Give Me Another Chance

Emily Fields stared at the girl in front of her, trying to find the right words to say. There was so much she needed to tell the love of her life that she didn't even know where to begin. She had hurt her. Badly. And she was terrified that if she spoke, if she tried to apologize, she would be rejected.

"Em?"

Paige's voice startled her out of her thoughts. She choked on nothing as she stared at the beautiful girl in front of her, holding two coffee cups. For her date with another girl. Emily swallowed the lump in her throat.

"Never mind, Paige. I don't want to keep you," she told her softly. Paige nodded, and Emily could see the concern in her eyes. That only made her want to cry more. She almost wished Paige hated her. She deserved it after the way she had treated her.

"I really do want to talk, Em," Paige told her, her voice gentle.

"Yeah," Emily replied. "Sure."

She watched as Paige left the Brew, left to meet her date. She didn't know how things had gotten to be how they were. She and Paige had been in such a good place before Alison had come back. For once in her life, she had actually been happy. If only she hadn't been so quick to side with Alison. If only she hadn't been so blind to the fact that Paige had only been trying to protect her. Maybe that lucky girl having coffee with Paige would be her.

Later that night, Paige texted her, asking if she could come over. Emily said yes, of course. She was afraid to hope as she watched Paige walk in, still dressed in her outfit from her date. Like last year after her date with Sean. She had come here for comfort and Emily hoped that was the case now. If Paige would let her, she would make things right.

"Thank you for letting me come here," Paige started softly, staring at the window seat. Their window seat.

"Always."

Paige turned to look at her. Emily stood, taking a deep breath. If she wanted any chance at all, she would have to apologize and she knew it. Paige knew it, too.

"I'm sorry, Paige. I'm so sorry. I know that won't change how much I hurt you but you need to know how much I love you."

"Emily-."

"I was so awful. I know that now. And worse than me falling for her lies, I hurt you. I can never forgive myself and I won't blame you if you can't forgive me, either."

Paige stared at her, and for a moment Emily was terrified she was going to leave. But instead she sighed and sat down on the window seat, looking at her.

"I was really angry at you, Emily," she started. Emily closed her eyes. "You hurt me. When I told you about what Alison did to me it was because I trusted you. And then when you found out she was alive you acted like you didn't even care how much she made me hate myself."

"I do," Emily protested, sitting next to her on the window seat. There were tears glistening in Paige's giant brown eyes. "I know I screwed up but you have to believe I cared. I haven't looked at her the same. I would do anything to prove that to you. Because I can do it right this time."

"I need more than words. I need to know you won't hurt me like that again. I don't think I could handle it," Paige replied, and Emily nodded, looking down. "That being said, I know what it's like to do things you regret. That you wish you could take back. You of all people know that about me. And if I recall, you gave me a second chance when I didn't think I deserved it."

Emily looked up hopefully. Paige smiled, reaching out to take her hand.

"Kiss me," she commanded, and Emily did just that with passion. She kept her hand on Paige's face as she pulled back, taking in every perfect feature of her up close. She loved this window seat.

"Does this remind you of anything?"

"What?" Paige asked, grinning.

"Your date with Sean," she replied, and Paige groaned.

"Don't remind me. At least Emma is a girl." She paused, taking Emily's hands in hers. "She was nice. But she wasn't you."

"I love you, Paige. And I'm not going to screw up this time."

"I trust you, Em. I love you, too."

Emily stood up, pulling Paige with her. She pulled her in for a heated kiss, holding her close.

"I'm going to prove to you now just how much you mean to me."

And without further ado, she slipped Paige's little black dress over her head.

"We need to talk to her now," Hanna insisted as she and Spencer walked up Emily's stairs. "If she's on our side now we need to get this done as soon as possible."

"I know," Spencer agreed. "I can't believe we got her and Aria to go along with it at the same time."

"Em!" Hanna shouted, throwing the door open. Her eyes widened as two girls sat up quickly, covering themselves with Emily's blankets. Spencer gasped and stepped out of the room as Hanna beamed, waving. "Hi, Paige!"

"Hi," Paige replied awkwardly, waving back. Emily groaned.

"Close the door!"

"Right. Sorry."

Hanna closed the door, turning to Spencer. Spencer shook her head.

"You are unbelievable."

"Thank you," Hanna replied cheerfully. "I guess we should come back tomorrow."

Spencer couldn't help but smile, glad that Emily and Paige were reconciling. Despite her past feud with Paige, she now knew that she could make Emily happy in a way no one else knew how, and after all they had been through that counted for a lot. So she and Hanna left, leaving their friends to work things out.

Author's Note: So that was my first story. Please review and let me know if you would like to see the makeup scene that wasn't shown.