Emilia POV
How can crying be so peaceful yet so exhausting? I was sitting on the bleachers while they announced the Homecomings court. Chloe was too busy being a drunk, Liam was nowhere to be found and I was there, being a couch potato.
''Why aren't you drinking?'' Chloe said to me. passing over a red plastic cup.
''I'm just tired.''
''What happened?''
''Nothing,'' I snapped. ''Don't worry about it.''
''Em--''
''-- Don't, okay? It's nothing.''
''Okay,'' she mumbles.
24k Magic by Bruno Mars blasted through the speakers, hyping the crowd to dance along to the lyrics. I was too sad to even dance to the song so I decided to go outside. I quaffed down the beer to my mouth and shook it off rigorously.
Heavy footsteps were coming to my way and I looked up to see Liam towering over me.
