He hated them. With all his heart. It was a deep hatred. Even if they had secret make outs.

He was a groomsman for his moms friend. So were they.

After the ceremony, they were all sitting at the men’s table. They got up and went to the bathroom.

Emmett watched him leave. After a few moments he excused himself and followed him, walking into the bathroom and locking the door behind him.

“What the hell, dude?”

Emmett walked over and technically pinned him to the counter.