Hey guys! Short fiction because I love writing one-shots! Anyway this is pre Ali leaving and Emily is so fetus she might as well be a baby. There is no A -Enjoy!
Emily's POV.
Looking at my watch, I see that it's 8:30 pm, I'm right on time. I knock on the door and am greeted with a smile. A smile that would brighten even the darkest of days and make me blush every time it is sent my way. I've never slept over in Ali's house alone, never mind her bedroom. Usually it was the girls and I and we slept in the living room. Ali hated us going into her room, I don't know why but every time one of us would enter it without her accompanying us, se would lose it.
"Well are you going to come in or just stand outside as we heat the outdoors." Ali says jokingly and I smile, looking down to hide my dimples. Ben at school told me they made my cheeks look fat. Ben's my boyfriend. He's on the swim team like I am so a match made in heaven, I guess. There's a problem though, when I'm with Ali I feel like I can fly, like there is literal fireworks going off in my stomach and when I'm with Ben... Let's just say I feel like I do when I'm in a math class, confused. I feel a hand grab my wrist and pull me inside.
"Sorry, I've been zoning out." I state quietly becoming even more shy than normal. Ali just looks at me and huff's before plastering on a fake smile. "That's Ok, Killer. Let's just grab some chips and head up to my room to hang out." I nod my head and follow her to the kithen, focusing on both reality and what's been going on in my head. I snap out of my daze when a bag of chips comes flying at me from across the counter, giving me just enough time to react and catch them. Sour cream and onion, my favorite. Looking up, Ali smiles and me and grabs two from the fridge before walking out of the kitchen.
I follow her up the stairs and turn right, entering her room. It's different then the last time I was in here, more pink then the last time for sure.
"You like it?" Ali asks, catching me examining her room and I just smile and nod. She giggles and I look at her confused. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just that you've said under 10 words to me since you got here yet seem to be having a good time staring at my new pink walls in my room. It's cute Em." She states simply and I blush.
"So what do you want to do?" She questions and I smile at her knowingly. Every time we hang out, just Ali and I we watch at least one Harry Potter. Ali says their stupid and unrealistic but I can see her lips move to every sentence Hermione say's. She secretly loves the movies, the books even more so but refuses to accept it. It's stupid but probably has something to do with her reputation.
"Not again Em! Every time we hang out there is some stupid ass Harry Potter movie on. You know I hate them!" I giggle.
"But you know I love Harry Potter! Pleaseeeee we only have to watch one tonight! You're lucky because for our first official sleepover, just us, I wanted to watch all 8." She groans and leaves the room going to find the Harry Potter box set Jason got for Christmas one year. The DiLaurentis parents are so out of touch with their children they thought a 18 year old stoner would want a harry potter box set. Even the thought of it made me want to roll my eye's but it has been put to good use because of me anyway so I can't really complain. Quickly, I put on my pair of sweatpants and tank I brought over before Ali returns, 8 DVDs in hand and smiles. "Just for you, we will watch the first four tonight and the next four tomorrow. You can stay over tomorrow for a bit right?" She asks. Almost sounding hopeful. I nod and grab her computer off of her dresser, placing it on her bed. I open the DVD tray on the side of the computer and sit down crossed legged on Alison's bed. To say I'm rigged would be an understatement, I probably look like a wooden board my back is so straight. A hand pulls my right shoulder and I fall back against Alison's pillows and headboard.
"I'm not going to bite Em. We've been best friends for years silly." I smile and she puts her arm around my shoulder. As soon as her arm is placed my whole body fills with warmth and my neck feels as if it's on fire. I lean in and the movie vegans to appear on the small computer screen at out feet. As the theme song begins to play I close my eyes and lay my head on Ali's shoulder, making her arm fit even better into place.
The movies fly by and before I know it the clock reads 3:34 am. The end credits to Harry Potter the Goblet of Fire floats by and I unwrap Ali's arms from my neck. Closing the lap top I carefully place it back on her dresser and look at the sleeping beauty herself.
"You're staring," she states simply after a couple more seconds and I lower my head. "I was just... I'm like." I stumble to find the right words, knowing I've been caught.
"It's ok. You're cute when you don't know what to say." I smile and look around at anything that looked like it could distract me. Ali gets out of bed and grabs some clothes off of her floor. "I'm just gonna go change, I'll be right back."
"Ok." I reply simply and once she is gone get under the covers, instantly becoming tired and comfortable. I turn my back away from her door and shut my eyes, trying to block out the small amount of light her lamp on her desk admits. A few moments later I hear the door open and smile as a body hits the bed beside me.
"Do you want the light off?" She questions quietly and I turn to look at her. "You sleep with the light on?" I ask and all she does is give me a small nod. "Then leave it on," I state and she releases a breath.
"Tonight I think I'm gonna turn it off actually. Plus, it is only the dark." She gets back out of bed and turns the light off before the faint sounds of feet walk back to bed. My eyes adjust to the darkness and I look up to Ali's ceiling to find little stars. Small neon ones that you could buy at a toy store, covering her whole ceiling, creating a universe in her own bedroom. The bed dips once again as Ali's body relaxs into her own bed. A silence envelops us but it is not awkward surprisingly. After a few minutes, Ali speaks.
"I... I'm scared of the dark so a couple years ago I put those up to help. They make my room a bit brighter and stuff." Ali tries to play it off cool but I can tell that even though they are just stares they provide some sort of comfort to her. "Well I like them. They make it seem like you're in the middle of space." I state back. Ali shuffles closer to me and even though it is pretty dark, I find her piercing blue eyes staring back at me.
"You are so beautiful Em. Don't listen to him." Ali recommends and I gulp. "He's only trying to help." I reply. Her head shakes and then she laughs.
"He doesn't deserve you. You're to pure for him and way out of his league." I smirk as she complements me, knowing that she means every word she says, especially when she is just talking to me. I feel her hand rest of my cheek and then slide to the back of my neck before closing the gap between our lips. I lay there shocked for a few seconds before I feel a sort of urgency. As if Alison's kiss was air and I needed more of it. My hands cradle the back of her neck, and I feel her tface.e push to gain access to my mouth what I willingly agree too. We part only when we need air and after a few seconds of hard breathing, she begins to giggle.
"What is it?" I question.
"You are like those stares on my ceiling, bright and beautiful and comforting and amazing but not everybody gets to see that." I pull her into an awkward laying down hug and fall asleep within seconds, a smile still displayed on my face.