Well here is my promised EMISON story. I thought the hug at the end of 7x06 was sweet and very awkward. My story will just branch off from that moment and it will not include my own Astoryline. The A blanks can be filled in with episodes and really I don't think any Amoments I can come up with are good enough for me to write.
-Miley
As I stood with my arms wrapped around Ali I was reminded of the time my dad made me hug my great aunt Katherine at Christmas when I was eight. It was a bit awkward and the way that I was holding her felt the same way, except that even after years I still loved her.
We were in the middle of her living room and with my arms wrapped on her shoulders and around her head I could only think of how I almost lost her for what felt like the millionth time tonight.
She though has never loved me in the same way and especially now when she just found out her husband was a completely different person who tried to kill her and was in love with her sister; I knew she would not at all be open to any relationship if she was sane. And still I knew there was a part of me that hoped she would finally be with me now.
Yes technically I was dating Sabrina but I would give her up in a minute to be with Ali.
For now though I contented myself with having her here and being able to hold her when she most needed me. Right now this is what she needed and I knew that I was the one that could give her the most comfort.
The music began to slowly come to an end as the final notes of the song were played through the speakers and still she didn't move.
Instead I noticed how she almost became heavier against me.
I chanced a glance down at her face and noticed that her eyes were shut and her face had smoothed over.
She was starting to fall asleep.
As carefully as I could I began to shuffle forward towards her couch. This proved to be very difficult since she did not seem to want to move and I was in no position to be able to carry her over either.
Eventually we did make it over and I managed to lay down with my back against the cushions and her body tucked into mine in front of me.
She might be mad at me in the morning for us being so close but right now I needed to have her near me more than she most likely needed me.
My hand was still holding her head and I began to caress her hair softly eventually my hand landing on her waist, something she would never have let me do if she were awake.
I shut my eyes and pulled her closer and I felt her drift off completely in my arms.
Having her here made me fall asleep quickly as well and I soon dropped off into a sleep of nightmares where every time I left her I lost her.
When I woke up the first thing I noticed was the blanket that was draped around my body and the second thing I noticed was the lack of another person next to me.
I quickly sat up and my eyes began to scan the room looking for her. Just as I was about to get up she came walking back into the living room and she was carrying a newspaper under her arm.
She looked surprised to see that I was up.
"I thought you would stay asleep longer, did I wake you up?"
The cut on her cheek looked worse than last night and the bruises were turning an uglier shade of purple and red on her neck.
"You didn't wake me, I just was wondering where you went."
"I've been up for hours, I'm sorry about falling asleep on you. You didn't sleep well because of me and I was hoping you would get some sleep this morning."
"I slept fine." I lied.
"You did not. You were moving around the whole night and you kept making your crying face."
"You were watching me sleep?"
I wasn't mad, I just figured she wouldn't have woken until this morning since she was usually a pretty heavy sleeper.
"I kept having nightmares and having someone close made me feel comfortable, just not enough to sleep. So I stayed with you on the couch and every time you started to make the face I would talk to you and tell you it was okay."
I wish that I knew it would be okay. I wish that I could live in world where I woke up thinking my day would go well and go to sleep knowing I was safe. I wish that I could be with the girl I loved, not only when something bad happened. I wish that she didn't see me having nightmares and that she had slept.
I had a million wishes right now and yet I knew that none of them would be coming true anytime soon.
"I'm sorry. I stayed with you so you could sleep and then it ended up not working." The best-laid plans always seemed to go awry.
"Its alright. It was nice not to be alone; and Mary doesn't count since I am always looking over my shoulder with her."
I should feel guilty spending time with a girl I was in love with while seeing another, and yet I couldn't quite get myself to feel that way. Being here with Ali was more important than any relationship I had.
"I should probably get going." If I didn't leave soon I might do or say something that neither one of us was ready for; something that had the potential to really screw things up.
She just looked at me and nodded her head before looking down and away from me.
As I gathered my things to leave she never moved from her spot and she didn't look at me again.
With my things in my hand I walked over to her and put my hand on her shoulder.
Still she didn't look up.
"Ali, are you okay?"
"Will you come back tonight? I know that's a lot to ask but I don't think I can be alone anymore."
I should have told her no. I should have told her to ask Spencer or Hanna or Aria and yet as she asked in a vulnerable voice I was powerless to resist her.
"Of course I will."
She looked up at me then.
Our eyes met, and I could feel my self-control slipping.
I wanted nothing more than to on to her and never let her go. I wanted to kiss her and more.
Instead I squeezed her arm and walked out her door, I walked out to my car and knew I needed to spend the rest of the day coming up with reasons not to do anything stupid.
Let me know what you think. I am not sure how long this story will be. I just had this idea in my head and decided to run with it. Love and thanks to all!
-Miley
