Hidden Feelings
Ch.1: The beginning of something
Description: Emily and her parents are in a serious car accident on the way home from one of her meets. Emily survives but unfortunately her family does not. Her best friend Alison and her family takes Emily in, but what nobody knows is that they both have feeling for each other. Yet they are both are afraid of the consequences if they tell each other how they feel.
A/N: Hello Everyone I figured since there was not a lot of Emily/Alison stories out there I would give this a and one more thing I don't own any of the characters. Enjoy!
Alison's POV
It is 2:30 in the morning and I still can't seem to fall asleep. Great I'm going to have to drink a shit load of coffee in the morning to stay awake in class, or I could just skip school again. Yes, that is what I'll do. Brilliant idea! Wait…what is that sound and where is it coming from? I listen carefully and hear what sounds like muffled crying. Then I hear "Mom, Mom! Mommy...please mom hang on. I need you please don't leave me." Oh not again. She having the nightmare again, she has been having them ever since the accident. Poor Emily. I should go calm her down. I hate seeing her like this….wait am I going soft? No, Alison DiLaurentis does not go soft. I'm the queen of Rosewood, yet Emily can turn me soft. She is the one and only person who can do that and nobody else will ever come close.
I walk down the hallway to guest bedroom which is now Emily's. She not yelling anymore but I can still hear her crying. "Emily it is me Ali, are you ok?" I asked as I knocked on her door. I knock again still no answer
I tip toe into the room very quietly so I won't accidently wake her up and scare her. She is tossing and turning violently in the bed. Hopefully I won't get hit in the face because I'm too pretty for that to happen. "Emily, Emily wake up its Ali." I said as I gently shook her. I took me a couple of time but she finally woke up. Her face was dripping with a combination of tears and beads of sweat as she cried "It was so real like it was actually happening again." I'm sort of dumbfounded because I don't really know how to deal with type of stuff. I 'm supposed to be this total bitch, people know not to mess with me, yet I just want to hold her and tell her everything is going to be ok. I look over to her and push a stand of hair behind her ear and say "Look I really don't normally do this, but I'm here if you need me because I do care about you."
She looks up to be and asks "Will you please stay for a little while?" I remain quiet for a moment or so. This look comes across Emily's face like I slapped her or something. I figure I should stop torturing her. So I pat my lap and signal to her to lay her head there. She slowly makes her way over to me like I am going to play some kind of joke on her. Finally, after what feel like forever she lays her head in my lap. I begin to run my fingers though her soft luscious hair. In what seems like no time at all Emily is asleep. I attempted to get up out of the bed and back to my room but, she grabbed my wrist and sheepishly begs, "Please stay with me?" Those were the four best words that I could have ever heard. She then pulls me back into the bed and she wraps her arms around me tight and pulls me close to her. I can then feel my eyes close and the last thing I hear before I hear before drifting off is a muffled thank you.