A/N This is a story I've been thinking about for a while now. I hope you enjoy. Hopefully I am able to write it well and get my ideas across. This is AU so it's no-where near canon. 3 x Scribble
The summer which had started on such a low note for the blonde beauty had slowly become the best months of her life so far; and it was just wishful thinking to think it could last forever. The one person who had ever been able to make her smile was soon to return to England, leaving Alison to face the long car journey back to Rosewood alone.
She had spent her summer in the world famous yet quiet, Cape May. Having never left Rosewood for that long, Alison had been scared; scared because she was stepping out of the comfort of the kingdom she had ruled for so long. The weekend before the drive had been spent screaming at her mum about how she would only be able to text her boyfriend Noel Kahn and how it broke her heart. Truth be told, this couldn't be further from the truth. She didn't give a shit about Noel. But knowing him, he would probably find some skank to fuck and bring Alison's reputation down to dirt when people found out. That was a price she was unwilling to pay. But, however much she persisted, she couldn't get her parents to change their minds.
Emily spent the first few nights of her holiday sitting alone at a bar, escaping the horror that was her large family squeezed into one small cabin. She shuddered at the thought. Ever since her american grandmother had fallen ill, her family spent as much time as they could in Cape May, near where she was being treated so that they could help her along the journey. Emily knew she should have been spending everyday next to her Nana's bed, holding her pale hand each step of the way, not getting drunk off her arse in some seedy bar; but she couldn't face it. She was scared. Ever since Em was a little girl, Nana had been the one person who understood everything: understood that she was gay and couldn't change that; understood that she felt alone, in need of love. No matter where either of them were, they would skype everynight, and just talk. That would all be over soon. Soon she wouldn't be able to run away for any longer. Soon she would have to finally face the fact that her best and only friend was dying and there was nothing she could do.
One night, a blonde staggered in through the rusting doors of the bar, her eyes falling upon the brunette in the shadows. She smirked at the fact that at least one person was having a crappier time that her.
The rest of the summer had past by in a happy blur. That night the girl's had started talking. Talking about everything, from their favourite ice cream flavours to their hot English Lit teachers. Of course, each girl missed out the important details: Emily never once mentioned her grandma and Alison never once mentioned her all-important reputation. For those short few months, it was almost as if none of it mattered. Their time together was everything and anything else was nothing.
Over time the girl's relationship became more and more loving. And by the end of the summer, they spent more time in Alison's bedroom, ;), than anywhere else. Of course, neither family knew about this.
Unfortunately, the girls' last day together had come quicker than expected, with Emily's mum whisking her off back to England for some kind of family emergency and Alison receiving alerts of vicious rumours being spread back home.
They never even said good-bye.
At least they had the memory.
A/N Remember this is only the prologue so don't worry that nothing has happened yet. This isn't my best work but I was a bit rushed. Oh well, hope you liked, the first chapter will be up very soon ;)
Love you all 3
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