A/N: Good morning loves! Well, if it's morning for you like it is for me haha. I wrote chapter 8 of this last night, but I waited to post this until after I slept some haha :P
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"Where is Aria anyway?" Hanna asked, collapsing onto Spencer's bed. Spencer, coming from the richest family, had the biggest apartment. Toby lived with her, but he was gone for whatever reason, so Alison, Hanna and Spencer had decided to have a girls night. Aria hadn't made it.
"Probably with Jake," Ali piped up, smirking.
"Ugh, dating people is so freaking over rated," Hanna grumbled, letting her face fall into the blankets on the bed.
"Hey, I'm dating Toby," Spencer reminded her.
"Whatever, I just don't understand why you two get to have boyfriends, and I'm over here with a bag of chips as my roommate. And don't you dare mention Hefty Hanna, Alison," Hanna snapped, looking over at the other blonde. Ali just raised her hands defensively. Her friends seemed to think that Ali hadn't changed at all. Hadn't they noticed that she was working to be nicer?
"I'm single, too," Alison reminded the other blonde.
"Ugh, I know," Hanna muttered in an apologetic tone. "I'm just so sick of guys leaving after a few months of dating. It's just what they do. Ugh, it's almost enough to just give them up all together."
Alison snapped her eyes up to Hanna. "What?" Her voice sounded very alarmed.
Hanna gave Alison a weird look. "Relax, I was kidding."
"Right..." Alison looked away from her friends and down at the patterns on Spencer's blanket. Her thoughts ventured to Emily. Ali was so drawn to her that it was practically insane. And she'd only met her this morning. She honestly wished that she'd asked for the brunette's number.
"Ugh, Ali you're doing it again," Spencer exclaimed, clapping her hands in front of Alison's face.
"I'm sorry," Alison muttered, sitting up and hoping it would help. "I really just... I have a lot on my mind lately. I don't really get much time to just sit around and think, so apparently my mind thinks its okay to space me out of conversations to do the thinking."
"Look, if you wanna head home, we completely understand. Maybe you just need a night in," Hanna suggested.
"I'll be fine. I'm just gonna grab a glass of water," Alison mumbled, rolling off of the bed and leaving the bedroom. She got herself a glass and began fill it up from the fridge as she thought. Her feelings were so conflicted that they seemed like giant knots. Like it would take years to carefully sit and pull out the right piece over and over, until the entire thing was finally just one long rope.
She snapped back out of her thoughts just before her glass overflowed, and pulled it back. She took a long drink of water and then headed back into the bedroom. This was going to be a long night.
Alison woke up sprawled across Spencer's bed. Groaning, she pulled herself upright and saw two of her three best friends fast asleep on the carpeted floor. It was a wonder that she always ended up with the bed. She grabbed her phone to check the time, only to find that she had to be at work in an hour. She hated that the Grill had to open up at ten in the morning. Almost no one came before noon.
Not wanting to wake her friends, Ali grabbed her purse and phone and left. She was still dressed and made up from the previous day, but if she went to her place real fast, she could change and adjust her makeup to make it less smudged.
For some reason, she thought that she was going to run into Emily again. She kept wondering why she never asked for the brunette's number, and now all she needed to do was see her again to get it. Unfortunately, she had no such luck on her way into her apartment, nor on her way out. And off to work she went.
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Emily gripped her water bottle tightly as she took a long draught from it. She'd always like running. It was her second favorite athletic activity, after swimming. She usually only ran to get her mind off of things, though, and today those things came in the form of Alison. Emily could not stop thinking about her. Seriously, she was afraid that she was starting to get a little creepy by how much she'd been thinking of Alison, and there was only so much thinking about one person that someone could do in such a short amount of time.
She finally found herself making it back to the apartment building. Sweat made her tank top cling to her body, and she knew that she was going to need to take a shower before she left. Today was the day that Emily planned to find a job. She really needed to, because the money she'd saved up for her apartment would only last a couple of payments. Plus, she was thinking that she wanted to start taking some Hollis classes. While she'd been at college for swimming, she'd started to get her teaching degree, but eventually had decided against it. Now, though, she thought it would be great if she could become a teacher and coach at Rosewood High. All she had to do was get her teaching degree, which was just a couple of classes away.
From the front of the apartment building all the way up until the door to her apartment, Emily hoped and hoped that she would run into Alison. No such luck, though. She did, however, manage to unlock her door with ease. Emily really hoped that the key wouldn't stick too often, because it really got on her nerves.
Making a beeline for the shower, Emily began to discard clothing items. Once she got to the shower, she turned the knob to the hot water side, only to find that nothing came out. Huffing, she went to her sink and found the same problem. What the hell was this? She'd only just moved in!
She went back into her bedroom to slip on some sweats and a tank. She grabbed her shampoo, her towel, her clothes, and her keys, and hugged them against her chest as she left her apartment. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on Alison's door. She waited, but got no answer. She tried again, but got the same thing. Sighing, she padded to the elevator, trying to forget the fact that she wasn't wearing shoes.
She went up to floor seven and found apartment A14, Aria's apartment. She didn't know if Aria lived with anyone, but if she did, Emily just hoped that Aria would be the one to answer. She knocked lightly on the door, and heard some shuffling inside before it opened to reveal a certain dark haired girl.
"Oh, hey Emily," Aria greeted with a smile.
"Hi. I'm really sorry to intrude, but all of my water stopped working. I'm going to call the landlord, but I really need to shower before it gets too late in the day and—"
"Come on in. Jake left for work a couple of hours ago, so it's just me here right now," Aria explained.
"Jake is your boyfriend?" Emily asked.
"Yep," Aria replied with a smile. "The bathroom is right over there."
"Thank you so much," Emily thanked her, but Aria just smiled and shrugged it off. Emily was beginning to think that she could get used to having friends like Aria and Alison. She wondered if their other friends were as nice as them. She had heard Spencer's name when Alison had been on the phone to previous day, but she still wasn't sure of the other's name.
Emily set her stuff down in Aria's clean bathroom before turning on the hot water and stepping under it with a sigh. She really hoped that the water in her apartment would turn on soon, because it was going to be really awkward if she had to walk upstairs to Aria's apartment every time that she had to shower or wash her hands or even to like pee.
Once she was all cleaned off, she toweled off, dressed in her clothes and then left the bathroom. All of her makeup and her hair stuff was still downstairs.
"—probably still just getting over Justin," she heard Aria saying to someone. When she walked into the living and kitchen area, she saw the dark haired girl sitting on a bar stool talking to a blonde. "Oh, hey Emily. This is Hanna."
That must be the fourth of the group. "Hi," Emily greeted. "Thanks again, Aria. I really hope the landlord turns my water back on. I have no idea why its even off in the first place."
"Don't worry about it, really. This place has problems all of the time. Plus, you know Alison is right across the hall from you right?" Aria asked.
"Yeah, I tried her door, but she wasn't there," Emily informed her.
"She's working," Hanna piped up helpfully. "Which is what I should be doing, too. And you, too, Aria."
"Oh, did I hold you up?" Emily asked, worried.
Aria shook her head. "No, you're fine." Emily nodded and opened the door, giving Aria and Hanna another smile.
"Thanks again," she said, before stepping outside of the apartment and closing the door. She padded over to the elevator and went back downstairs to get ready.
Half an hour later, Emily was driving through Rosewood, stopping at any stores that seemed to be looking for new employees. None of the jobs looked particularly interesting, but she applied for some of them. She finally started to near the food area, and she noticed the Applerose Grille. It'd always been a hangout spot for groups of friends, adults and teenagers, but Emily hadn't ever gone there much.
She entered the place and looked around. It was eleven, and hardly anyone was there. Actually, no one seemed to be there. The lights were on, though, which meant that someone had to have already opened the place up. "Hello?" she called out.
She saw a head of blonde hair peek out of the kitchen door. "Emily?" came Alison's voice. "What are you doing here?" The blonde left the kitchen and stood behind the bar.
"Well, I've been trolling the streets for places that are hiring. Any chance this place is?" she wondered.
Alison propped her chin on her hand, leaning over the counter. "Unfortunately, not it's not. I filled the last open position a couple of weeks ago."
Emily nodded, sighing.
"Hungry?" Alison asked.
Emily shrugged. "I should, uh, probably get back to looking."
"Probably," Alison agreed, "but there's no one else here, and I'm going to be stuck here alone for the next hour, so if you're hungry, you should stay and eat something."
Emily was absolutely positive that she would not be able to say no to Alison, so she gave in and nodded. Alison gave her a wide smile. "Have a seat. Want anything in particular?"
"Surprise me," Emily suggested, feeling a little bold. Alison smirked and nodded.
"Will do!"
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Alison went back into the kitchen and immediately stopped moving to take a deep breath. She had a feeling that that jump in her chest that had happened when she saw Emily was not normal. It wasn't helping her confusing situation. All she knew was that she needed to spend time with Emily, even though she had no idea why.
Coming back down to Earth, Ali realized that she now needed to actually cook something for Emily. What if she made someone that Emily was allergic to? What if she gave it to her and Emily hated it? What if—
Calm down, Ali. Just make something simple, like pasta. Everyone loves pasta. Just, not too much, because carbs are fattening and you don't want to give the girl you like a ton of carbs.
The girl she liked? Had she really just said that to herself? Did she like Emily... that way? Alison sighed as she started to make food. Why was this so hard? It should be a simple yes or no question. Did she like Emily? But it wasn't that simple. It couldn't be that simple. Even the question of whether or not she was gay or straight wasn't a simple question. At least she came from an open minded family and was even willing to consider the fact that she might be gay.
Before she knew it, she'd finished the pasta and the sauce for it. She quickly brought it out to Emily, who was doing something on her phone. "I hope you like pasta," Ali piped up, setting the bowl in front of the brunette.
Emily smiled at the blonde and set her phone down. "Who doesn't?"
"Exactly," Alison agreed with a smile, grabbing an extra fork and stealing a bit of the pasta she'd made. She was a little impressed with herself.
"How much do I owe you?" Emily asked, taking a bite of the pasta herself.
"Nothing, you traded your company for food," Alison reasoned with a smile. "Do you like it?"
"Yeah, it's awesome," Emily insisted, taking another bite. "So, do you know anywhere around here that's hiring?"
"There's a cute little coffee and pastry shop across the street that's probably hiring. I worked there before the job spot opened here and I took it. It only plays a little less than this place," Alison explained. She really wanted Emily to work somewhere close to here, so she could see her more. And that was rich, considering that they lived across from each other.
"I'll check it out, thanks," Emily said.
"No problem. How's your morning?" Alison asked, leaning against the counter.
"Decent. All of my water stopped working, though. I called the landlord, and he's trying to figure it all out, but Aria let me use her shower," Emily explained. About a billion thoughts ran through Alison's head in that moment, including what exactly Emily looked like when she was naked and showering. She quickly pushed that one away though.
"That happened to me when I moved in," Alison admitted. "It wasn't on for a couple of weeks. The only thing that worked was the toilet, and that was a miracle."
"Really?" Emily asked, her expression falling. Alison frowned at the expression.
"If that happens to your place, you're welcome to use my shower and stuff whenever you need to," she quickly suggested, wanting to see Emily's smile again.
"Thanks. I actually went to your door first this morning, but you were working already," Emily admitted.
"Well, I'll give you a key then," Ali suggested. "Walking upstairs just to go to the bathroom for two weeks would be a pretty big pain in the ass, if you ask me."
Emily looked at Alison carefully. "You'd really give me a key to your place?"
"Sure, why not? Are you going to steal all of my stuff?" Ali teased with a smile.
Emily returned the smile. "Wasn't planning on it," Emily replied with a chuckle. She was almost finished with her pasta, Alison noticed.
"Oh hey, i-if we're going to be sharing bathroom facilities for a little bit, we should probably get each other's numbers," Alison suggested, hoping that Emily hadn't heard her tiny stutter. Ali hated stuttering in front of people, and that was heightened around Emily, because whatever she was feeling for this new girl was extremely strong.
"Right, we should," Emily agreed, sliding her phone across the counter. Alison took hers out of her pocket and handed it to the brunette. She saved her contact in Emily's phone as "Ali", because she wanted Emily to know that she could call her Ali instead of Alison. When they swapped phones again, she looked at Emily's contact in her phone. Emily Fields. It was a fitting last name. Shorter and easier to remember than Ali's last name, which was DiLaurentis. "You go by Ali?"
"Whichever," Alison replied. "All of my friends kind of switch between using Ali and Alison. I'm cool with whatever."
"Okay," Emily replied. She'd finished the last of her pasta. "Hey, thanks so much for the pasta, and for the stuff with the shower and everything. I really should go now, though."
"Well, we should hang out sometime," Ali suggested. Emily gave her a smile.
"I'd like that," she replied.
Alison grinned. "See you later."
Emily flashed her a wider smile as well, before she walked toward the door. As soon as she was gone, Ali sighed. Gay or not, Alison clearly liked this girl. And she had no idea what she was going to do about it.
Aw aw aw Emison is so cute ^.^
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Hmm hmm hmm hmm I haven't put anything funny down here for this story yet... hmmmm... man, I've got nothing right now :/ Lol, I'll have to think of a funny story to tell in my next A/N. I have some good ones, but I've already put them in WDCT/NLMG A/Ns lol...
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