Acting On the Thoughts Within

How do you explain that friend who is always there for you, gives you unconditional love and isn't afraid to give you their opinion. How do you explain that friend who knows all your deep and darkest thoughts, know all your flaws and they just know everything about you. How do you explain that friend that sees you cry, holds your hair back while you throw up from drinking too much alcohol at a party and lets you get angry at them even though you're not anger at them to start with. How do you explain that friend that sticks up for you and isn't afraid to get into a fight/argument with someone else.

"Hanna," I heard someone call my name and I look up to see Emily looking at me with concern but she still had this adorable smile on her face.

"Sorry, what?" I asked confused at the problem.

"Nothing, you're just missing the movie and are staring off into space, I wanted to make sure everything was okay," Emily's forehead creased in concern.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you worried and I'm fine I was just thinking." Feeling a hand on my leg, I look down to see my legs were lying across Emily's leg and Emily had dropped her hand onto my leg. How do you explain that friend that you are extremely comfortable with that you can just sit on a couch watching a movie and just causally been snuggling up or sitting like this together?

Emily asked "What were you thinking about?"

"It was nothing," I replied a little too quickly.

"Well it has to be something because I don't think I've ever seen you this distracted during a movie, let alone this one," I understood where Emily was coming from because we were watching my favourite movie.

"Do you want some popcorn?" I asked while standing up from the couch trying to avoid Emily's question but more my thoughts. Making my way into the kitchen in hopes of Emily not following me but I heard footstep; which meant luck was not on my side today.

"Hanna, what's going on in the mind of yours," Emily asked and I started to look for popcorn.

"Nothing's wrong Emily, I'm just hungry and need popcorn. How did we not have popcorn we are watching a movie for god sake."

"Hanna," Emily said while grabbing from behind and turning me around. I was leaning up against the bench with Emily standing in front of me, she had her arms resting on the bench behind me and there was barely an inches between us. How do you explain that friend who stand this close to you and all you want to do is kiss her, not push her way no you want to smash your lips together. Thinking about kissing Emily, my eyes lowered downwards to Emily's kissable lips.

Groaning at myself, I say "Nothing is wrong Emily," moving out from being in Emily grp and over to the kitchen bench in the middle of the room. Taking a deep breath to try and get a grip of myself before I completely lost it. How do you explain to that friend that you want more than friendship, you want to be her girlfriend and her to be yours.

Emily then said "Hanna, you don't even know what I was going to say," I knew Emily was standing right behind me but for some reason she didn't.

Turning around to face Emily, I asked "What were you going to say?"

"You've always told me everything, you've never kept anything from me and I don't understand what's changed. Have I done something wrong?" Emily had this really vulnerable look upon her face and it made my heartbreak at her thinking this was her fault. Sometimes I forget that Emily has this vulnerability side to her, she's always been strong for me and literally a rock or alley for anyone who ever needed it.

"You've done nothing wrong, you never could do anything to hurt me mentally or physically, you just weren't programmed to hurt people," I rest a comforting hand upon Emily's shoulder in the hope of getting her to believe me.

"If I've done nothing wrong then what is it Hanna? What's going on the you can't talk to your best friend in the whole entire world about? Wait, hang on don't tell me you're breaking up with me? Have you found another best friend is that it? You've found someone who knows you better, well I guess you don't need to tell me I figured it out." I smiled at Emily ridiculousness, I seriously thought she was joking but when I saw tears in her eyes I realised Emily wasn't joking.

"I'm right, go spend the afternoon with her then," Emily went to move away from me but I had enough strengthen in me to stop Emily from leaving. Turning Emily body towards mine, getting onto my tippy-toes to reach Emily's lips and when I was in reach I smashed our lips together. As I was kissing Emily imagined the song 'All of Me' playing, I give my everything to Emily and in return Emily gives the same back to me. We show each other the real us, we are never fake with each other and we never have to act like different people; we can just be ourselves. Kissing Emily was like a magically dream, I never thought I would ever get to kiss Emily at least not seriously. As I went to pull my lips back from Emily's her lips followed me, her whole body followed me back and somehow I ended up making out with Emily in my kitchen while sitting on the bench with my leg wrapped around Emily and my fingers tangled in her hair.

Emily soon, quickly broke away from me and said "Wait, what are we doing?" Emily broke away from my body all together by moving to the other bench across me; I noted I've never seen Emily's eyes as wide as they were in this very moment.

"I can't be kissing you, not you Hanna you are straight," Emily kept mumbling words like these and I couldn't make sense of any of it.

"Emily," I shout at her trying to snap her out of the moment she was in or having.

Emily snaps her head up towards me and stopped her rant, I say "I kissed you Emily, not the other way around I kissed you," I made every word crystal clear.

"You kissed me," Emily repeated what I had said and those three words over and over again.

Ten minutes later Emily asked "Why did you kiss me Hanna?" Sliding down off the bench I had been sitting on and moving so I could stand in front of Emily, I looked into her eyes to make her believe my next words.

"I'm crazy about you Emily, I don't know when, why or what changed but suddenly the way we were acting towards each other wasn't just friendship. At first I tried to pretend nothing had changed but there are only so many hours of a day you can go without speaking or seeing your best friend, you're like this erasable drug that I can never have but yet my body is full of it."

"What?" Emily asked completely confused, it was my last confession that must've done it.

"I am crazy about one Emily Fields, I love you Emily and not just as friend. I've wanted more than friendship for a very long time but I didn't know how to explain it to you, make you understand."

"Are you serious? Or is this just one crazy joke that I do not understand?" Emily asked and I knew she needed to ask but it still hurts.

"I'm deadly serious Emily, this is no crazy joke or anything like it; it's me telling you how I truly feel."

"Why now? Why are you telling me this now?" Emily asked while I tried to figure out what she was thinking and feeling.

Carefully reaching out with my hand to run my fingers through Emily's hair, I say "Because I couldn't keep it in any longer, I couldn't stand the thought of you thinking the reason I was opening up was because of something you did wrong or because you thought there was someone else friendship."

"And kissing me was the only way you could think of possibly telling me."

"Yes, in this moment kissing you was the only way to get you to understand how I feel about you and what is truly going on in my head."

"Why didn't you just tell me this from the start? We would've saved a lot of time instead of being awarked, actually together and being honest with each other."

"Wait, what are you saying?" I asked completely confused by Emily's words, I guess there really is a first time for everything.

"Hanna, the way you feel about me is the exact same way I feel about you. I'm crazy about one Hanna Marin; I've always been crazy about you Hanna. For as long as I've known you there's always been this pull for me towards you, I've tried figuring out but nothing explains the way we are with each other."

"Right?" I say still not really taking Emily's words in other than we both have known that we act as more than friends.

"Hanna, did you hear what I said?" Emily asked and I took this time for my mind to rehear Emily's spoken word.

When I truly heard them for the fifth time, I said "You have feelings for me?"

"Yes Hanna."

"How long have you known?" I asked.

"Quite a while, I didn't say anything because I thought you were straight and I didn't want to ruin our friendship."

"No matter what my sexuality, you still could've told me, you can tell me anything Emily."

"Okay, can I tell you something now?"

"Of course," I say in a confused tone of why Emily needed to ask.

Emily said with a massive smile on her face "You are a really good kisser and I kind of want to have another make-out session," I heard in Emily's voice a nervous tone but it was still cute because it was Emily and everything about Emily is cute. Taking Emily's hand in mine, I lead her back into my lounge room where we were before this all start or began. Sitting Emily down on the couch before I then sat upon her legs, Emily smiled at me as she moved her arms around me to hold me steady and slowly we inched closer to each other's lips. How do you tell that friend you have feelings for them and you want more than friendship? Well I kissed my friend and it turned out great.

The End.