Again, sorry for the late update. This time I really don't have any real excuse, except I didn't know what to write. DAMN YOU WRITER'S BLOCK! Well, thanks again to all reviewers, followers, and favoriters. I hope you like the chapter. Criticism is always welcome, so please review.
And to let you know when I was reviewing my story chapters I might have accidentally not saved a few sentences that were meant to be in chapter 5 after they arrive at Aria's house. The flashback in this chapter refers to that.
Disclaimer: I do not own pretty little liars or any of the characters.
Hanna POV
I'm such an idiot. Of course -A would send it to her. Why wouldn't he? My heart clenched. Emily looked absolutely terrified. I just wanted to take the girl in my arms and reassure her that everything was okay, but my feet were frozen to the ground and my mouth was glued shut. The way her eyes glistened with unshed tears made me want to punch -A in the face for being a bitch. I couldn't handle a crying Emily. She was too sweet for that. She shouldn't be worried about some drunk kiss that she obviously has no recollection of. Does she really think I'd be that upset with her? It would take a lot for me to get mad at her. A lot more than some drunk kiss.
I looked over at Spencer and Aria who just shrugged. Yeah, that helps. Thanks guys. Well, it's not like we did anything. Emily was drunk. I didn't really mind the kiss anyway, so there's nothing to worry about.
"Yeah," I answered. "So -A sent you that picture too, huh?" I asked and waited patiently for any response.
"I am so sorry," Emily apologized frantically. "I had no idea what I was doing. I was upset and I drank a lot. I am so, so, so sorry, Hanna. It will never happen again, I promise. I don't even remember it." Emily rambled apprehensively.
"I didn't think you would," I said softly walking over to her, wiping away a lonely tear that streaked down her face. "You were really drunk off your ass." I flashed her a smile trying to let her know I wasn't upset or anything. I didn't like this weird tension that formed between us. It was way too serious and all awkward and maybe trying to laugh it off could ease it up a bit. I was happy to see the corners of her mouth tug upwards into a hesitant smile.
"You're not mad?" Emily flinched at her own question.
"Of course not." I put my arms around her and brought her into a hug. Emily relaxed into the embrace. I squeezed her tightly before letting go.
"I'm sorry," she repeated. "I-I can't believe I even did that."
"Me either," I laughed. Emily looked down at her feet bashfully. I'm teasing her again. She's blushing again. All is right with the world.
"You shoulda seen Hanna's reaction after you kissed her, Em. It was hilarious." Aria teased.
"Really? Why?" Emily turned back to me a little confused, but was definitely amused by my newfound blush.
"When you stopped kissing her, Hanna got so flustered, she fell. And apparently the kiss wasn't enough so she pulled you down with her." Spencer winked at Emily.
"Guess she wanted a little more action." Aria said and high fived Spencer. My face darkened to a deeper shade of red as my mouth hung wide open. Emily smirked at me, eyebrows raised questioningly as if asking 'what really happened?'
"T-Th-Thats not even . . . it was not like that." I stammered. Emily was making me nervous. "I just, I didn't know what was going on. After you kissed me, I didn't know what happened and I lost my footing and needed someone to balance myself with." My words sounded a little rushed as I tried to explain myself.
"Yeah, grabbing onto the drunk girl to keep your balance. Suuuure, Han. We believe that." Spencer said, eliciting a chuckle from Emily. She looked happy again even though it was at my expense and I didn't really care. I grinned and caught this, her own smile growing wider. Our eyes met briefly before I whipped my head to another direction. Why did I do that?
"Aww, Hanna can't even look you in the eyes because she's too shy." Aria mocked. I stared at her, mortified at what they were doing to me. Is this how it is when I tease them?
"I am not!" I say arms crossed over my chest. Emily laughed again. I desperately tried to hold back a smile, but it was pointless.
"Awww, whenever Emily smiles, Hanna smiles. So cute!" Aria exclaimed poking my cheek.
"Shut up." I said shooing her hand away. I looked at Emily shyly.
"Oh," Spencer's voice rose as she remembered something, "and when she tried to get you to change your clothes yesterday-"
"I think that's enough!" I interrupted loudly, taking Emily's hand in mine, forgetting all previous embarrassment, and lead her to the front door. "Well, we best be leaving. Mom's waiting for us." I said hurriedly.
"Let us know how lunch goes with the parents." Spencer said, dropping the teasing remarks.
"Should be a fun day." Aria added sarcastically.
"Oh yeah," I said rolling my eyes, "I am just jumping for joy. I'd so rather just hang out with Emily." I regretted my choice of words as Aria and Spencer opened their mouths to say something. I pushed Emily out the door before they could say anything stupid. I practically dragged Emily all the way to the car as she laughed her ass off the whole way there.
Emily POV
I slumped deeper into the car seat as I pretended not to hear Hanna's question. "What?" My voice sounded muffled as I buried my mouth in the palm of my hand, my elbow leaning against the car window. Hanna turned the radio off completely, making sure there was nothing that could stop me from hearing the question clearly.
"What happened last night?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You know what I mean." She said, eyes still focused on the road.
"I don't." I countered. I knew exactly what she meant. A delicate hand placed itself on top of mine affectionately. "Emily, why did you drink so much?" She said, choosing her words carefully. I remained silent. "Please say something." She pleaded. I opened my mouth several times, but couldn't find the words to tell her what was wrong. I hate when Hanna gets all serious like this. She's not gonna stop until she knows whats wrong. Suddenly my head banged against the window as Hanna pulled over and stopped the car.
"Han?" I rubbed my forehead.
"What's going on, Em?"
"Hanna, they're waiting for us." I said gazing out the window again.
"I don't care." She stated simply. "I care about you." Her words made me turn to face her, brown eyes meeting loving blue ones. Why am I being such a dumbass? You know she cares about you. She shouldn't have to explain that to you. "Something's wrong and I already told you the kiss was okay, so there's something else." She said, her eyes seeing straight through me.
"Why do you have to know?" I asked, not angry, just stalling. She seemed a little taken a back.
"I'm your best friend. Shouldn't that be enough?" She sounded so hurt. I'm such an idiot. I don't want to hurt her. She forgives you for last night and you treat her like this when she's just trying to help.
"I'm sorry, Hanna. I'm under a lot of stress. Can we just go?" Hanna didn't say anything. I sighed as my phone started ringing. I didn't really want to talk to my mom, but maybe talking to her would actually be less awkward than this confrontation. Before I could even press the button to answer, Hanna snatched the phone out of my hands and stuffed it in her pocket.
"Hanna! Give it."
"Not until you tell me what's wrong," she stated calmly.
"What do you want me to say? C'mon Hanna, my mom's calling me. I don't want to give her another reason to hate me, so can you just give it back?" I choked out. I sat deeper in my seat my vision blurred with tears. Hanna closed her eyes tightly with sudden realization. She took a deep breath before speaking again.
"So that's what's been upsetting you." She said more to herself than me. "I'm sorry, Em. I wasn't trying to hurt you. That's never my intention. You've been really out of it lately and that worries me because I really do love you. Me watching you hurting inside isn't fun. Emily, this isn't something you should beat yourself up for. I don't think you should be worrying over something you shouldn't be." She said. I knew Hanna could be serious when she wanted to be, but it still surprised when she was.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, Em," Hanna started, "your mom loves you, whether she shows it in the right way or not." I turned my body towards her completely giving her my full attention. She smiled at me with adoration, gently erasing the tears on my face with the pad of her thumb. "I know she loves you and she's trying to come around to the you she doesn't know. And she has to start somewhere. Maybe lunch is the place to start." She said.
"You sound so sure. What if you're wrong?" I asked.
"Am I ever?" She laughed. I just looked down at my hands. She lifted my chin up with her finger and her other hand intertwined with mine. "She will come around. If she really is crazy enough not to love you, then you'll always have me." She said genuinely. "I know I might not be enough, but that's why we have Spencer and Aria and you'll have my mom who thinks you're her daughter instead of me." I laughed at that. "Give her a chance, Em." Hanna reluctantly let go of my hand to start the car.
"Han?" I said before she began driving. She turned to me expectantly. I leaned over placing my hand on her left cheek and lightly pecked the other. I pulled back a bit so our eyes met. "Thanks." I said shyly. I returned to my seat watching happily as Hanna beamed from ear to ear, cheeks tinged with a soft shade of pink where I had kissed.
"No problem."
Hanna POV
"Soooooo, can I ask you a question?" Emily asked me as we were only two minutes from my house.
"Yup." I answered absent mindedly.
"What else happened last night, besides, you know, stripping in front of everyone . . . and me kissing you." She asked hesitantly. "And what was Spencer talking about before you said we had to go?" I was definitely not expecting that question as I remembered what happened.
*Flashback*
Spencer and Aria conveniently went to go get something to drink while I got stuck helping the drunk girl out of her clothes.
"Emmmm," I whined. I pushed her onto the bed roughly, practically wrestling with her to get Aria's stupid jacket off. Emily was being way to difficult. She kept moving and squirming around restlessly. And she was the one who wanted me to help her in the first place. If it was up to me I would make her go to sleep with what she had on. But every time I say I'm done with her, she just asks me to help her change out of her clothes again with sad brown eyes and this adorable little pout How could I not give in?
I finally unzipped the jacket and tore it off her. Thank God, she could put her bra on without my help.
"Okay, stop moving, so I could put the shirt on." I told her as I tried to bring Aria's tank top over her head. But of course she didn't listen and kept shifting her head around.
"I liked stripper Emily better." I told her, my arms flailing in exasperation. She smiled innocently. Emily was so different when she was drunk. I forcefully pulled her up into a sitting position and tugged the shirt over her head.
Emily continuously kicked her legs all over the place while I was trying to help her out of her jeans. I am so not dealing with this. I straddled the brunette's legs so they wouldn't move as much. I pinned her hands above her head with one hand while the other worked to undo the button on her jeans. It proved difficult with the weird angle I was working from. After I finally got that done, I undid the zipper.
I heard a snap and turned my head to the bedroom door.
"Hey, Hanna." Spencer said as Aria held her phone up in our direction.
"You did not just take a picture of us." I said incredulously. I suddenly realized how bad this position looked.
"I would never do that," She said feigning innocence.
"Aria, delete that!" I shouted as she escaped through the door with a hysterical Spencer following closely behind, saying something about getting sleeping bags. I had no energy to chase after them. I let go of Emily's hands and tried to pick her up off the bed so she could stand. She must have tired out after all that and leaned on my shoulders for support. At least she stopped moving. I sat on one knee to pull her pants all the way down. Emily's hands gripped my shoulders even tighter in an attempt to not fall over. Her eyes were closed and I sighed deeply and tried to finish getting her dressed so we could just go to sleep.
I heard my phone ringing and hoped that it wasn't my mom. Boy, was I gonna be in for it. I listened to my mom talk as I held my phone in between my ear and my shoulder as I got Emily in Aria's sweatpants. I said goodbye to my mom, putting my phone away. Emily and I fell onto the bed as Spencer and Aria walked in. Emily gave me a warm kiss on my cheek. She muttered a small thanks and rested her head against my shoulder, fast asleep.
*end of flashback*
Emily POV
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Hanna said.
"You know we see them all the time. I could just call them right now and ask them?" I said with a smirk.
"Not without your phone, you're not." She said pulling my phone out of her pocket with a Cheshire grin.
"What the-" I smiled disbelieving as I remembered when she confiscated it from me.
"Alright, give it back." I said as we pulled up in front of Hanna's house.
"Nah, I think I'm gonna keep it." I tried to get it from her, but she pulled it away at the last second.
"Nuh-uh, no phone for you. If you want it, come and get it." My eyes widened as she shoved the phone in her bra. She laughed as my mouth opened in complete shock, but I smiled none-the-less. It took me a while to realize I was staring at her breasts since that's where she put my phone. My eyes met knowing ones.
"Did you like what you saw?" She asked.
"I didn't mean to stare. I was just thinking of my phone and because it was there. . . " I said trailing off, the words not coming out the way I wanted them to.
"It's okay, Em." She said getting out of the car. By the time she was halfway to the door, I noticed I hadn't moved. I quickly toppled out of the car and called after her.
"Hey, you still have my phone!"
I was originally going to make Emily's reason for drinking because of Hanna, but for some reason it didn't work well with what I wanted to happen in the story. And I kind of want Hanna to fall for Emily first. And I also needed to show that Emily is worried about how her mom feels since its gonna play a part in the story. I hope the chapter was okay. Please review and let me know how you guys feel about it.
