jake & emily .
after downing an immeasurable amount of drinks, jake cut his loses and finally gave in to his one desire he'd had all day. to see emily, even though he knew she was on a date. he knew she was out, probably having a great time with some guy who saw how awesome and funny and sweet she was ... and she probably wasn't even thinking about jake right now. but the male was stuck on her, unable to get the jealous feeling out of his head. he’d been acting like an idiot all day because of it, too. answering anyone who approached him angrily, with a tone of voice he could only describe as rude. barely making eye contact with anyone around him. jake was furious, imagining what emily was doing on her little date. laughing at whatever asshole she was out with jokes ? her hand touching his, her eyes glued onto his ... the idea made him sick to his stomach. and no matter how much he reminded himself that she was not his, he couldn’t shake the feeling. it was HIS emily. the same girl he’d promised to marry back when they were kids and played house. the girl who knew everything about him, the girl way too good for him. after a few more minutes of aimlessly walking without a thought, he realized where he was headed. her dorm. without even knowing, he’d started the way towards her. his feet knowing what he wanted before his head did. he saw her door, just a few steps away. jake ran a hand through his hair, wondering if she was back. or if she’d gone back to the guys room ... choking at the thought, he saw a light flicker and immediate smiled. he quickly took the last few steps towards her door, knocking against his roughly. he took a few deep breaths, now panicking. what if he was there ... with her ? he stuck his hands in his jacket pockets, the liquor he’d consumed earlier now making his head spin.
