting to water with her excitement. “When I went back over last night, he apologized over

and over and asked me to forgive him, he said he had bought the ring last week, and he was going to ask me, but he went sort of crazy, freaked out

and broke up with me. I don’t know maybe it was like cold feet of proposing. But he was so sorry you should have seen it when I got there, he had

been crying just as much as I had, and we had only been broken up for 3 hours. Now he feels so bad because that really wasn’t the way he wanted to

propose to me but I told him I didn’t care.” Sarah had started fully crying during her rambling. I hugged her and was crying right along with her. I

was so happy for her, Paul and her had been dating for about 8 months now and he made her so happy, and Paul seemed like a really great guy, I was

completely shocked when he had broken up with her the day before with no explanation.

Sarah and I talked about the proposal a bit more and then the conversation switched to talk of wedding dates, and places, and dresses. She

did not have much of an idea on most of it just that they were at least going to wait until after she graduated. We were going to have a blast

planning her wedding I could already tell. She asked me nearly immediately after the subject switched to weddings to be her maid of honor, and I told

her yes instantly and we both squealed and hugged again.

After about an hour of squealing and laughing and crying we must have woken Justin up because he poked his head in the door with a curious

look on his face, and asked what was going on.

“Justin, he proposed! I’m getting married!” Sarah exclaimed and excitedly jumped off the bed and ran over to show him the ring. He hugged her

and told her congratulations, but said he wasn’t interested in the planning of a wedding. He gave me a small look that I could only guess at the

meaning of and then left the room.

Sarah came back to sit on my bed and was going to start talking about the wedding again, but I stopped her. “Sarah, there is something I need

to tell you,” I said softly and she looked at me curiously.

“Yesterday, when you left, Justin and I both fell asleep on your bed, and when I woke up, I was cuddling with him, you know how I am.” I

started; she had slept in the same bed with me enough times to know she had to put a pillow between us if she doesn’t want me to cuddle her. She

smiled and laughed at that, and I couldn’t help but laugh at myself. “Well..” I started again, the laughter gone from my voice making her stop and

watch me curiously again. “Umm, so then he kissed me.” She gasped, but said nothing yet. “I pulled away, and told him I wasn’t the kind of girl just

to sleep with someone and stuff. And he said he hadn’t meant it that way, and he respected me and then he asked me on a date. He said if I said yes

we could talk to you about it, but I can’t come to any kind of decision without you and I couldn’t say yes if you would be mad.” During my small

speech I couldn’t look up at her face, I was so afraid she was going to be mad, so now that I was done, I slowly looked up to read her face. She

still just looked confused.

“Do you think you want to go on a date with him?” She asked me after another minute of silence.

“Well, I’m torn, the biggest thing is I don’t want you to be angry with either of us if I do, and I’m also afraid that I can’t trust him. But

I also think it would be really hard to just forget it happened.”

“I won’t be mad at either of you if you are happy, and I can understand how it may be hard to trust him, but I don’t think he would use you,

he wouldn’t do that to someone that means so much to me, I think. And you and him have been pretty good friends for a long time, I think I know him

well enough to know he wouldn’t put that in jeopardy for sex. I hope.” Her words reassured me, however they would have reassured me more if she

hadn’t felt like she needed to add, I think, and, I hope. But her saying she wouldn’t be angry was probably the biggest factor. I think I had made my

decision, and it felt like jumping off a cliff. And in a way it was, after this I was pretty sure there was no way to go back to being just friends.

“I think... I’m going to say yes.” I said slowly. And watched her face to see if she showed any signs of being angry even though she said she

wouldn’t. She didn’t, she actually smiled and hugged me, and it almost seemed like that was what she had wanted.

“Ok, after you tell him, let me know so I can talk to him ok?” She said.

“Okay.” I replied, and Sarah said she was going to give me some time to think and she needed to go shower anyways, so she left the room and I

was alone again.

Just as I was getting up my courage to get dressed and go find him, he came into my room.

I pulled my blanket up slightly over myself as he came in, although it was pointless because I could not pull it high enough to hide my

cleavage without being obvious. He took only a couple of steps into the room before stopping, he seemed almost as nervous as I felt which was odd

because he was always very self confident.

“Hey,” he said, “with the news and all, I would understand if you want to say no to the date.”

I looked up at him and smiled he was very cute when he showed some vulnerability, and it was sweet he was giving me an easy out, “Oh, well,

maybe we could push it back until tomorrow, and take Sarah and Paul out to celebrate tonight. Or, maybe we could make it a double.” The double idea

had hit me mid-sentence but it was sounding really great already I wouldn’t feel so pressured if Sarah and Paul were with us.

He smiled when he realized I had accepted his invitation, “Alright, should we talk to Sarah after she gets out of the shower and see how she

takes the news, and if its good we can ask her about doubling?”

“Oh well, I might have already told her about it,” I admitted.

“Of course you did I should have known you wouldn’t be able to wait.” He said amused and smiled warmly at me.

“Well, she said she wants to talk to you so why don’t you mention doubling then?” Justin agreed then left the room to wait for Sarah to be

done showering.

I got up and shut my door so I could get my stuff together to go shower when Sarah was done. After I heard the water turn off and the door

open, I headed in there myself. I got into the shower and just let the hot water run over me. Now that the decision-making was over, and I had jumped

off the cliff I let the memory of Justin’s lips come back freely now.

After I finished my shower and got dressed I found Sarah and Justin in the living room, they didn’t seem to be talking, just watching a

sitcom rerun. I went over to sit next to Sarah while I was still brushing my hair. I wasn’t sure if they had talked yet so I didn’t bring anything

up. But I didn’t have to.

“So we are going to go on a double date tonight!” Sarah said as I sat down she seemed really excited. I kept thinking she was going to be

mad, I kept waiting for the yelling to come but she was just so excited for me, I was confused.

“Yeah, I guess so, but it is mostly a celebration of your engagement.” I said wanting this night to be more about her it was defiantly bigger

news that she was engaged than I was going on a first date. We had both been on lots of first dates but never engaged.

Sarah and I got ready for the evening together, she helped me pick out clothes and I did the same for her. We both looked great. While we

were getting ready we kept talking about wedding stuff, I was purposefully still making sure she knew this night was about her, even though my

stomach was doing flips.

Sarah had picked out a blue dress for me, it went a little past mid-thigh, with spaghetti straps and v-line neck, it showed every curve but

wasn’t uncomfortably tight. She helped me straighten my brown hair and I wore down and it hung part way down my back.

For Sarah I picked out a white dress, about the same length as mine, but it just went up and over one shoulder. I helped her curl her blonde

hair and she wore it down and bouncy at a little longer than shoulder length.

A/N:
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