Chapter 1

She walked to class through the empty school halls, of course being late as per to her least favourite class - English. Alison never understood the purpose of studying Romeo and Juliet. The book was hundreds of years old and the language in the book was never spoken these days so why the hell should anyone care about it? She reached for the handle and twisted it and entered the classroom with all eyes on her.

"Alison. How nice of you to join us. Take your seat," Mr. Fitz greeted with a hint of sarcasm. With Alison usually being late, he doesn't bother to ask for an explanation as to why she's late anymore.

Alison shot her signature smile at Mr. Fitz and walked to her seat at the top right corner of the class, beside Hanna and in front sat Mona Vanderwaal. She sat her bag carefully down beside her chair and bent over to take out the copy of Romeo and Juliet with a sigh. Once she was organised, she turned her head over to her direction. The one who made her heart race just a little faster whenever near her. She caught Emily's eye as she turned around, giving her a small smile and turned back to focus on the lesson. Her smile was definitely one of her best features, the way her lips curled up made Alison's heart melt and could probably have the same effect on many others. These feelings started when Emily and her had gotten closer over summer when it was just the two of them who spent most of it together with Hanna being at Fat Camp and Aria in Iceland. They did spend some time with Spencer but most days she was busy with activities which would increase her chance of getting into UPenn, her dream college. It started shortly after Emily had just come out and how they would 'practice' kissing together. The more they kissed, the more Alison enjoyed it. The fullness and softness of Emily's lips made her crave Emily more. It was much better and different than kissing a guy, who usually kissed too roughly or just didn't know how to properly kiss. Not to mention their lips were never as soft as Emily's. It wasn't until Emily decided to tease her one day about how she secretly enjoyed kissing Emily, only for Alison to shoot her down.

"Trust me, if I'm kissing you, it's because it's practice for the real thing."

One thing Alison would never admit is that the practice is much better than the real thing. Her and Emily remained close and still kissed, despite what Alison thought. This only led to Emily falling for her even harder, doing the same to Alison although she would never admit to herself. The only difference was that Alison knew how Emily felt towards her.

Once Alison realised she was thinking about Emily in that way again, she mentally slapped herself and rubbed her temples. There's no way that the Queen Bee could have fallen for another girl, right? Alison on a daily basis tries to convince herself that she loves boys. She even sleeps with them just to prove to herself that she does love them but in the moment, she can't help but wish it was Emily who she was pleasuring or vice versa. Alison knows how Emily feels about her, she has her wrapped around her finger and knows she will always probably have this effect on her. Neither of them could stay mad at each other for long and Emily always stood up for Ali, no matter what the situation. Even if it was coming from any of the other girls, Emily would always take Alison's side and that was only one of the many reason's Ali loved her.

Alison lay on the grass, soaking up all the sun she could get in this hot summers day reading a book. She was so concentrated on the book she hadn't noticed the tall figure standing in front of her, shading her face from the sun.

"Hey, you." Emily smiled.

Alison jumped at the sound of Emily's voice and pulled the book away from her face.

"Oh hey, killer." Alison greeted.

"What are you reading?" Emily asked as she sat beside Alison.

"Great Expectations. Want me to read it to you?"

Emily nodded for Alison to proceed.

"I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. Did you get to that part yet?"

Emily nodded and smiled in response as Alison closed the book. Emily leaned in and pressed her lips against Alison's for a few seconds and pulled away, looking into her eyes. Although she knew Alison would never feel the same, she could still wish. What she didn't know that Alison's heart rate increased to an abnormal speed from the contact. With her being the great actress that she is, she smiled sweetly at Emily as if it meant nothing to her.

"It's hot today." Alison moaned as she stood up to make her way indoors. Emily followed behind her like a lost puppy. "Juice?"

Emily nodded and watched Alison grab the orange juice from the fridge. She couldn't help but admire her figure as Alison tiptoed to reach the glasses in the overhead cupboard, revealing the tattoo on her waist, something written in Chinese Emily couldn't understand but whenever she asked Alison what it meant, she would never say. She also couldn't help but notice how tanned her body looked from sunbathing in her bikini for the past few days. Emily quickly snapped out of her trance when she heard the sound of the glass hitting the worktop. As Alison poured the juice into one of the cups, Emily approached her from behind kissed her neck as she did so. Alison closed her eyes at the contact, loving the warmth of Emily's lips on her flesh skin. Alison quickly sat the juice back on the worktop and turned to face Emily, who now just stood staring at her, fearing she would be mad. What she completely unexpected was Alison's next move. Alison forcefully connected their lips and hungrily kissed Emily. When Emily finally processed what was happening, she began to respond to the kiss just as eager. They kissed for several minutes as Alison wrapped her arms around Emily's neck, pulling her impossibly closer until they both needed a breath of air. Emily looked Alison straight in the eye, confused by her actions.

"This doesn't mean anything, okay? Speak a word of this and you'll regret it." Alison warned her sternly.

Emily was too speechless to speak and before she even had time to respond, Alison had crashed their lips back together. Alison was becoming more aroused by the second as they kissed which lead to her next move. She broke the kiss for a brief moment, searching Emily's face and saw nothing but lust. They reconnected their lips once again and Alison run her hands down Emily's sides but only to have them be quickly pushed back up to her neck. Alison took this as an opportunity to jump up into Emily's hands and did so. She wrapped her legs around Emily's waist as Emily caught grip of her without breaking the kiss.

"Upstairs." Alison mumbled against Emily's lips.

Emily almost couldn't believe what was really happening here but immediately obliged. She made her way upstairs with Alison still wrapped around her waist, kissing her deeply. Once she approached Alison's room, she nudged the door open with her foot and made her way towards the bed, careful not to trip over anything. She broke the kiss to lay Alison down on the bed and crawled over on top of her, watching her as she breathed unevenly.

"Remember. This means nothing."

The words broke Emily's heart because she knew none of this would mean anything to Alison. She knew this was just another way for Alison to play with her feelings but she couldn't find the power to reject her, she was drunk on Alison. Before Alison changed her mind, Emily hovered over and leaned down to kiss her gently. Alison cupped both Emily's cheeks with her hands, enjoying the gentleness of Emily's kiss. She switched positions with Emily so she was now the one on top and began to leave a trail of kisses down her jaw. She was high from Emily's scent and it only made her crave her more, wanting to explore every part of Emily's body. Emily tilted her head further back as she began kissing the sweet spot on her neck, allowing her better access. As she sucked and licked her neck, Alison tugged on the hem of Emily's shirt and slowly revealed more and more of Emily's toned abs. Panic struck Emily when she realised Mrs. DiLaurentis may be home and tilted Alison's head with her finger.

"Where's your mom?"

"Relax, Em. She's out." Alison smirked.

Alison got back to work and removed Emily's shirt completely with help and tossed it to the side of her bed, now leaving Emily with a bra and shorts on. Sure, Alison had seen Emily in bikinis before but seeing her in a bra was just different. She had always seen Emily as beautiful but this sight made her realize she was not only that, she was hot. Something Alison classed as being completely different. She smiled at the beauty below her and ran her hand down Emily's stomach.

"Ali! Are you home?" They both heard a voice from downstairs.

Alison quickly pounced off Emily, the timing couldn't be worse. Emily quickly got up off the bed and put her shirt back on and fixed her hair in the mirror, not wanting to look suspicious.

"Fuck! Why is she home?!" Alison groaned and furrowed her eyebrows at Emily.

Emily remained silent and shrugged her shoulders, feeling slightly awkward and grabbed a magazine from Alison's drawers and flicked to a random page, pretending to be interested in an article about things no man will understand. She silently sighed as one of the headings stood out to her: "Having to learn how to walk in heels like a normal person and not a doofus". Alison on the other hand had already made her way downstairs to greet her mother who was unpacking groceries.

"Oh good, you're home. Why was the back door left wide open for anyone to walk in here?" Mrs. DiLaurentis asked.

"Must have been Em. She's upstairs. It's hot, at least let some air in." Alison rolled her eyes.

"I see that. Your cheeks are quite flushed there. If it's too hot put the AC on. Leaving the door open will only let more heat into the house."

"Okay, whatever mom. I'm going back upstairs." Alison moaned as she felt her face turn a deeper shade of red from not noticing her cheeks were flushed probably because of what just almost happened.

She entered the room and closed the door without looking at Emily who was already looking at her.

"Were you just going to use me, Ali?" Emily asked, completely taking Alison off guard.

"Use you?"

"Yeah. Use me. Was this another one of your little childish ways to hurt me?"

Alison was taken aback by Emily at this point, never having seen Emily act this way towards her. Emily would always do as Alison wished and never said a word about it. Sex with her was just a step too far. Alison hung her head, feeling flustered.

"Well? Was it? "Emily asked, becoming impatient. "Of course it was. It always is with you."

Alison snapped out of her thoughts and brought her head back up to look Emily in the eye and approached her slowly. She could see Emily was angry, knowing she had to be serious with her.

"I told you, it meant nothing. So yeah, I was using you."

"You're my best friend, Ali. How could you do this to me? Don't you care about me at all?"

"You didn't stop me." Alison replied defensively.

"You're right about that. I wish I actually had. You're a selfish bitch." Emily snapped, tears forming in her eyes.

"You knew all this to begin with Emily. If you don't like it, get out." Alison was now inches away from Emily's face, glaring at her coldly.

Emily often wondered if Alison ever got bored of being a bitch to people and she just couldn't for once in her life let someone love her, although most of the time she didn't deserve to be loved. Emily sometimes hated herself for loving Alison, the whole town of Rosewood almost wanted her gone because of how she treats people and her attitude. She didn't understand how someone could have the heart to be so mean to people, Alison was the complete opposite of Emily but that didn't stop her from loving her. Emily did as Alison said and chucked the magazine to her side and trudged out of the room with tears still evident in her eyes, once again hurt by Alison. Will she ever learn?

Alison let out a frustrated sigh and fell back on her bed, looking up the ceiling. She heard her mother and Emily speak for a few seconds and the sound of the door closing shortly after. She just couldn't face her feelings towards Emily because in all honesty, they scared her. If people found out about her sexuality, she was pretty sure they wouldn't look at her the same of think of her as the 'Queen Bee'. Another reason she loved Emily was her courage. Emily had the courage to come out, unlike her. Something she wished she could do without fear. She pushed her argument with Emily out of her mind, knowing Emily will forgive her in a few days time as she always does.

A/N: Should I continue? Feedback is always welcome! If I do, future chapters will be longer. I always tend to make the first chapter short.