So, I've decided to write a full Emison AU story over 2014 and I promise to finish it. This is based on a dream I had not long ago and I figured it would make a great story. There will be 3 parts to this story, which have 3 different focuses. I really hope you enjoy this because I think it will make me happy. Please review/favorite/follow so I know that people are interested in this. Updates will be at least every month, maybe more depending on work. Thank you so much! Aria, Spencer and Hanna will be included in this story at some point!

Spemily friendship. Sparia pairing. Hannily friendship. Haleb pairing. And of course EMISON.

Alison's POV-

"Mark, I need a double cafe no fat latte, please, stat." I shouted as I rushed around try to make everyone's orders. It was always so busy in the morning but it was kind of a buzz. Plus, I always make tonnes of money by opening at 7am.

"Mark! Hurry up!" I shouted in a whisper tone as he came fourth and delivered the order just nicely.

"Sorry about the wait ma'am." He apologized as both I and the customer were glaring at him.

"Good morning, what can I get you?" I asked returning to the till.

"I'll have a cappuccino with a side of you" I looked up and saw this spotty, most likely collage, guy grinning at me with a smug look on his face. This is the downfall of opening earlier, you have to deal with cocky students that think they have a chance with you.

"Honey, I've babysitted kids older than you. Now tell me your real order or jog on."

That wiped the smirk off his face as he trudged along back outside. An upside of this job, the satisfaction of being right.

3 hours later-

"So, what's got your panties in a twist this morning?" Mark asked me as he bit into a cinnamon swirl.

The shop was empty like it usually was at this time because everyone was at school or working. Mark and I were sat at a table enjoying the luxuries that are cake. This was always the best time of the day because all Mark and I did was gossip. That is the perks of having a gay best friend that works with you and the fact that you are gay yourself. There's always so much to talk about.

"Nothing, why?" I dismissed.

"Girl, I'm not stupid. What's going on?"

"It's just that lately I've been feeling really lonely, like for once I actually want someone in my life. I feel bad for Callie growing up without a second parent figure but when I tell people that I have a child, they always get freaked out and leave. It's like they think it was my choice. Callie is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I want to make her happy. She deserves more and I just feel like such a shit mother for not giving her that." I started getting angry and sad at the same time.

"Oh sweetie, I didn't know you felt that way. Come here." I scooted over and he held me in his arms as I bit back the tears. "Alison, you're the best mother anyone could have ever asked for. Callie is so lucky to have you and you're so lucky to have her. You've done what any other mom would've done to protect her. She loves you more than anything else in this world. Don't cry honey." He reassured me.

I only have a few real friends and I only have my sister. The rest all left me when I had Callie. I couldn't tell them the real reason. The only people that know what really happened is my sister and Mark and it took me 5 long years to tell him and my sister found out as soon as it happened. Rosewood fucks people over.

"God, you're such a good friend. Thank you so much Mark. I just - I guess I doubt myself a lot sometimes. I think I'm lonely; maybe that's it. But the problem is I just don't have time to date or go out looking for someone. And if I find them, I'll have to tell them about Callie. Everyone frowns upon teen moms. C'mon have you seen the reviews for that show? It's terrible."

"You don't have to look. The greatest love stories happen spontaneously and you'll know as soon as they walk through the door. It just takes longer for some people than others because you have to save the best for last." He winked at me which made me giggle.

"You've been reading too many classic romance novels, huh?"

"No. You clearly haven't been reading enough."

"Maybe so. I really need to start writing again. Who knows?, maybe I'll get published someday." I gaze across the empty cafe.

"You just might. Then you'll have a bunch of bitches lining up outside your door." He winked at me again and we both burst out laughing.

"You're insane." I laughed. "Anyway, we better get back to work. Or staring upon an empty cafe with the luck of old people walking in to ask where the town hall is for bingo. We live such a crazed life."

Emily's POV-

"Yes mom; look don't worry I'll be fine." I said with an annoyed tone whilst talking to my mother on the phone.

"I know honey. I understand how difficult this is for you but I have faith in you that you'll get your life back on track. Your dad would be proud of you. Okay, I better go. I'll call you later." She hung up.

I put my phone on the dresser and went to the draw to pick out my diary. The councilor said I still have to write in it every day because it will help me express my feelings. I hope she's right.

Dear No One

Well so far it's been 43 minutes since I moved back into Rosewood and I still don't know how I feel about it.

It's weird I guess but not the good weird. I mean I'm glad I have my own apartment now and it seems like a really nice place.

Honestly, I think I miss it. I don't really know why but I do. I miss Toby. He was my only friend. I just feel so lonely here.

Rosewood doesn't feel the same. There's something new and scary about it.

But maybe it's the good kind of scary.

Never thought I'd actually miss it. Crazy huh?

I spent 2 years wanting to get out and here I am; wanting to go back.

Anyway, I better go and see what life is like now with the sane people. Probably worse.

- Love always Emily.

I threw my diary on my bed; stood up, grabbed my coat and made my way for the door.

As I turned back round after making sure my door was locked, I realized I bumped into someone and knocked all of their stuff on the floor. Nice way to introduce yourself Em.

I reached down and began picking the books up off of the floor without looking up at the person. "I am so sorry. Here let me help you. I'm so clumsy. I'm sorry. I've just moved in and I'm probably making a fool of myself already. I'm sorry." I panicked.

I picked up the last book and stood up to give it to the person.

"You can stop saying sorry it's okay." She smiled.

"Sorr- uh. Oops." I laughed. The girl stood in front was brunette but she had her hair up in a messy pony-tail. She was petite but dressed very smartly and by the glance at the kind of books she dropped, you could tell that she was indeed intelligent.

"It's fine. I'm Spencer by the way." She juggled the books she was carrying and reach her hand out which I automatically shook.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Emily."

"Likewise. So uh I'm sorry but would you mind helping me carry these up to my apartment. It's only on the next floor. I uh was just struggling to carry all of them. I mean I know we just met bu-" Spencer rambled.

"I don't mind at all" I reached down to pick up the remaining fallen books and proceed to follow her lead.

Once we got up to the apartment, Spencer directed me to drop the books on the table. I looked around and she had a very nice place. I guess you could tell she had a lot of money from her first appearance.

"Um should I go or do you still need my help?" I mumbled.

She turned round and smiled at me. "Why don't I put the kettle on and we can get to know each other? Or do you have somewhere else to be? I don't want to keep you hostage or anything" We both giggled.

"No I don't have anywhere to be. I'll stay if it's no trouble." I said politely.

"No trouble at all. Tea or coffee or...?" She asked.

"Coffee's fine thanks, just one sugar."

Whilst Spencer walked towards the kitchen to get us drinks, I wondered around her living/dining room. There were all of these medals for science, maths, hockey, horse riding, flute, cello and so on. This girl must be wonder woman or something.

As I walked round, I noticed many pictures of her and the same girl. They seemed to be in many famous places around the world. I also didn't fail to notice in a few pictures they were kissing. Just as I picked up the picture frame to get a closer look, I heard Spencer walk in.

"Sorry." I apologized for being so nosy.

"No it's okay and if you're wondering who that is that is my um... girlfriend Aria, who lives with me. So, I'm gay. Is that going to be a problem?" She looked weary.

"You guys are cute together and no it's not a problem at all. I'm actually gay too." I placed the picture frame down and turned to face her.

"Oh, really? That's cool. So, Emily tell me about yourself." She smiled as we both sat down on opposite coaches.

"Er, well honestly I don't know what to say because I haven't exactly been in the best place for the past 2 years." I looked down.

I didn't think I would be so open and honest to a person I just met but strangely I feel like I can trust her.

"You were in prison?" She looked at me suspiciously.

Just say it. You have nothing to be ashamed of.

"No. I was- well I was in rehab - for the past 2 years." I sputtered out.

I heard her gasp quietly. "Oh, what for?" She whispered.

"Severe depression, self-harm and an eating disorder." I tried really hard to say. "Please don't tell anyone. I don't want them to think I'm a freak."

"Hey, look at me." I heard her say.

I lifted my head up and looked her straight in the eye. "You made it out. I know we just literally met but I'm so proud of you because you made it out. Some people don't. I lost my sister, Melissa, to depression 5 years ago when her husband was murdered. Heck, even I was depressed for a while. Thank you for being honest with me but I can assure you that you're not a freak. I promise not to tell a word." She smiled with a tear in her eye.

"Thank you so much. It actually felt so good to tell someone."

"I'm glad it was me. Look if you ever need anything please just knock on my door or call me- hang on..." Spencer reached into her trouser pocket and pulled out a white card and handed it over to me.

I looked down and it said:

Spencer Jill Hastings

378-400-1234

Hastings Justice

"Are you a lawyer then?" I asked as I looked up from the card.

"Yeah I am." She smiled.

"Wow. But you're so young?" I looked surprised.

"I'm 23 but I guess you consider that to be young. It's a family business my parents set up when they were younger that I now have taken over. I really didn't want to do it at first but then I did a course on law and actually found it very interesting so here I am. Have you literally just moved here?" The smaller girl asked whilst taking a sip of her drink.

"Nice and yeah I have. I used to live in Philly though before rehab and everything so I am kind of familiar with Rosewood. It's probably so different though now." I giggled as I copied her action and took another sip.

"It's actually not changed that much. How about we finish our drinks and I'll give you a little tour?"

"Yeah actually I really like that." I grinned.

20 minutes later-

"So do you plan on staying here now?" Spencer turned round to ask me.

"Yeah I think so. I mean I have no where else to be. My mum lives in Philadelphia so I'm fairly close to her still."

"I see. What about your dad?"

I flinched as soon as she mentioned the word. I convinced myself that I could tell Spencer anything but I'm not ready for this; not yet.

I think she knew I didn't want to talk about it because she changed the subject quickly.

"So, my friend Hanna should be here soon with Caleb. Ah! There she is! Hey Han!" I followed her gaze and saw a blonde headed girl making her way towards us, hand in hand with a guy.

"Hey Spence. Who's this?" She looked over to me confused.

"Hann-"

"Hey, I'm Emily. I just moved here and Spencer was just showing me around." I said awkwardly.

"Oh, well hi Emily. Good to meet you. This is Caleb... my husband." She nudged his arm.

"Hello." He waved as awkwardly as I did.

"So... where are you guys heading?" Hanna asked.

"I would take Emily to the grill but Ali's working so it's not like she could sit and chat. Well, Aria finishes work in like half an hour. We could go there now and see her? Then we could all meet at the Grille for lunch at 3pm? Sound good to you guys?" She looked at me, then Hanna and then Caleb.

"Sure, that's sounds good." Hanna and Caleb said in unison which made us all chuckle.

"2 questions. Who's Ali and where does Aria work?" I asked politely.

"Alison is my sister who works at the little coffee shop we walked passed earlier and Aria works at a children's nursery 10 minutes from here."

"Ah okay. That sounds cool." I smiled.

Aria's POV- 20 minutes later:

I glanced up at the clock. 10 minutes left. This day has felt like it has gone on for ages but don't get me wrong, I love my job but there's only so much screeching and crying I can handle in one day.

Just as I was about to put Leyla, a 7 month old baby girl, into her cot, I heard the bell for the front door go off to let me know someone has entered. It's probably one of the parents.

I walked out to the front and smiled when I saw Spencer waiting for me. I rushed over and pulled her into my arms.

"Hey honey, I missed you so much." I whispered in her ear.

"I missed you too. How has your day been?" She asked as she slid her hands down my body and rested them on my waist. My hands were wrapped gently around her neck. Even though it's only been a few hours since I last saw her, I had to leave really early this morning to go to work so I haven't seen her yet.

"Very loud. We just couldn't get the kids to sleep today; they just kept crying which is unusual. What about yours?"

"Mine was good. A girl named Emily moved in downstairs from our apartment and we accidentally bumped into each other. She helped me carry the books you ordered up to our apartment. We spoke a bit about things. Found out she's gay too. She said we were a cute couple. I showed her around Rosewood and she is currently waiting in the car for us. If you're not too tired in a bit I said we could all go for lunch with Hanna and Caleb?"

"So... this Emily... she's gay?" I arched my eyebrow. Don't get jealous. Don't get jealous. Getting jealous.

"Yeah! How cool! Aria we can finally have a gay friend and if we find her a girlfriend then we could all double date." She was getting excited. "Wait a minute... you're getting jealous. I know that face!"

"I am so not getting jealous." I lied unconvincingly.

"I hope not because you have nothing to worry about okay? I love you; no one else." She gazed at me and made me fall in love with her all over again.

"And I love you too. But if she tried anything, I swear I-" I was cut off when I felt Spencer's lips pressed to mine. The kiss was short but sweet.

"Come on, we better go. Are you hungry?" She asked sweetly.

"...Yeah"

Emily's POV-

Today was probably the most eventful day I've had in a really long time. I met Spencer and we instantly became friends. It's really reassuring to know that I've got at least one person here. Hanna was really sweet as well and the way she acted around Caleb, you'd think they've been married for years when they haven't even crossed their first year anniversary.

I wasn't sure what to make of Aria. I think that she is a really lovely person but I don't know, I got a vibe off of her that she didn't like me. I was nothing but kind to her so I don't see what her problem is.

Everyone was trying to find out loads about and I told them the basics and my interests but not about my past. I thought about it a lot today and I think I only want Spencer to know about rehab. I don't think it's anyone else's business to know and I really want to put the past behind me and start a new life here in Rosewood.

Even though it was late I decided to go out and find a nice place to get a warm drink. Spencer pointed my to this little coffee shop earlier where she said her sister worked. If this Alison person is anything like Spencer, I guess I'd make another friend.

I walked in and noticed I was the only customer in there but then I remembered it might be closing time. I turned back round to leave but stopped when I heard a voice.

"I was just closing up but could I get you anything?" The sweet voice said. I turned around to see who the voice was coming from.

I felt like someone had swept me off feet and my stomach started raging with...butterflies? What is going on Emily? Pull it together. Everything was suddenly in slow motion. She's beautiful, like really beautiful. I felt like I was speechless and I gasped as no words were coming out. We bother stared at each other intently, without saying a word. She was over 5 meters away from me and the effect she had on me made me weak at the knees.

"I-I'm I'm sorry. I- uh I should um go then if y-you're clo-sing up. S-sorry to b-bother you." I turned round to leave.

"Hey, don't go. I can get you anything, it's on the house. I'm the only one in here and I was just cleaning up but y-you should stay. Yeah, y-you s-should stay well if you w-want to." I heard the sweet voice stay again.

I turned round again and she still had the same effect on me. What the hell is this? What's going on?

"Um o-okay but I'll pay. I don't want you losing money because of me." I shyly answered after a moment of silence. This can't be that bad.

"No really it's okay, it's on me. It's not everyday a pretty girl walks in here who catches my eye." She smiled bashfully.

Wait...was she flirting with me? She called me pretty.

I didn't say anything, I just tried to hide the blush forming on my cheeks.

"What drink do you want?" I watched her as she walked to the front of the shop and prepared something.

"Raspberry green tea, please."

"Good choice. Do you mind if I sit with you or are you taking this out?" She asked still with the same grin on her face.

"We can sit in here, I don't mind. I might get the chance to get to know a beautiful lady like yourself." I flirted back. This time she was the one trying to hide the blush on her cheeks but failing badly. Nicely done Em.

"Go find us a table or we could sit on the comfy sofa's? I'll bring you your order."

I made my way to the sofa's and sat down comfortably. I watched from a distance and admired her beauty.

She was tall, but not taller than me. She was petite and her hair was blonde and straight. There was something about her eyes that drew me in and her smile was so cute. I want to be the reason for her smile.

"I hope this is okay." I hadn't noticed she was already sitting in front of me. I looked at the table and I'm pretty sure she got my order right but to the left of my cup was a heart shaped cookie followed by the same for her.

I snapped out of my daze. "Yeah this looks great, thank you." I quietened down, picked up the cookie and began eating it. I believe it is the best cookie I've ever eaten. "Mmmh did you make these?" I asked.

"Yeah I did. I warmed them up as well because everyone likes warm cookies." She giggled. Her laugh was adorable.

"That's true. I'm eating your cookies and I don't even know your name." I looked up at her.

"Alison. I've given you cookies and I don't even know your name." She arched her eyebrow as she took another bite of the cookie.

"Emily. Wait... you're Spencer's sister?" Everything was starting to make sense.

"Yeah I am. How do you know her? She questioned.

"I met her today. I just moved in the floor below her." I smiled.

"Then we live in the same place." She grinned. "I live on the floor just above Spence."

"That's cool." My face was beaming.

"Yeah." She stared at me intently as I stared back. "So, Emily, tell me about yourself and I don't mean the boring crap. I want to know who you are because I don't think today will be the last day I ever see you."

Hope you enjoy the chapter!

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