Soo I haven't written anything in like forever, my apologies guys :)) here's an emison one shot, which I may decide to turn into a fanfic, depending on the feedback I get from it.
Prompt: "Board Shorts" breaks up with Ali, leaving her as a mess. She turns to Emily for support and of course, Emily is there to save her and help her, as a friend.. even if Emily wants to be more than that. Enjoy guys!
Whenever someone said 'Alison Dilaurentis' the words that came into mind for most people were 'bitch' or 'mean girl' or something along the lines of those. Even Ali's best friends thought of her like that sometimes, for example Hanna surely did when Alison made comments about her weight or called her 'Hefty Hanna' or Aria certainly did when she brought up her dad's affair, Spencer certainly did when she brought up Ian, or whenever she challenged Spencer to one of those legendary power struggles ( which Ali always won, of course ). But, no matter what Alison said about or to Emily, the brunette always looked at Alison with nothing less than love and admiration.
This was probably to do with the fact that Emily Fields was desperately in love with Alison Dilaurentis. Of course, it's not like Ali would ever be into that, so Emily kept her feelings under wraps, at least most of the time. She may have had a couple slip ups but for the most part, her feelings for Alison remained hidden. Even if Alison felt the same about her, her mother would never accept it, after all, she wanted Emily to be the 'perfect daughter' and Emily tried. But that was hard when she was in love with her best friend. And it was probably this love that encouraged Emily to always be there for the blonde mean girl.
So naturally, when Ali called her at three in the morning, sobbing over the phone, Emily shot out of bed and forgot all about sleeping and the dream she was having ( which, as per usual, included her and Alison..)
"Em.. please can I come over? I know it's late and you were probably sleeping and I'm so sorry that I woke you but I just really need someone right now and I can always trust you and you're my favourite and-"
Emily cut Alison off.
"Ali, of course. Come over." Emily whispered into the phone. She knew Alison would be smart and would climb up through Emily's window. Emily also knew she wasn't getting the cold, queen bee side of Alison tonight, she could hear by the blonde girl's voice that she was badly damaged and that she most certainly needed someone. So Emily waited, patiently. And it most certainly didn't take Alison long to get there.
Emily was prepared for almost everything when Alison finally came climbing through her window. But she could never prepare herself for the sight of Alison, shivering from being in only a short tank top, tears mixed with makeup running down her face as she continued to sob quietly. Emily immediately stood up from her bed and walked over to the blonde. She grabbed one of her hoodies and offered it to Alison to put on, which Alison gladly accepted.
"Alison, what the hell happened?" Emily asked, worry laced through her voice.
Alison walked through the park, it was definitely too cold for what she was wearing. And she cursed herself for not bringing a jacket of some sort. She finally came to where she was meeting her older boyfriend. A small coffee shop in Ravenswood. Because almost no one knew her here and she couldn't risk possibly getting caught by anyone she actually knew. She strode over to the table where she saw her man, drinking a beer.
"Hey gorgeous, glad to see me?" She raised an eyebrow as she stood in front of the guy.
"Alison.. we need to talk." He sighed, shaking his head in that disapproving way you see people do in movies. Alison filled with worry. What could this possibly about..
"So lets talk."
"Look, this has been fun and Alison you're a great girl but.. how the hell could you not tell me how young you really were.." He looked up at her and she almost squirmed, for once, she wasn't sure how to get herself out of this lie.
"I didn't think it mattered. Come on, you like me and I like you. Who cares what age I am?" She kept up her confident facade while on the inside, her heart was pounding and her head spinning only just slightly.
"It's illegal Alison. And I'm not doing it. We have to end this. Now. I'm sorry. But it's best if you go." He shook his head in that disapproving way once again and as he finished his sentence, Alison ran outside, and far away until she finally stopped. That was when she called Emily. She couldn't have anyone see her cry, but with Emily, it was different. With Emily, Alison could be herself, completely.
By the time Alison finished explaining her story in shorter words to Emily, the brunette girl had already been holding Ali close to her. Never wanting anyone to hurt her ever again. Alison was hers, or at least Emily wished she was. But nonetheless, she would continue to protect Alison as if she were.
"He's a jerk, he doesn't deserve you Ali." Emily whispered, pressing a gentle, almost nonexistent kiss to Alison's head. Although this kiss may have been as light as a feather, Alison felt it and it made her smile ever so slightly through her tears.
"This is why you're my favourite Em. You never take anyone's side but mine. Thank you for that." Alison whispered back softly. This was a completely different side to her. This Alison was vulnerable, scared and insecure. And only Emily would ever get to see her like this.
"You should try and get some sleep Alison. I'll be right here. I'll wait for you to fall asleep." Emily said softly, before adding, "If you want something to sleep in, I can grab something for you." To which the blonde nodded her head yes and momentarily glanced down at her jeans, which were devilishly uncomfortable. Emily stood up and walked over to the cupboard where all her sleepwear was held.
"Is a long shirt okay?" She asked softly and turned back to present the shirt to Alison. Alison nodded and smiled.
"It'll be just fine, thank you Em."
Emily brought the shirt over to Alison and smiled softly, handing it to her. "Oh.. I can um.. I can turn around or you can go to the bathroom to change or something." Emily blushed and looked down at her hands.
"No, it's fine. You don't have to turn away or anything." Alison said softly and began to strip down out of her clothes and into the shirt Emily gave her. Emily wanted to turn and look away, give Ali her privacy but she couldn't help herself. No matter how hard she tried to turn away, she just couldn't. Alison was just so beautiful. Emily studied her pale back, and couldn't help studying the matching lingerie set Ali wore. Now is not the time. Emily thought to herself and shook herself out of her thoughts.
"You're beautiful Ali." Shit. Did I just say that out loud? Emily cursed herself in her head. Would Alison even want to sleep in the same bed as her now? Alison turned around, now fully dressed in Emily's shirt.
"Why thank you, you're not too bad yourself there, Fields." Alison replied and Emily could have swore she saw the slightest hint of a blush to the blonde's cheeks but she decided not to comment on it. Instead, she just got under the covers and invited Alison to join her. Alison slid into the bed next to Emily and cuddled close to the brunette. Emily waited for Alison to fall asleep, as promised. Or at least, until she thought Alison had fallen asleep due to her levelled out breathing.
"I love you." Emily whispered, her voice barely audible. As she too closed her eyes and began to let herself sleep into a deep slumber. Alison, who was facing away from Emily, almost felt her heart stop at the other girl's words. Her lips curled into a small smile as she just cuddled closer into Emily.
So! There's that! I hope it wasn't too short and shitty but I'm a bit rusty with writing. I really enjoyed writing this though, so I may write more. This was super fluffy and just cute but maybe I will explore smut in the future! I know this doesn't follow how Board Shorts and Ali's relationship went but I'm doing it my way in this for the sake of fetus Emison because let's admit, they would have been adorable! That's all!
Kisses, - D