Chapter 3.

                                    

                                          
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EMERY'S  POV
                          
Date; May 30th
                          
"Oh, yeah! Let me just tweet that Hayes Grier just knocked me down while playing football I think?" I joked and he laughed slightly to himself.
                          
"Is there any way I can get you to say 'I love you Delilah?"
                          
"Is that your name? Are you a fan?"
                          
"No, that's not my name. My friend is a big fan of you guys. And yeah I mean I guess, Dells usually watches you guys and you seem like a great bunch of guys."
                          
"Oh that's cool. Then what's your name?"
                          
"Emery."
                          
That's, different. I like it."
                          
"Thanks! But could I get that video? If you have time to of course!"
                          
"Yeah okay sure, I'd love too," he said as I got out my phone, giving him a thumbs up
                          
"Hi Delilah! I love you so much, thanks for the support and everything!" He said, waving and smiling to the camera.
                          
When I turned it off, he asked me "does she have Twitter?" 
                          
"Yeah, here," I said as he gave me his phone.
                          
"Oh she's a Nash girl. I'll tell him to follow her too."
                          
"She'd probably poop her pants. And wow she owes me big time," I laughed, and so did he.
                          
"Do you have a Twitter?" 
                          
"Pretty sure you can figure that one out. Look I gotta go Hayes. It was very lovely meeting you, goodbye!" I said walking away, smiling.
                          
HAYES POV
                          
Emery.. Such a pretty name. She's quite lovely. She seemed so, mysterious. When I looked in her eyes, there was no emotion what so ever; I loved looking in anyone's eyes and reading them; don't ask why though, because I don't know myself.
                          
I for some reason really wanted to see her again. Why? I don't know. She seemed so lovely to have as a friend.
                          
"Cmon! Hayes! What are you doing?" Nash shouted.
                          
"Apologizing to the girl I ran into. Let's get back to this sport, I have to beat you."
                          
EMILY'S POV
                          
"Is this real? Emery are you serious?" She asked me.
                          
I was showing her the video & her eyes were brimmed with tears.
                          
"Yeah. He ran into me. So I took the chance and asked him if I could have a video for you."
                          
"Thank you thank you thank you, so much Emery," she said hugging me tightly.
                          
"No problem, really. He's chill." I said as her phone went off.
                          
Her eyes went huge and started to scream, as she looked at me, her phone, me, her phone.
                          
"Emery what is this?! Hayes just followed me! I can't- NASH JUST FOLLOWED ME! EMERY DID YOU DO THIS?"
                          
"By that, did you mean give Hayes your Twitter because he wanted to follow you & he saw you were a Nash girl and had him follow you? Then yeah." I said, as she attacked me with hugs.
                          
"What do you want? How do I repay you?"
                          
"Dells. I don't want anything. He asked me for your Twitter, so he gave me his phone. I typed it in. He followed you. He told Nash. Bam!" I laughed, as she still had a dead serious look on her face.