A/N: I think Cece is one of the best characters on the show and there are barely any fic's with her so I'm doing my part to lift those numbers! Prompts accepted, but I'm not that into Cece/Jason tbh. Enjoy, let me know what you think! :)

"And does Emily still have that huge crush on you?" Cece asked with a laugh.

Alison rolled her eyes, "Of course she does, who could blame her?" she smirked.

"Is she still deeper in the closet than your Christmas presents?"

Alison chuckled, "Yep, but…"

"But?" Cece asked curiously.

Alison hesitated, "Well, she kissed me in the library the other day."

Cece looked surprise, "Really? Did you like it?" she bounced her eyebrows at her younger friend.

Alison laughed, "As if, I'm not gay," she rolled her eyes.

Cece nodded, but didn't miss the red tint on her friends cheeks. She wondered if maybe, just maybe Ali wasn't as good a liar as she thought.

"She's sixteen, dirt bag," Cece glared down the slurring college boy hitting on her friend until he backed off with his tail between his legs, "Scumbag," she muttered, "You alright?"

Ali shrugged, "I'm fine, Ce. I can take care of myself, you know."

Cece rolled her eyes, "Hey, my territory, my rules, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah," Alison sighed.

Cece smiled, "Come on, let's go back to my place, I'm done here."

"You mean there's no fresh meat tonight," Alison said knowingly, her lips tugging into a smile.

Cece laughed, "Maybe I should switch colleges. U-penn boys are too immature."

Alison giggled, "They worship you though."

"They're only human," Cece smirked as they got into her car, "How's Jason?"

Alison frowned, looking at the older girl, "He's fine," she shrugged, "I thought you were over him anyway."

"Of course I'm over him," Cece rolled her eyes, "I broke up with him, remember?"

Alison nodded, "Uh-huh, trust me I remember. He was sulking for weeks."

Cece sighed, "Yeah. Right."

Alison frowned at her oddly silent friend, neither of them speaking until they got to Cece's apartment. Alison crashed down on the couch and began flicking through the channels.

"Where do your folks think you're at tonight?" Cece asked, taking the seat beside her.

Alison smirked, "Sleep over with the girls."

"And why do the girls think you couldn't make the sleep over?" Cece tested.

"Because my mum's a bitch," Alison replied.

Cece smiled proudly, "Not a lie. You're getting good at this, you know."

Alison chuckled, "Yeah, well I've got a good teacher."

"Mm, this is true. So come on, no boys your own age? What's wrong with Rosewood boys?" Cece questioned.

Alison frowned, "I don't know. They're all… boring."

"Well, you don't always have to talk, you know," Cece grinned, "Aren't any of them good looking at least?"

Alison shrugged, "They're fine," she said shortly.

"You'll find one," Cece said confidently, "Just look at you."

Alison bit back a smile, "Thanks, Ce. I mean, they ask… but high school parties are just dull compared to these college parties."

Cece laughed, "Don't grow up too fast, Ali."

Alison nodded, "Cece, how old were you when you…" she trailed off.

"Sex?" Cece guessed.

"Yeah," Alison nodded, blushing slightly.

Cece thought for a moment, "Older than you, Ali."

Alison thought about pushing the topic but knew better.

"Oh," she settled with.

"Ali? Is there a boy?" Cece pushed.

"No," Alison said honestly, "There's not. I'd tell you."

"Good," Cece smiled, "You'd better."

"Of course I would," Alison insisted, "You're my best friend, I tell you everything."

Cece grinned, "Ditto. Have I ever told you you're very mature for your age?"

"Maybe you're just immature," Alison teased.

Cece pretended to look offended, "Whatever. I'm glad you came to Cape May that summer."

Alison smiled, "So am I. Even though you broke his heart, I'm glad you dated my brother so we could meet."

Cece smiled, "He'll be fine, Ali. He's a good guy."

Alison nodded and wondered why her eyes kept flitting to Cece's lips. She knew Cece was drop dead gorgeous, all the guys hung off her every word and she guessed she kind of did too. But it was just because they were friends, right? She liked having an older friend, it made her feel grown up. So why was her stomach in knots.

Next thing she knew her lips were pressed to the shocked one's of Cece's. For all of about three seconds before she realised what she was doing.

"Oh my god," she exclaimed as she drew away and stood up, backing across the room as far from her friend as she could get, "I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that."

Cece still looked surprised, "It's okay… Ali – "

"I should go," Alison walked towards the door.

"Ali," Cece stood up and followed her out, "You can't go now, it's the middle of the night. Just come and sit down."

Alison couldn't look her friend in the eye, "No, I'll just get a bus. I want to go."

"Ali," Cece sighed, "It's midnight, there's no busses until the morning. Seriously, I don't care what's going on with you. You think you're the first girl who's kissed me? You're not. It doesn't bother me."

Alison reluctantly sat back down on the couch, "I don't know why I did," she mumbled.

Cece took her hand and squeezed, "Can I ask you something, Ali? Promise to tell me the truth?"

Alison hesitated before nodding.

"Did you like it when Emily kissed you?" Cece asked softly.

Alison cursed herself for letting herself blush, "I don't know," she mumbled, "I think so."

Cece smiled, "There's nothing wrong with that, Ali. Like whoever you want to like. Own it."

Alison bit her lip, "I don't want to like Emily. I don't want to like girls. Rosewood isn't exactly cool with…"

Cece looked sympathetic, "Then you do what you have to do to survive, Ali. But you face it when you're ready to. Don't bury it for so long you forget who you are."

Alison nodded, "Sorry I…"

"Kissed me?" Cece finished, "It's cool. Do you… have feelings for me? I don't care if you do."

Alison was still avoiding her friends eyes, "I don't know. It's confusing," she paused, "I mean, you're my best friend and I look up to you. You've taught me a lot and you're always there for me," she frowned, "I don't even know what I feel anymore."

Cece put an arm around Alison's shoulder, "That's what being a teenager is all about, Ali. You're just trying to figure out your feelings," she pulled her friend close, "Don't stress about it, okay? You can talk to me about this stuff any time you want. I'm not going to judge you, alright?"

Alison nodded against her friends chest, "Thanks, Cece," she paused, "Um…"

"What is it?" Cece asked.

"You said I wasn't the first girl to…"

Cece laughed and shrugged, "Yeah, well I guess my charm doesn't only work on guys," she winked, "Plus, it's college. Girls get drunk and apparently I'm the one they want to kiss."

"Oh," Alison didn't know what to say, "Um. Do you like it? Kissing girls?"

Cece thought for a moment, "I don't mind it. I'm pretty open but I think labels are silly. I'm just going to kiss whoever I like. Whoever makes me feel good. Don't ever limit yourself, Ali. Remember that."

Alison nodded, "I will," she smiled before she yawned.

Cece smiled, "It's late, get some sleep," she pulled Alison off the couch, "Just remember, Ali, no matter how good or bad things get, I'll be here for you."

Alison smiled, "You too," she replied as she crashed onto Cece's bed, "Goodnight, Cece," she mumbled.