They watched Ali follow the tall brunette out the door. "Emily wait!" Emily quickly turned with tears running down her face. "No! I can't believe you Ali. Why would you write that? How could you do that to me?" Alison was heartbroken seeing how upset Emily was. She wanted to know what was on that paper and who wrote it so she could murder them. "Em, I don't know what your talking about. I didn't write anything about you." Emily shook her head in disbelief. "Sure Ali. I'll just believe you, like I always do, and then you can go and hurt me again. You could have wrote anything, but you wrote that."
Alison knew Emily had seen her bad side before and Alison had never unleashed it on poor Em in the past, but tonight Ali felt her body shake in rage. "My secret was about Spencer, Emily. I didn't write about you. I don't even know what the paper says!" Emily looked confused. Alison grabbed the small paper from Emily's tight grip and began to unfold it. She read the paper a few times in her head.
Emily is gay. And she loves Ali.
She couldn't stop herself from rereading it. She wanted to smile and kiss Emily right there but she knew she couldn't. This would be the worst time for that. Emily looked at Alison. "Em, I didn't write this. Is it true?" Ali knew it was, and quite frankly she knew that Emily knew too, but she wanted her friend to say the words out loud. "I-I don't know. Maybe." Emily was confused. She ached to tell Alison the truth, but she didn't want to disgust her. "Em, you know that if it was true, I wouldn't care right? None of the girls would. We love you no matter what. If you like girls it's okay."
Emily was crying harder than she would ever admit, but she finally looked at Ali and said "I like you Alison, as more than a friend." Alison's stomach churned. She couldn't help herself. She grabbed the bronze girl's face and passionately kissed her. She was so turned on by those words. Emily pulled away confused. "Ali?"
"Em, I like you too." Emily shook her head in disbelief. There was no way that Alison DiLaurentis just said this. Surely she was in some sort of sick nightmare. Alison was straight. She was the queen bee of Rosewood high. She couldn't fall for someone like Emily. Alison wanted a night in shinning armor, not some tall swimmer chick in a jumpsuit. "No you don't Ali. You've told me before. Our kisses were just for practice. You made it very clear." It was true. Alison had said that. She regretted it the second it came off her lips but she had said it. "I know I've said horrible things to you before, but I was scared Em. I've felt this way for a long time."
Emily could not register the words coming out of the blonde's mouth. She couldn't believe Alison felt the same way. She leaned in to kiss Ali when Ali moved away from Emily. She turned to look behind Emily's shoulder. "Did you get that?" Emily turned around furiously. Ian walked out of a bush holding a video camera. "Of course I did." He laughed. "I like you Ali" he mocked. Emily closed her eyes trying to hide how hurt she was but she couldn't seem to disappear.