From Emily's point of view

Owen's expression was dead serious, the same one I'd seen on him many times before. 

I could help but freeze now that I saw that expression of his again.

But I quickly snapped out of it and crossed my arms over my chest. "I just don't want to learn to swim. Why did you have to yell at me?"

Owen quickly apologized. "Sorry about that, I got a bit impatient. If you're not up for learning to swim right now, that's cool. We can always give it another go later." 

He extended his arms for a hug, but I rebuffed him. However, on his second...