That annoying alarm went off an hour earlier than I needed to get up. I was actually kind of grateful because I really wanted that dream to end. All I could see was her beautiful blues eyes turn to pools; timed to every hurtful thing that came out of my mouth. I don't think I can ever forgive myself for making her cry like that. It literally cracked my heart to drive away from Alison that night. Hopefully I don't run into her today at school, considering it was the last day before summer. She's been calling my phone every day since we got out of A's hell whole; as Hannah called it.
"Good Morning princess," said a bright, blue eyed, blonde waltzing into my room; speak of the devil. It was Hannah with a not so typical smile and pip in her step.
"Ugh, why are you so happy?" I replied sounding jealous and a little bit ticked off that I'm the only one from the group in emotional agony.
"No particular reason, Em, Caleb slept over last night…" she trailed. And I couldn't help but zone out and into that scene that keeps replaying in my dreams and in my thoughts. I sighed, loud enough for Hannah to hear. "Am I boring you? Oh my God why aren't you dressed yet?"
I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and flew up at the time. I was an hour late meaning I must have spent over an hour and a half thinking about how much of a jerk I am. I dragged on some clothes, fluffed my hair and grabbed my toothbrush; all in under five minutes. I'm taking laps at the pool today so I'll shower then. I can smell pancakes downstairs and on Hannah's breath so I know mum was already up but I had no time for breakfast.
"Oh my God, were you two doing physics in there? You took forever!" Spencer complained and rolled her eyes alongside Aria, "Ali's probably waiting outside already." My heart collapsed making my eyes widen at Hannah. If panic was a person it would be me at this point.
"A-A-Ali's coming?" I struggled to ask.
"Y-Y-Yeah!" Spencer mocked as she pulled out of my driveway, "she asked for a ride today."
"Do you guys think that she's still angry at us?" Aria turned around staring at Hannah and I, then at Spence.
"We were the reason she ended up in jail. I don't think that hugs and kisses would erase any of that…" Spencer trailed.
"Not unless they're from Em," Hannah joked. But no one actually noticed the massive heart attack I was experiencing in the backseat. We pulled up to the Dilaurentis' house but she wasn't outside. Aria hopped out to go get her. I preyed on the opportunity to take shot-gun so that I didn't have to sit next to Alison. Spencer and Hannah looked at each other confused but I could care less, I just solved a major problem – on to the next.
She looked like a goddess walking down the porch steps; wearing a skin-tight Dolce mini-skirt. Gold curls dancing beside her and those eyes. You could spot those big blues a mile away. I could barely contain myself. My jaw physically popped open watching her every movement intricately. Hands down the most beautiful creature my eyes ever saw; my lips ever touched. Wow.
"Hey guys!" she greeted all at once as she slipped into the car. My lips moved but I couldn't get one sound out. Aria's brows furrowed as she saw me in her seat but she played along knowing fully well the reason I made the switch. The car ride was dead silent except for low tones of Florence and the Machine music coming from Spencer's playlist. I could see Ali in the corner of my eyes; hands crossed, fiddling with her phone. She could make anything look good, even murder. That's a dark thought. I have never been as happy to see the school's building. I jumped out and sped inside leaving the girls a distant confusion.
Last period. I walked into the class and took my usual seat; ignoring the stares and muffled back-talk from my classmates. Yes, I was kidnapped. Yes, I made it out alive. No, I was not sexually assaulted I thought to myself. The entire class, including the teacher went quiet. My eyes became saucers because they were all staring at me. That could only mean that I just said that out loud. Damn it. I looked around embarrassed and my eyes met with hers. Her eyes drowning in concern, a little embarrassed on my behalf. In one immensely distracting movement I grabbed up my things and headed for the door. "Emily?" the teacher called out to me. But there was no way I was staying in that class so I headed straight for the pool. I let out a deep sigh; dumping my belongings into the locker. I slammed the door then mushed my head against it. Loud bangs of stilettos marched in my direction. Oh God no! I knew that walk by heart.
"Are you okay, Em?" her voice was honey. And I trailed after each word. She took some falling hair and tucked it sweetly behind her ear, "Em?"
"I- I'm fine Ali, thank you," I muttered looking to the floor, "You didn't have to come in here…"
"I shouldn't have?" she interrupted, raising one brow as if she thought I really wanted her to. In a way she was right. I fantasized about similar scenarios before but right at that moment; considering everything that went down, I really wished she'd stayed in class. I know she was waiting for me to address the situation but I hadn't yet come up with a resolution. I was actually quite amazed that I could even speak to her at this point.
Slumping on one of the locker room benches, I looked up at her – her eyes stained in the darkest of blue – and I figured I'd wing it, "Look, Alison…" I paused thinking she'd interrupt and tell me I didn't have to say a word; that she knew exactly how I felt. But she just stood propped up against the lockers. I sighed. "… I – I don't know how to begin to talk to you right now."
She pushed off the lockers using her shoulders and sat next to me, raising my pores with her heat. "Is that why you've been avoiding me all day, today?" Alison returned flashing a seductive smile and staring right into my eyes. She took my hand and placed it in hers whilst biting her lip – God knows what that did to me. "I get it. I messed up. And you can't trust me anymore. But Em…" she trailed.
I jumped from the bench, pressing my lips together; with no idea what to do with my hands so they just hung beside me awkwardly. "No. No, Ali," I blubbered, tears forming, "I'm the one that's sorry. What I said to you that day. I…"
"Em…" she tried interrupting but I wasn't having it. It's now or never; I have to tell her how I feel.
"No! Listen," I cried no longer able to fight back the tears, "I should've believed you. I can't believe I said those things Ali. I – I – I'm so, so sorry Ali. I just… I just wanted it to be over so bad. I just wanted A to leave us alone." I came apart in the locker room next to the most beautiful girl in school.
Alison leaped up from the bench and in one move I was pinned between the lockers and her body. Her eyes burned with such passion that made every piece of me melt. My reaction was dressed in surprise almost like I was a spectator to the entire thing. I couldn't decide whether to look into those eyes or to gaze at her hot red lips. Is this really happening? As my lips quivered to say her name, she crashed hers into mine. I was completely restricted not by her hands but by the intensity of that kiss and I allowed myself to get completely lost in her. It was a good ten seconds before I could react by running my fingers between her golden curls. She released me. And without the support of the lockers I would've fallen. Her eyes scorched into mine when she did and her lips were millimetres away from mine. I could feel her hot breath against chin and then she whispered, "I knew you couldn't be done with me." A tiny smile crossed her face and she walked out of the room banging those heels into the marble. I was completely taped to the locker.
My lips were bruised and stung in such a sweet agony and I couldn't help but pass my tongue against it hoping to taste her again. I exhaled as if I had been holding my breath the moment she entered. I had no idea which part of it to focus on; her lips, the way she tasted, her provocative eyes or how she pinned me against the lockers. Either way I was too drunk off that kiss to go swimming. I'd probably sink to the bottom of the pool fantasizing about her. So I just went home.