Emma when she was getting ready for your date.

Emma had liked you for ages, you two were friends but she didn't want to scare you off by tell you that she liked you. However you surprised her by asking her out yesterday and she couldn't be happier, but she couldn't find an outfit that she thought she looked good in. She was looking in the mirror and criticising herself when your voice cut through the air.

"You look beautiful." You smiled leaning against the door frame, Emma turned around in shock, "Your dad let me in." You grinned, admiring Emma who blushed.

"Thank you." She smiled softly, you stretched out your hand for hers.

"Shall we go?" You asked, Emma smiled and nodded, taking your hand.