Hey guys! I really hope you can enjoy this chapter. I had many interruptions from life while writing this one unfortunately, so I don't know how well it's going to flow since I didn't give it the attention I wanted to. It'll tell you where I'll be going with the story so that's really exciting for me to see you all's reactions! :) I'll try my best to make the next one better! As always reviews and suggestions are more than welcomed and encouraged.:) You guys are what have kept me going all this time, so I can't thank you enough.
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Emily POV
"Wow, that must have been one awkward ride home." Hanna replies after listening to Emily tell her about last night's events on the other end of the phone.
"It was way beyond awkward. Which sucks because the entire night was incredible, Han! You should of scene it! Describing it doesn't give it justice."
"She should give Caleb a few tips." Hanna mutters more to herself.
"Oh please, you love cuddling up on the couch and watching Netflix movies with him." Emily reminds the blond beauty.
"I do, don't I?" Hanna affirms more than asks with a smile on her face. "Okay back to this kiss. How was she? Because if we're judging a book by its cover, she'd be a book that you'd want to read."
"Jesus Hanna, what goes on in your mind during the twenty-four hours of the day?" Emily asks baffled to Hanna's insinuations.
"Many things… Don't even act like you haven't thought about it a million times over. So tell me, how was it?"
"That's not really the most important point." Emily brushes off the blond's first statement.
"Yes it is! It so is. Give me details, I'm dying here!"
Emily sighs in defeat before a huge smile creeps onto her face remembering the fueled kiss between herself and Paige. "It was amazing. She was amazing."
"That's it? That's all you're giving me?" Hanna states monotonously. "Give me some adjectives besides amazing, will you?"
"Okay... Well, it was sexy and passionate and-" Emily says more to herself as she reflects on the steamy kiss, plopping down onto the window seat in her bedroom.
"Okay, I think that's enough." Hanna stops Emily, not wanting to imagine two of her friends feeling up each other. "So what are you going to say to her?" She continues after a beat.
"There's not much to say. After complete silence the entire ride home, she apologized for kissing me, saying she wanted us to remain as friends." Emily sighs disappointedly.
Hanna rolls her eyes, "There's no way you can have a kiss like that and not have feelings there."
"Hanna just let it go, okay? If she even does feel anything, she'll tell me when she's ready to."
"No! You need to confront her about it! Maybe she just needs some coaxing, maybe she's nervous about the situation." Hanna chimes in.
Emily scoffs in response, "Paige nervous? She's never nervous."
"She's human, Em."
"Emily you're going to be late for school!" Emily hears her mother holler from downstairs. "Please just drop it Hanna. I gotta go." Both girls bid their goodbyes before ending the phone call agreeing to see each other at school.
Paige POV
"Wow." Karly voices, soaking up all the information Paige informed her on.
Even though to everyone else Paige seemed her skilled and talented self at practice, right off the bat, Karly could tell Paige was off her game this morning on the soccer field.
Last night with Emily, was all Paige could think about. Rationalizing all the possibilities this could make her relationship with Emily even more complicated than it already was, kept her up tossing and turning at night.
Emily was easily becoming a vital factor in her life. She never wanted to do anything to jeopardize losing her for good. 'You just had to screw up everything and kiss her.' Paige thought. She hoped that both girls could forget what happened and move past it.
Although, one thing Paige couldn't move past, was that Emily was having the best time… and that she had kissed her back. She didn't just kiss her back, she REALLY kissed her back. The thought of it never seized to make Paige's heart flutter.
She couldn't keep the events of last night to herself, or she would explode. Even Karly detected that something was affecting her soccer skills. She had to tell someone she trusted.
"Yeah, you could feel the awkward." Paige elaborated on the events after the kiss with Emily.
"So what are you going to do?" Karly asks intrigued.
"There's nothing to do, Karls. I told her I just wanted to be friends." Paige replies to the soccer player sitting on the bench in front of their lockers.
"Paige, you can't go and kiss someone like that, and then expect them to believe that you just want to be friends with them." Karly replies looking at her best friend pointedly.
"You clearly feel something for her, otherwise you wouldn't have kissed her." Karly continues.
"Okay, yes. I think she's attractive. Can you blame me?" Paige chuckles slightly embarrassed from admitting her attraction to Emily to her best friend for the first time.
Karly gives her a pointed look, "You know that's not what I was referring to."
Paige sighs in defeat as she leans her back against her locker with her arms crossed, "I'm not looking for a relationship Karls. I've got a lot on my plate this year with soccer, college and keeping up my grades. I don't have time for a girlfriend right now."
"Who are you trying to convince here, Paige?" Karly stares at the captain of the soccer team knowingly.
"McCullers! May I have a word with you please?" Coach Duffy calls out.
Paige glances back at Karly before heading to the head soccer coach's office, "I'll see you later."
"What's up Coach?" Paige says casually as she walks into the office.
"Have a seat." Coach Duffy replies before she sits in her office chair behind her desk.
"Uh am I in trouble?" Paige asks hesitantly while gripping each arm of the chair she's sitting in.
Coach Duffy chuckles, "No not to worry McCullers, you're not in trouble."
Paige relaxes, "Oh cool. Ok then what's up?"
Coach Duffy replies sassily, "Well if you let me speak for a second, I can tell you."
"Sorry." Paige mumbles glancing downwards before looking back up to hear what her coach has to say.
"As you already know, Coach Jackson is retiring, so as Captain of the team, I'm really going to need you to go the extra mile in leading the team before the new assistant coach spot is filled."
"You got it Coach, I'll do my best to help out." Paige replies humbly.
"You're best is enough, that's why I made you Captain." Coach Duffy winks.
"That seems like proper connection." Paige chuckles in response.
"Also, we're going to have to start doubling up on practices since soccer season is around the corner. Practices in the mornings and right after school." The coach continues.
"Sure thing Coach, I'll spread the word to the rest of the team." Paige nods.
"Alright get to class before you're late." Coach Duffy voices as she turn her attention to her computer screen.
"Hey!" As Paige strolls to her first period, she is abruptly yanked into the janitor's closet on her right hand-side.
"What the-" Paige asks in shock seeing Emily and Hanna in front of her.
"Shhh, we're not supposed to be in here." Hanna tries to calm Paige down.
"Really? I would have never guessed." Paige replies sarcastically while straightening her shirt.
"What's going on?" Paige asks, finally composed.
"You and Emily need to talk." Hanna eyes Paige keenly.
Paige sighs knowingly, then glances at Emily before resting her gaze on Hanna, "Okay, so why are you in here?"
"Because someone had to yank Emily in here first, duh." Hanna replies as if it's the most obvious observation.
She continues, "I'll leave you two, to it. I expect zero awkwardness at lunch." She punctuates before she closes the closet door behind her.
"Never thought I'd be in the closest again." Paige scoffs with a chuckle breaking the silence.
Emily chuckles at the cheesy-ness of Paige's joke. "We can just put on a good face, and be on our way." Emily offers sweetly.
"No, Hanna's right. You deserve an explanation." Paige sighs before meeting Emily's warm stare with a smile.
Emily crosses her arms to what Paige thought was her signal to start talking, but in actuality, it was because the swimmer didn't trust her hands standing this close to the soccer player in front of her.
"I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression by kissing you. I was caught in the moment." Paige says while staring at the ground.
"You're really important to me, Em." Paige says tenderly after a beat, as she darts her eyes back to Emily's.
Emily's breath hitched at Paige's declaration and made her weak in the knees.
"That said, I always want you here… in my life. I would never want to risk losing you. I'm just not a relationship person, you know? I respect you way too much to look at you as just another prize to win, and then move over to the next one without so much as a thought."
Emily couldn't decide if she was flattered or upset by Paige's confession. She concluded she felt a little of both.
"So you're a player… in both senses." Emily smiles playfully trying to lighten the mood.
Truth was, Paige wasn't much of a player at all. Sure she was a great flirt when she wanted to be, but she never slept around with girls.
She was quite the opposite, actually. She was always a serious type of relationship kind of girl. But after being burned once, she had no clue if her heart would ever be ready for one again.
Emily deserved someone that was ready to devote their entire heart. She deserved a confident heart that was more than willing to open up to her. Not a damaged one with shattered pieces scattered everywhere.
But this was the only excuse Paige could think of to keep Emily from having any ideas about them. 'If she even had any,' Paige thought.
Paige responds teasingly with a wink to accentuate her point to Emily, "Yeah I guess you could say that."
Emily rolls her eyes, with a smile etched on her face, not being able to stop the affects of the athlete's charm.
"Okay it's settled then?" Emily asks before making her way to the door.
"I just poured my heart out to you and that's all I get?" Paige teases in disbelief.
Emily smirks while she open's the door to the janitor's, "Not so fun being on the other side of the playing field, is it McCullers?"
Paige smirks back as she follows Emily, suit, "Touché."
Emily POV
It's been a month since Emily and Paige kissed on their night out together. And most of the awkwardness between them, if not all of it has completely vanished. Despite them continually being attracted to each other, they've found their niche in controlling their urges, allowing their friendship to genuinely grow.
Not only has Paige grown closer to Emily, but in fact, to Hanna, Spencer and Aria too, not to mention her own teammates. They supported and celebrated each other's hobbies and passions. Whether it was Spencer's debates, Paige's soccer games, or in this case Emily's swimming competitions.
"Cheers to Emily winning all her races!" Hanna yells out to the group of girls encircled together.
All the girls were able to successfully sneak in with their fake . The crowded club was thudding from the heavy beats of music bouncing off the dark walls. The white and blue lights created a cool ambiance that was evidently pleasurable, due to the vast amount of people that filled the dimmed nigt-club.
Paige and Emily clink their drinks together, maintaining flirtatious glares while gulping a refreshing sip from their glasses.
They didn't know if it was the fun and carefree atmosphere or simply the alcohol, but Emily and Paige were playing that dangerous game again.
Both girls couldn't keep their eyes off each other.
Emily was wearing a short black dress that 'hugged her curves in the most delicious way.' Paige mentally noted.
The cut outs on the sides of the dress allowed Paige's imagination to wander on how appealing Emily's abs were, and made the dress super edgy and fashion forward.
At the bottom of her seemingly endless legs were a pair a black pumps that raised her to eye level with her favorite soccer player. Her dark locks were flowing in loose waves that framed her beautiful face.
Emily was captivatingly sexy, elegant and graceful, making it very problematic for Paige to keep her eyes and hands to herself.
Paige was wearing a women's tuxedo capris pant ending at the top of her ankles, punctuated with black pointy heels. The look was polished with a tucked in, barely transparent, white flowy collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows.
The gorgeous swimmer reasoned that Paige looked sophisticated, refined and sexy, all at the same time.
Paige saunters nearer to Emily and places her hand gently on the small of her back. The action sends shivers up Emily's spine leaving a tingling sensation where the soccer player relaxes her hand.
In result of the hollering music, Paige brushes her soft lips against Emily's ear in order for the tanned beauty to hear her. "You look beautiful tonight." Paige says genuinely more than flirtatiously.
Paige lures her head back briefly to capture Emily's enchanting gaze with a honest smile. The comment makes Emily's heart flutter, the butterflies in her stomach swarm and instantly engraves the most mesmerizing smile Paige has ever seen.
Emily breaks eye contact to lightly press her left temple onto Paige's, "You don't look too bad yourself."
Paige smiles sincerely into her ear, "You were amazing in the water today."
They lock eyes with matching beaming grins. Their lingering gazes last longer than any pair of acquaintances would usually share.
Suddenly, Paige feels someone clutch her shoulders as if they were giving her a massage, effectively breaking her attention from Emily, "Hey Spence."
As much as Emily and Paige loved Spencer, they weren't too pleased with her bursting their intimate bubble.
"There's a girl over there that can't stop making googley eyes at you." Spencer says discretely nodding her head towards the mystery girl's direction.
Emily could instantly feel her jealousy creep up under her skin.
"Um I don't think so Spence." Paige chuckles brushing off her friends statement before Spencer raps her arm around her shoulders.
"Please, she's practically undressing you with her eyes." Spencer scoffs in response.
Spencer's remark only increases Emily's jealousy ten fold. She feels her temperature and heart rate increase promptly.
"Yeah Paige you should go for it." Emily states trying to hide the agitation in her voice.
"You are a soccer player, so go play the field." Emily continues before downing the rest of her beverage.
"Um-" Paige perplexed by Emily's admission after the personal moment they were just having.
"Excuse me, I need another drink." Emily mutters, brushing shoulders with Paige as she passes her.
"Em-" Paige voices as her gaze follows the tanned beauty walking over to the crowded bar.
She sighs in defeat with a tinge of frustration. 'The only field I want to play with is you.'
Spencer as one of Emily's best friends noticed her abrupt change in demeanor, as did Paige.
"I'll go check on her." Paige heads to the bar before Spencer can insist.
"Excuse me! Hello?! Can I get some service here please?" Emily voices trying to get the bartender's attention from behind the counter.
"How many times have you tipped him?" Paige surprises Emily with her presence as she comes up next to her.
"What? Oh hey Paige. Um, I haven't had the chance to tip him yet. What're you doing here anyway?" Emily shoots over her shoulder, her jealously slightly resolved.
Paige chuckles, "Well there's your problem." Her demeanor shifts to serious, "I'm getting that girl drinks just like you asked me to."
'Aaand it's back.' Emily attempts to cover up her jealousy but Paige detects the tinge of dejection in her voice, "Oh right. Good luck with that."
"Thanks." Paige bores into Emily's warm eyes secretly wanting Emily demand her not to go for the other girl.
Emily forces a smile with a tint of sadness in her eyes, "You're welcome."
Deciding tonight wasn't the time and place to open up to Emily about her complex feelings, she whistles out to the guy frantically making drinks.
The man quickly catches Paige's gaze and sends her a nod asking for what she needs. "Hey bud, can I get two vodka sodas please?" "You got it McCullers." He replies with another nod.
"Are you kidding me?! How did you do that?!" Emily's saddened demeanor quickly changing to surprised and awestruck.
Emily feels her phone vibrate coaxing her to pull it out of her pocket to check the new text message.
"Hold that thought." She says to Paige as she opens her mouth to speak, effectively closing it.
Emily mindlessly moves a few walks away from the overly crowded bar to have better access in seeing her screen. She quickly types out a reply to her mother as she blindly walks back to Paige.
"Oh sorry- Samara?" Emily says in utter shock.
"Emily! Hi! Wow, you look great. How've you been?" Samara says confidently while looking Emily up and down.
"Um, I've been great, thanks." Emily replies not able to form sentences that require any sort of thought process from the constant shock of seeing her ex.
"Awesome. So what are you doing here? Who are you here with?" Samara says, trying for a conversation.
"I uh… I'm-" Emily makes a quick glance to the bar to then see Paige grab two drinks before heading back in her direction.
"I… I'm here with my girlfriend and the girls. We're celebrating winning the swim meet earlier today." Emily spits out before she could talk herself out of what she was just pondering.
Emily stalling for her scheming plan, asks Samara, "How about you? What are you doing in this neck of the woods?"
"I'm actually-"
Emily transfers her attention to Paige quickly clutching her forearm before she can walk past her. "Hey baby. Thanks for the drink." Emily purrs flirtatiously before pecking the soccer player on the cheek.
"Em? What are you doing?" Paige squints her eyes puzzled as to what in the hell has gotten into Emily.
The sexy brown-eyed girl takes one of the beverages in Paige's hand. "Um, you're welcome. But, that wasn't for you."
Emily subtly widens her eyes giving Paige a pointed look before forging a giggle. "Baby, you're so funny."
Paige still bewildered, crunches her eyebrows together, "Would you stop calling me that? What is wrong with you?"
"Hi, I'm Samara. You must be Emily's girlfriend." Samara's voice shifts both athletes' attention to her.
"I'm sorry, what?" Paige squints her eyes, quirking her head slightly to Emily trying to hide her baffled expression.
Emily slides her hand that was clutching Paige's forearm, into the soccer player's soft hand successfully interlocking them.
"I was just telling Samara about us. How we came here tonight to celebrate my win today." Emily says while giving Paige's hand a tight squeeze, capturing her gaze before giving her a pointed look again.
Paige finally catching on, not pleased with the situation, but not wanting to embarrass Emily greets Samara. "Oh right. Hi Samara, I'm Paige." Paige politely shakes Samara's hand with a tight smile.
"Nice to meet you, Paige. I was just about to tell Emily I'm transferring to Rosewood High." Samara says courteously.
Emily chokes on the drink she took from Paige but recuperates quickly, "What? Why?" Surprising Emily even more is feeling Paige soothe her thumb over her hand that's interlocked with her own, efficiently calming her down.
"Yeah my dad got the new position as assistant coach for the Rosewood's girls' soccer team."
Now it was Paige's turn to choke on her beverage. 'This just keeps getting even better.' Both girls thought sarcastically to themselves.
Emily feigns a polite smile, "Wow that's great Samara, and tell him 'Congrats' for us."
"I will, thanks. So how long have you two love birds been together?" Samara continues sweetly concealing her jealousy.
"Three months-" "Two months-" The athletes reply simultaneously.
"Two months-" "Three months-" Both girls, in time reverse their responses trying to disguise their first mishap only to make the same mistake again.
Emily smiles nervously, "Two and half months if you want to be exact."
"Right baby?" Emily asks looking up at Paige. Paige forcing a straight smile before softening her expression, "That's right…babe."
"Aw that's fantastic, Em. You two make the cutest couple." They both look up to meet Samara's stare.
Paige looks at her questioningly with her eyebrow raised, "We do?" "I mean… yes. Yes, we do." Paige nods her head with gritted teeth forcing a smile at Samara, trying to camouflage the pain from Emily discretely stomping on her foot.
Samara chuckles, "Okay well you two enjoy the rest of your night." Samara meets Emily's gaze then continues with a sensual tone, "It was great to see you Emily. See you around."
Emily smiles back politely unaware of Paige's slight jealousy, "You too, Samara."
"It was great to see you, Emily." Paige mocks Samara's attempt to flirt with an unimpressed expression on her face.
Emily chuckles in disbelief, "Wow McCullers, are you jealous?"
"Are you insane?!" Paige quips back. "What in the hell was that?"
"I know-" Emily starts but Paige keeps her from continuing, "What part of 'Lets just be friends' did you not understand? Because I'm thinking it's the 'friends' part." Paige says sarcastically with agitation in her voice.
"I know, I'm sorry! I panicked! I didn't know what else to do." Emily tries for an apology.
As irritated as Paige was, she understood where Emily was coming from. If she'd seen her ex-girlfriend, she would want her to see that she's happily moved on with someone else, not sulking over the relationship they once had a while ago. It was a common human emotion, but it didn't make the situation Paige's was in any easier.
"Whatever, I guess we can just say we broke up when she gets to Rosewood." Paige states, her anger resolving.
"What? No! We can't! She's going to think I can't hold down a relationship! Or she'll just figure out I was lying about us. And I don't know which one is more pathetic!" Emily says panicked.
Paige chuckles as if it's the craziest most impossible thing to happen on Earth, "So what, we're just supposed to pretend we're in a relationship until we graduate?"
She sarcastically gazes at Emily, then metaphorically notices the wheels turning in her mind. "Nononono, no way! I know what you're thinking, Fields and it's not happening!"
"But would it be so bad-"
"Yes. Absolutely. It would be worse than bad, it would be disastrous." Paige cuts the swimmer off before she can try to convince her.
Emily sighs, "Please Paige, I'm begging you. I'll never ask for anything else ever again! I can't let her see me like this."
"Like what? Em, you have it amazing! You're Rosewood's star swimmer, you've got an amazing group of friends that love you and that would do anything for you, you have a great-"
"I know, I know. But it just isn't the same thing. It's just- never mind it's not like you'd understand." Emily sighs in defeat, not realizing the sensitive string she just pulled at in Paige's heart.
"I understand more than you could ever know, Emily. You may think you know all about me, but you don't know the half of it." Paige says gritting her teeth.
"It's not like it's my fault! Ever since we kissed, you've changed! You've been acting completely different around me! The other girls may have not noticed but I have, Paige! So how can you blame me for not knowing all about you?!" Emily snaps in frustration.
After a beat she sighs, guilty for taking her frustration out on the soccer player, "Look Paige, I'm sor-"
"Don't worry about it. Hope you enjoy the rest of your night." Paige says calmly as if her and Emily weren't just fighting, before heading for the exit of the club.
Emily stares at her confused as to how quick Paige's demeanor changed, then internally surprised by the hurt she spots in Paige's eyes.
"Paige wait." Emily reaches for the athlete's arm, but the taller brunette brushes her off. Emily senses salty tears stingy in her eyes threatening to spill from her darkened orbs as she watches Paige walk away from her.
After a beat she takes a deep breath, gathers herself and heads back to her group of friends.
"Hey where's Paige going?" Hanna asks in confusion noticing Paige have walked out of the club.
"She went home, she said she's not feeling too well." Emily replies monotonously, fed up with the drama.
"Oh no, is she okay?" Hanna asks worriedly. "Yeah I think she just has a bit of a migraine. I'm actually not feeling too well myself so I'm just going to head home too."
"Would you by any chance be going to the same house as Paige is?" Hanna says teasingly quirking her eyebrows.
Emily would normally get exasperated at that type of remark, but at the end of such a day she instead smiles lazily at Hanna, "Bye Hanna."
Hanna knowing what she suggested was not true replies seriously, "Call me if you need anything." Emily nods before hugging each of her best friends goodbye.
Emily wakes up feeling horrible about her uncharacteristic behavior the night before. She couldn't believe she expected Paige to agree to such a ridiculous plan and then to top off being completely ludicrous, she yelled at her.
"Yeah. And then if I wasn't already being the worst person, I yelled at her Han. Emily disappointed in her behavior, explains to her best friend on the other end of the phone.
"Wow, maybe she really did go home with a migraine." Hanna replies teasingly.
"Not helping." Emily indirectly asking Hanna how to make it up to Paige.
"Just apologize Em. Paige may not show it that often but she has the biggest heart. She values your friendship. It'll take a lot more than an argument to keep her from ever talking to you again."
'Yeah. Right. Friendship.' Emily thought forlornly to herself. "I don't know Han, she seemed pretty upset-"
"Will you just trust me and go and talk to her?" Hanna states more than asks. "She's at the school's soccer field practicing for her big game next week."
"Wow, look at you, memorizing her complete schedule and all." Emily says teasingly.
"Don't be jealous Em, it's not a good look." Hanna teases back.
"Okay, so I'll just wait until she's done with practice and then I'll talk to her." Emily brushes off Hanna's last comment concluding her plans to apologize to Paige.
"Sounds good to me! Let me know how it goes." Hanna replies. "I will, thanks Han." The best friends bid their goodbyes before Emily sees her way off to meet Paige.
The soccer field was quite a lovely sight. The rich green grass was freshly grazed, with a fresh coat of white paint marking the land.
Emily seats herself in the shiny metal bleachers allowing herself a few minutes to admire her Paige's soccer skills before she has to head down and apologize to the girl.
Paige was simply amazing at the sport. She was exceedingly confident and fluid in her game. Not to mention, extremely fast on her feet. Emily couldn't help but admit to herself that Paige was incredibly sexy in her element.
Paige's cheeks where tinted the faintest of reds, and her tank top was clinging to her upper body displaying a faint outline of her sculpted abs. Her arms shined with a sheen of sweat further defining her already chiseled arms and shoulders. Her long legs were strong and powerful as she kicked the ball into the netted goal.
'Okay that's enough gawking. Stop being a creeper and go and talk to her already.' Emily thought to herself before making her way down to the soccer field.
Emily stood by the sidelines not wanting to disturb Paige practicing. She didn't want to ambush her. Paige would notice her on her own when she was ready.
Soon enough Paige glanced up, meeting Emily's gaze on her. She pulled out her headphones before both athletes began walking towards each other. For once Paige was completely calm and only Emily was bundled up with nerves.
"Hi." Emily greets Paige hesitantly, hoping Paige wouldn't be angry with her for crashing her practice.
"Hey." Paige greets the swimmer back calmly. That's what soccer did for her, it was her escape. When anything was bothering Paige, one could put big money on the chances of finding her with a soccer ball between her feet.
A brief silence was graced upon the two girls as Emily was searching Paige's eyes for any type of irritation in seeing her here. There wasn't any.
"So what're you doing here?" Paige breaks the silence.
"I came here to apologize." Emily replies as Paige dips her head to tamper with the white headphones in her hands.
Paige looks back up as Emily continues, "I'm so sorry for the way I treated you last night. It was awful and wrong on so many levels. No matter how good of friends we are, it wasn't right of me to ask you of something so ridiculous and then yell at you for not agreeing to it."
"And you're right. Even though we've spent a lot of time together, I don't know everything about you. But I would more than love to, if you'd let me. I really am sorry Paige. "
Quiet stillness lies upon them as Emily finishes her apology. "Will you please say something?" Paige glances back down before prodding at her headphones again.
Emily concluding Paige wasn't going to say anything to her in return sighs in defeat and turns on her heels.
Before Emily can walk a distance safe enough to let go of the tears threatening to leave her eyes, Paige finally bellows out to her, "I'll do it."
Paige's husky and rasped voice causes Emily to stop in her tracks.
"I'll pretend to be your girlfriend as long as you need me to." Paige continues, coaxing Emily to turn around and face her.
Paige meets Emily's still saddened gaze. The soccer player can't help but flash her trademark smirk at the beautiful girl in front of her.
"I can't ask that of you Paige." Emily finally replies.
Paige continues to smirk at the tanned beauty, "You already have. So what's the big deal?"
Emily looks at her in disbelief, "The big deal is that I can't ask you to stop living your life, just so I can look better in front of my ex-girlfriend and only maybe, make her jealous."
"Oh she was jealous." Paige says smugly while sauntering to where Emily is standing with her arms crossed.
Emily rolls her eyes with a smile she can't help but express at Paige's captivating grin.
Thoughts of reality quickly pull her back down, "I'm serious Paige. What if you meet someone, or someone wants to try things out with? How would that work if you're too busy being in a fake relationship with me? I couldn't live with myself if I'm the reason you grow to be all alone with twenty-seven cats."
Paige rolls her eyes in response, "Would you stop being so dramatic? First of all, worst-case scenario we fake this thing for the rest of senior year. Second of all, I told you, I'm not looking for a real relationship right now anyway. And third of all, I won't be alone because you're in this thing with me. Which means you'll also be an old lady with twenty-seven cats." Paige punctuates with a smile.
"So are you in this or what?" Paige asks.
Emily sighs turning her face to her right, looking into the distance before she flits her gaze to Paige's warm stare.
A smile creeps onto her previously serious expression, "Okay, let's do it. But, if at anytime you feel like you want out, we'll stop. Deal?"
"You've got yourself a deal, Fields." Paige flashes her trademark smirk.