A blush appeared on her cheeks as she took the sunflowers from his grip and it was hard to hide this time as she wore no makeup on the way down, she knew it would just smudge on the train plus the two were going out later on that night so Emma hardly wanted to do her makeup twice in one day. âI thought you might have been busy last minute..â How did you remember these were my favourites?â She asked, gesturing to her sunflowers with a teasing grin replacing her shy smile from before. It wasnât that she didnât have faith in Zephyr not showing up but more like she didnât want to get her hopes up just in case the plans fell through. Yet now she knew that she was silly to even consider that possibility.Â
Seeing Zephyr this time around felt different. This time around Emma knew how she felt about him and now she could admire his looks without having to justify her reasons why. The longer she took in his appearance, the more butterflies she felt in her stomach and how he made her heartbeat increase made her wonder how he did it without even realising. It didnât help that he made the effort to even buy her favourite flowers either.Â
âThe trip was great. It took me longer than I thought to convince my parents to let me stay at Ashcroft thoughâŚthey wanted to remove me straight away when I told them about the knife incident at the last event. Thatâs why I left so sudden,â Emma answered him, the two falling into step together to walk outside where the ubers pull by and collect customers. It was crazy how hard Emma fought to stay at Ashcroft and how she was more scared of losing Zephyr than a murderer running around. Thatâs why they must say love makes you blind, right? âHow was your week then? Must have been boring without me, of course.â Emma joked, not meaning it so seriously but ( secretly ) hoping that his week without her made him miss her just as she missed him.Â
there was a sense of pride that filled him when he noticed the blush on her cheeks -- although he pushed the thought out of his brain. they were friends -- very good friends. and zephyr knew if he tried anything that he would only ruin that.  ânever too busy for you.â he said, biting his lip for a split second as he gave her a grin. he quickly turned towards the exit, however, âoh, it was only a lucky guess. I almost went and picked wildflowers if iâm going to be honest.â he grinned, glancing over at her as he grabbed his phone out of his pocket, checking to see if their uber was even close. ( to his relief, it was. )
âyou told them about the knife? oof, that was your first mistake.â but zephyr never understood that. the need for parents to protect their children -- or the loyalty that came from a child to their parents. he never grew up with it, and that was one of the feelings he almost envied when it came to anyone else. because no matter how hard their lives had seemed, at least they had a home to go home to. maybe zephyrâs feelings like this wonât last long as the thoughts of the adoption idea ran through his head. his attention was pulled immediately back to emma as she began to talk again. Â
it was hard finding out emma had just gone, not too many words had been spoken between the two since the masquerade party -- just their small disagreement ( more like emma scolding zephyr and him begging her to not be mad at him. ) his bruises were almost all since gone from then, his rib still ached but it was something he could more or less ignore. âoh it was the worst, absolutely nothing happened. you wouldnât even believe me if i told you that it was the most boring week.â he started dramatically, checking his phone again to double check that the car pulled in front of them was in fact theirs. he lunged forward to open the door for her with a friendly grin.  âwho knew we needed a ms. emma woods here to make things bearable.â