Luke's POV

What do they want to talk about? Its rare that my parents are serious. They are usually very easy and outgoing and fun. But now they are serious so this is probably important.

"okay?" I say for both Emily and I.

"well you see, this year our company will celebrate its ten year anniversary. So there's gonna be a huge ball/party kind of thing. Where everyone would have to bring dates ant there will be dancing and all kinds of stuff." My dad explains.

We both nod our heads, understanding.

"so, Luke would have to be there as you are my son and also because there will be some new clients who would want o meet the whole family." I nod and reply,

"okay, but what does it have to do with the both of us?" I ask.

"well.." my mother trails off. "well, as we said that there would have to be dates. So were thinking that Emily could be your date." She finishes.

My and Emily's eyes widen. A date? With Ems? My supposedly 'best friend'. No, its not right. As much as I am liking the idea, it is not right. We don't even like each other like that. Or do we? maybe...

It would be very awkward.

Looks like Emily has also been thinking the same thing as me as we together spoke up.

"why?"

my parents shrug. "its just you both know each other pretty closely. So you wont have a problem with each other. Also we need someone who can impress and convince the new clients and you two can do it without being uncomfortable with each other."

We both think about it for sometime.

After a long pause Emily breaks the silence,

"okay... I'm up for it" she says then adds. "if its for the better of the company then why not"

man she is too good. She is willing to got to a dinner as my date just for the sake of my dad's company.

"well if Ems doesn't have a problem then I am also up for it." I say.

"okay then. Its settled. Today's Thursday and the party is next Saturday, so you both need to buy your clothing and everything." My mom says.

We both nod and then leave after saying goodbye to my parents.

The next morning...

I wake up and see that Ems is already dressed up and strumming on her guitar singing 'let her go' by passenger.

Oh god, she is so beautiful. Her voice is so sweet, I never want her to stop singing, her voice is addicting. You'll never get tired of listening to her singing.

I watched her as she was approaching the end of the song.

"only know you love her when you let her go...

and you let her go-ooo-oo" she finishes and strums the last chord.

I start clapping loudly. She looks startled at me. Ofcourse she thought that I wasn't here. It was normal for her when she was playing music. She gets carried away in her own little world. She doesn't care whats happening around her when she is singing.

"that was awesome!" I comment smiling.

"thanks" she reply, blushing a little.

Cute.

"soooo..." I trail off, unsure of what to say.

"soooo..." she trails off mimicking me.

"what do you want to do today?" I ask.

"I'm not sure. We could do whatever" she says, shrugging.

"well we could go dress shopping for the company party next week. You can buy your dress while I can get my suit along with a tie that would match your dress." I suggest.

"oooh you're really looking forward to this party. You're ready to match with me!" she says acting surprised.

"whatever, just don't get a pink dress. I don't want to wear a pink tie." I say.

"ewww! You know I hate pink. It stings my eyes!" she says scrunching her face in disgust.

"yeah I know you hate that colour. But why? I thought every girl liked pink?" I say.

" stereotype. I love blue."

"god sometimes I wonder if you really are a girl." I say.

"who said I am a girl?" she says, smirking.

"yeah, you're right. I think you are a guy who is gay and is undercover just to live with me." I say.

"whatever...just go and get ready" she says rolling her eyes.

I enter the bathroom, take a shower and we leave for the mall.

Few hours later...

" can we sit for a few minutes?" I ask Ems for the fifth time in the last half hour.

We have been looking at dresses for hours and Ems haven't found the right one.

My legs are killing me. I don't know what it is but whenever a girl goes shopping she suddenly gets immune to tiredness. Literally. Emily doesn't like to go shopping that much, but right now she is walking so casually like we've been here for minutes. How is she not tired? I am dying here, trying to catch my breath at the amount of walking we have done whereas Emily is walking with a blank look on her face, not even looking the tiniest bit of tired.

Its true. Girls are god-gifted when it comes to shopping.

She has been showing me every dress she has tried because Alice couldn't come and neither any of the boys so we are shopping alone. I say she looks good in everyone because she does. There were some dresses that were too loose or too tight or weren't in the appropriate color, but most of them were nice. But Ems doesn't like any of them.

I can tell she feels insecure. She doesn't have a single dress or even a skirt in her closet. She says she doesn't like wearing them. I don't have a problem with that. I like that she is simple and doesn't like dressing up.

"okay, we can get lunch and then continue." Emily sighs.

"thank god. Lets go" I say, dragging her to pizza hut.

Emily's POV

We took a seat at the table in pizza hut.

I have been looking at dresses for hours and its been terrible. All the dresses are so beautiful but I make them look terrible. They are tight on me. None of them suit me. I don't have bigger breasts. I don't have a slim waist. Hell I don't have anything! How am I supposed to impress looking like a piece of trash? Why did I agree to do this in the first place? its a really bad decision. Maybe I should convince Luke to go with someone else.

"hey. What can I get you guys?" a cute blond haired waiter asks, bringing me out of my thoughts.

He is looking at me intently as I skim through my menu.

"ummm...I'll have a small salad please" I say, giving him a small smile.

"anything for you?" he asks Luke.

"I'll have a medium pizza." Luke says, rather harshly I might add.

Okay? Whats wrong with him?

The waiter rolls his eyes and looks at me again.

"would you like anything else, babe?" he asks giving me flirty smile.

I blush and look down before replying. "no, that will be it" I say.

"okay then" he says walking off.

"I don't like him" Luke says once the waiter is out of sight.

"why? You only met him now" I say.

"he was staring at you inappropriately." Luke says, with a hint of anger.

"are you jealous?" I ask, amused.

Of course he wasn't jealous. Why would he be jealous? He doesn't like me, nor do I like him.

"what? Jealous? Pshh no" he scoffs, looking away.

Yup he's not jealous.

"Here are your orders" the waiter comes, holding our food.

He served us and walked off giving me one wink.

Luke and I start eating, making a normal conversation, but then he suddenly asks

"Ems?"

"yeah?"

"why did you order only a small salad? Aren't you hungry?"

there it is. The question I always hoped no one would ask, but Luke did. What to do now? Should I tell him about my anorexia? Or should I make some excuse?

*sigh* Decisions decisions.

"I'm not that hungry" I reply, shrugging.

"we've been walking for hours and I can literally swallow a whole food truck right now but you say that you're not hungry?"

"I'm really not hungry, Luke"

"look Ems, I know you are hiding something from me and it is not god to keep it bottled inside. Don't you trust me Ems?"

did I trust him? Of course I did. But I am not ready to tell him anything. He will think so lowly of me when I tell him. I don't know why Alice doesn't hate me. After what I have done, its pretty logical to hate me. Its impossible to like me, knowing that I killed not only me parents but also someone who would have been a part of our family soon.

"I trust you, Luke. I'm just not ready yet." I say slowly.

I hear him sigh, "okay Ems, but you can tell me anything you want, I'll always be there for you. Okay?"

It made my heart melt when he said he will be there for me. The feeling was good. It was good to know that someone cared about me.

I simply nodded without replying.

We ate our lunch and then left to continue our shopping spree.

"you know, you should take someone else instead of me as your date. I am not very good with impressing people and I might end up getting all of us embarrassed" I say while we are walking towards the next boutique.

"why? You're pretty confident and you can impress people easily." Luke says.

"I don't think so Luke. I am really awkward when it come to talking in public. Maybe you should take Millie as your date. She is pretty confident and she would never hesitate or talk awkwardly." I suggest.

"are you kidding me Ems? Millie? You want me to take Millie as my date? She is such a slut, I hate her and her fans who follow her around like they are lost puppies. You've got to be kidding me. Besides, who said you are awkward? You are confident and you can impress anyone easily Ems. Plus I'd rather go with you as my date than Millie."

I felt warmth spread through me as he said that he'd rather go with me. God why am I feeling this way towards him?

Its weird.

So anyways, let me tell you about Millie. Millie is the popular college bitch. Its been two months since college started and she has slept with nearly half of the boys in our class already. That girl lives for sex and attention. She is rich. She gets what she wants. She's been trying to get with Luke since college started. Throwing herself at him. And knowing that I am Luke roommate, I've received plenty of icy cold death glares from her. Though she hasn't bothered to talk to me, but she is always trying to push everyone away from Luke.

Luke completely ignores her. Which is a little surprising because I always thought of him as a player. But eversince college started, I haven't seen him with a single girl. That's odd, because the first day we met he said that it was so quick for girls to come knocking at his door when he had just arrived to college. But its been completely opposite of what I thought.

I guess I shouldn't judge a book by its cover.

"you okay?" I am snapped out of my thoughts when Luke asks that.

"yeah, I'm fine. Lets go." I say giving him a smile.

We enter the shop and I start skimming through dresses. Luke excused himself to somewhere but promised to be back soon.

I had to buy a long gown like dress as it was a pretty big event and it would be like a ball-like party. So everyone was expected to wear long dresses. While I was skimming, I choose three dresses to try. One was navy blue, long and sleeveless. The second one was grey but unlike the sleeveless one, this one had spaghetti strapped sleeves. The third one was black. It was short sleeved and looked simple but professional at the same time. it was slightly backless.

When Luke came back, we went to try on the dresses.

The first two dresses I tried, the navy blue and the grey ones were rejected quickly. They just weren't right. See there is not one single good dress in the world for me.

At last I tried the black one. I had a little hope for this one. Just a little. I slipped it on. Oh god! When I saw myself wearing the beautiful black dress, the little hope I had disappeared.

Its terrible!

It was clingy to my body at all the wrong places. It looked horrible. That's the worst dress so far.

I sighed. I had to show Luke this dress. I opened the changing room door and slightly stepped out. Luke was standing across the door, leaning against the wall waiting to see my dress like he did in each and every shop we had been to. How is he so patient with all this?

When I opened the door slightly, Luke's eyes met mine. I opened the door completely and got ready for another rejection of this dress. But I didn't hear anything except for

A gasp.

Luke's POV

I was waiting for Ems to come out of the changing room.

I was thinking about the lunch we had today. How Emily ate only a small salad saying she wasn't hungry. Its really weird. I'm not saying that Emily is weird, its her eating habits that have me concerned about her. She doesn't trust me I think. I have to find out about her eating habits more.

Why does Emily think so lowly of herself. She told me to take Millie as my date. Why? She thinks she is awkward and embarrassing to be around, which is not the case. Yes, Emily is shy at first because she doesn't open up to people too easily. But she is confident, she knows what to say and what not to. But she should not think so lowly of herself.

Right now I am waiting for Ems to show me her third dress I this boutique. I had excused myself earlier to go to the accessories store. While I and Emily were walking towards this boutique, I saw a pair of earrings on the way, I saw Emily eye them for a couple of seconds too. So when Emily was looking at the dresses, I went to the store and bought the earrings. They were silver with a diamond and were tear-drop shaped. They were not too big or small. They were the perfect size. And I knew they would suit Emily. They were a little expensive but its nothing I cant afford. I know Emily will not accept it. She doesn't like people spending money on her. She likes to buy things with her own money.

Emily.

She's been on my mind ever since I met her. She has made me attracted to her. There, I said it. I have feelings for Emily. I am admitting it to myself. The attraction I feel towards her is stronger than the attraction I felt towards Maria.

But the problem is, I cant trust myself. I cant help but feel insecure. Yeah call me gay or whatever but I don't care. Guys get insecure too. I feel insecure because I know Emily will probably leave me for someone better. I will never be enough. There is always someone better.

Besides, I don't think Emily likes me like that. She considers me as her best friend, nothing more.

I am pulled back to the present when I hear the door open. It opens just a little and I see Emily peeking out her head slightly. Her eyes meet mine and she opens the door fully ajar. That's when I see her dress.

I gasp.

That's the most beautiful dress I've ever seen. Its black with short sleeves and a little backless. Its hugging her body perfectly. The dress defines her perfectly. Its simple yet elegant. And Ems s looking like a Greek Goddess. She is looking so beautiful, elegant, simple and professional.

I didn't realize I'd been staring at her until I heard her speak,

"its bad, isn't it. I knew this is a horrible idea. God, I 'll just change" Ems says, entering the changing room but I quickly grab her.

"it looks beautiful, Ems" I say, sounding as honest as possible.

"don't you see this Luke. It's a disaster. Its clingy to all the wrong places. I'll just change." She says, trying to go to the changing room.

I grab her again and rest my hands on her shoulders. I look into her eyes and I see insecurity. Why does she think so lowly of herself? She is beautiful but cant accept it.

I prepare to give her a long ass speech.

And she better be ready to hear it.

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How is it? Please tell me. I really need some feedback to help me build the story line.

I am sorry for the POV changes. I know they jump from Ems to Luke and back to Ems. But I like writing the story with every incident in both of the protagonist's POV. I think it helps you to understand the character more. But if you don't like it, just tell me.

Please suggest names for cast.

Bye!

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