Hey, guise!

So I had this crazy new one shot idea about things we never saw on the show. The kissing rock kiss. I hope you guise enjoy it.

I hope I didn't ruin it.

She supposed it was the way Emily's eyes flashed when she said something hurtful. Or, it could be the way Emily's arms always seemed to complete her when they wrapped around her waist. Or, maybe it was how Emily unconsciously pulled her to her when they were beside each other. Or, it could be the way Emily shivered when Alison kissed her neck. Or, it possibly was how Emily's hands were never warm. Or, it even could be the fact that Emily's eyes never left her.

Whatever it was, it never had made her feel like this. So alone, so confused, so vulnerable. Alison didn't have a clue how she let herself get into this position. She didn't understand how she would allow herself to become this vulnerable that all she could do push her away.

Alison never understood women who easily allowed themselves to be manipulated by their love for someone else until Alison met Emily. Alison met Emily and everything in her world changed.

It was no longer yearning for people for people's attention, or even messing with people's heads that could easily make her day. It was Emily. The brunette with absolutely no figure. The brunette with no confidence. The brunette who allowed anyone to hurt her or manipulate her. Something about the brunette who could so easily have anything in the world if only she tried. Something about that girl had Alison so willing to lose her status.

If only, she would've had a chance. If only, she could've convinced Emily that she was everything to her. If only, she would've said what she should have said. If only, she still had a chance.

But now, everything is ruined. Now, everything is tattered.

Because of wrong timing. Because of mistaken actions. Because of the easily manipulated Alison. Because of the girl never learned to fight for what she really wanted.

Emily had finally stood up to take what she deserved. Emily had finally decided that Alison was it for her. Emily had finally gotten the courage to be herself. And, Alison was forced to make her feel small about it.

Emily had kissed her neck in the locker room and all Alison wanted to do was relax into it. To allow Emily to do anything and everything she wanted right then and there. But, Alison was weak. Alison was hollow. Alison was a manipulative bitch who had just received her first taste of payback.

And, now Alison had no clue how to fix it.

Alison stood outside Emily's door wanting with everything inside her to find the courage to tell Emily everything. To tell Emily that she loved her. To tell Emily that she was wrong. To tell Emily that it was okay to be herself.

But, there she found herself walking away because of some silly game. CeCe had convinced her that if she got with Emily then she would lose their contest. So Alison forced herself to take a step off the porch and walk down the road to her house.

Alison did it, even though every bone in her body wanted nothing more than to break down the door. Nothing more than to climb up that tree she had climbed a hundred times and knock on Emily's door and kiss the ever-lovin' daylights out of that brunette beauty. But, she walked away.

She didn't get very far, however, before realizing that by doing so she was giving up her friendship because of some silly game. She stopped somewhere down the street before realizing that no matter what she did, she had probably lost the love of her life because of how stupid she is.

With that, Alison found her feet taking her somewhere that was not her house. She found herself surrounded by woods that never seemed to end. But as lost as Alison felt and seemed, her feet carried her on. As if, they had their own mind, they moved through the woods with purpose.

Eventually, she found herself in the middle of a clearing with a rock in the middle of it. The clearing was full of dirt with hints of grass. The rock seemed to be lonely in the middle of nowhere. She wondered to the rock when she heard sniffling.

Alison froze. It couldn't be, and yet, when the source of the sniffling turned around, Alison found herself face to face with the source of her unreasonable sadness and guilt. This face was adorned with tears and glowed from the moonlight. She seemed so sad and hurt, but somehow Alison still couldn't deny that Emily was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

Alison's hands instantly went to the girl's face. She cupped her face between her palms and pressed close to her. Emily sighed contently as she looked as the blonde beauty whose words so easily destroyed her life.

Alison didn't want to do it. She didn't want to be the type of girl to so easily give in to it. But, here she was, looking into Emily's soulful eyes and finding herself mesmerized. Alison couldn't remember why she had said no in the locker room them fateful four hours ago. She couldn't remember how she decided it was okay to leave her.

Alison couldn't remember.

And yet, staring into those eyes it only reinforced her statement a few hours ago. She couldn't do this. She was straight. She was as straight as a ruler. She couldn't be anything more.

But, Emily made her want to question everything about herself. She made her want to decide that it was okay to not be her.

It was at this moment in her realizations that Emily pulled away. It was the first time Emily pulled away from her, and Alison couldn't deny that it hurt. She reached out for Emily and Emily shook her head.

Emily spoke, "Alison… you've got to stop this. You can't just… It's not fair. On you and especially me."

Alison nodded in agreement, "I know… I know, Emily, don't you think I know? But you can't just look at me with so much sadness and not expect me to do anything."

Emily shook her head again, "No, that is exactly what I expect you to do. What gives you the right to track me down? To find me and comfort me? ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU PUT ME IN THIS STATE."

Alison felt her heart clench, "Emily… you're my best-friend…. You cannot honestly expect that little of me…"

Emily turned away and muttered, "After today… I don't even know what I do expect from you anymore."

Alison wanted nothing more than to turn away… To go back to her life yesterday when her and Emily were absolutely nothing more than friends that hinted at something more. She wanted nothing more than to be able to fix everything that she had messed up today.

Alison decided to take a chance – right then and there. She decided to make up her mind on how she was going to treat Emily. She was going to treat her as a friend, because that would allow her to decide how she actually felt.

But that decision was questioned when Emily turned back around and her eyes were full of tears. Alison found herself moving forward, hugging the brunette with everything she had in herself. She found herself burying her face into the brunette's warm neck. She found herself being absolutely still.

Emily stood there shell-shocked. She hadn't moved since Alison had touched her. She wanted so desperately to move away, to beg for something more, but her mouth wouldn't move. So, she stood there with Alison's arms wrapped around her waist and Alison's face pressed against her neck.

Alison had the girl of her dreams wrapped inside of her arms, and all she could do in that moment was cry. Alison broke down into Emily's arms because of how wrong she was. Because of how wrong it was to give up on everything she ever had. Because she knew Emily had just destroyed every single bit of innocent friendship with one move.

And here, Alison was deciding that she couldn't be anything more than friends with the girl and yet, she still wanted more than nearly anything to be more.

So, Alison – as if by her own accord – leaned into Emily's shell-shocked state and briefly glanced at the girl's lips before locking into her eyes. Emily's breath had caught in her throat, and Alison had her earlier urges return. She wanted to lean forward. To finally press her lips against the other girls.

But, she pulled back.

Or at least she had thought she did. But here, Emily was surprising her for the second time in a day.

Emily pulled Alison closer. She easily slid her arms around the blonde's waist and kissed her.

It was their first kiss and it was supposed to be messy and clash because who gets it right on the first time. But, Emily's and Alison's lips melded together in an easy and almost perfect way.

Their breaths were so easily snatched from each other's. Each was struggling with their own demons as their lips followed each other's. Alison couldn't understand how she had thought she could just be friends with this girl. Emily couldn't understand why she was doing it.

And yet, for what seemed like hours, both girls stood in the clearing with the rock in the center with moonlight adorning everything as they kissed.

Lemme know if you want to continue it. I'll surely be glad to.

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Thanks for reading. xx