Spencer smoothed out her dress while looking in her mirror, "do you guys think a lot of people are going to be there tonight?" Aria stood at Spencer's dresser and looked in the mirror to put on her earrings, "I heard it was going to be a pretty big party."
Hanna sat on Spencer's bed watching her friends finishing getting dressed, "yeah, and it's the first Friday night back from Christmas break, so you know it's going to be so hype."
Emily listened to her friends gossip about some of the potential people who may show up at the party. Hanna and Spencer's boyfriends were going to be at the party, and the plan was to go come back to Spencer's after the party to spend the night.
Mr. and Mrs. Hastings were going out of town to visit Melissa for the weekend and help her move into her new apartment in Philadelphia. Emily leaned down to snuggle her foot in her heel and she stood back up to examine herself.
Emily didn't look too bad at all. She was fierce and sassy without even giving much effort. She wore jeans that fit her legs and butt perfectly and her nude heels were just the right height. Emily's tank top and blazer typically would have looked boring on anyone else, but somehow made the swimmer look fashionable and stylish. Emily's long, dark hair fell straight around her shoulders and down her back.
"Em, your phone is ringing," Spencer said, tossing Emily her phone off of her dresser. Emily caught it and glanced down at the screen. She smiled when she saw the name and immediately unlocked the phone to answer the call.
"Hey…..okay cool, we'll be down in a minute….." the brunette smiled and mumbled into the phone where her friends couldn't hear. Spencer, Aria, and Hanna all flashed eyes at each other and playfully rolled their eyes and smiled.
"Bye," Emily said, hanging up the phone. When she put the phone down she looked up to have three pairs of eyes looking back at her, "what?!"
Aria laughed and shrugged her shoulders, "nothing, you just seem really giddy about that phone call." Emily tried to fight back her smile, "mhm, well Alison is walking over now Spence. So we should go downstairs and wait for her."
Hanna got off of the bed to walk out of Spencer's bedroom. Aria followed Hanna and Spencer started to follow the two girls downstairs.
"Spence," Emily called out, stepping closer to Spencer's bedroom door. Spencer turned around to face Emily. "Thank you for allowing Alison to stay tonight and come over and all, I know that you really are trying with her and I appreciate it so much," Emily honestly stated.
Spencer put her hand on Emily's shoulder, "of course, Em." Emily smiled at Spencer and Spencer returned a smile back, "come on, we don't want to leave Alison waiting," Spencer commented.
Emily followed Spencer out of her bedroom and walked downstairs to her living room. Emily and Spencer had always had a good relationship. The two just clicked and Emily always knew that Spencer would have her back and also her best interest. Spencer was a one of a kind friend, and Emily was more than thankful for the intelligent Hasting's daughter.
"Hi," a voice sang out as Emily reached the bottom of the stairs. Emily looked up to see the most beautiful girl she had ever seen looking at her.
The brunette smiled at the girl and couldn't resist to walk to her. Emily opened her arms for the girl to walk in them and hug her. When she wrapped her arms around Emily's waist, Emily replied, "hi."
Alison pulled out of Emily's embrace and fired her eyes into Emily's. Emily couldn't help but to keep her stare in Alison's eyes.
"Should we excuse ourselves so you two can fuck?" Hanna asked. Emily broke her gaze from Alison and flashed her brown eyes to Hanna. Hanna shrugged, "just saying. Your eye sex does more orgasmic work than some people's regular sex."
Spencer and Aria groaned, "Hanna."
"What?! It's true," Hanna replied. Alison chuckled at Hanna's words. She felt herself starting to actually like Hanna a bit because of how bold she was.
Aria turned to Alison, "sorry, she kind of has no filter." Spencer joined in, "and sometimes she doesn't know when to shut up."
Emily took in the sight of Alison while the girls were in conversation about the party tonight. Alison was of course in a dress that showed off her legs. Her heels were tall enough to even to Emily's height with her heels on as well, and Alison's blonde hair was in her signature golden curls.
Emily bit her bottom lip. She knew it was going to be hard to keep her hands off of Alison tonight.
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Alison tugged at Emily's hand, "Emily.." The brunette turned around to find a intoxicated blue eyed blonde pulling at her hand. Emily herself was a bit warm and smiled at Alison, "yes?"
Alison grinned, "can we go somewhere?" Emily laughed, "Alison, I think people would notice if you're gone." Alison frowned at Emily and let go of her hand.
Emily was right though, people would notice. When the give girls walked into the party, all eyes went to Alison. Which was completely typical. There were mumbles and whispers asking why Alison was with the four girls, but others just completely ignored the fact and continued to stare at the blonde.
Some people stared at Emily, which Emily too was a bit used to. Emily wasn't exactly Alison status at Rosewood, but Emily did hold a high approval of attractiveness rate. With everyone knowing that Emily was a lesbian, and as gorgeous as she already was, guys sometimes couldn't even resist eyeing the brunette, and a lot of the girls couldn't either because even though they were straight, they considered Emily to be "that girl" who could "turn them gay."
Hanna herself was also a target of public gazing as well ever since she had transformed from "Hefty Hanna" to the stylish, fab, Hanna that she is now.
Emily leaned down to whisper in Alison's ear, "just be patient with me tonight." Alison shook her head, "I've waited three weeks now for you to touch me again." A small laugh escaped from Emily's lips, "bossy and impatient, who would've known."
Alison took another sip from her cup, "I told you that you would get used to it." The blonde turned and walked away from Emily, disappearing into the crowd of the people.
Emily turned and saw Hanna and Caleb Rivers. Hanna smiled when she saw Emily, "Em!" Caleb turned to face Emily as well. "Yay and you're alone! Did Alison leave?" Hanna asked. Emily softly shoved Hanna, "no, she's talking or something. We aren't dating. We don't have to know where each other is at all times."
Caleb opened his mouth, "wow, so it is true. You really are a thing with little miss Alison DiLaurentis." Emily took a swig of her cup and laughed, "and what does that supposed to mean?"
Caleb put his arm around Hanna's waist and pulled her closer to him, "oh, you know exactly what it means. I didn't think would ever see you with a girl like her." Emily took another sip of her drink, tired of hearing the same old stories about Alison over and over again.
"I know, Caleb, I've heard," Emily replied. "We just don't want you to—," Caleb started, but was interrupted. "Get hurt, I know," Emily finished for him. Caleb sighed, "just be careful with her. That girl is toxic."
Emily nodded and downed the rest of her drink. She sat the empty cup down on the table beside of them, "I'm going to get another drink." Hanna eyed Emily, "are you sure you want to do that? You're looking a bit, um, happy already as it is."
Emily turned and gave Hanna a thumbs up as she walked to the kitchen to get another drink.
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"I would love to take you out sometime."
Alison flashed a small smile, "sorry, I'm seeing someone." The blonde took another sip of her drink. "He can't do for you what I can, darlin'," the guy replied. Alison titled her head and sarcastically, "you know, you're probably right about that." Alison walked away from the guy and rolled her eyes.
She was beyond used to guys coming up to her and moving moves on her. Usually it was entertaining, but tonight it was annoying. Her only focus was on a tanned beauty that she hadn't seen in the past twenty minutes.
Alison had craved Emily's touch ever since Emily let off of her three weeks ago in the club, and now that Alison was drunk, she couldn't hold it back any longer. She needed to feel Emily again.
The blonde walked through the party to find the brunette. Alison was stopped almost every three steps to talk to friends or drunken admirers she had that were too shy to soberly talk to her, but found the courage in alcohol to approach her.
Alison eventually made it to the other side of the room. She scanned to look for Emily throughout the room.
Her eyes focused on two girls. One girl had her neck buried in the other girl's neck. Alison couldn't see the face of the girl getting kissed on but Alison was jealous of her because of the attention she was getting at the moment.
Alison couldn't help but to think of when Emily's lips were on her neck. The blonde internally smiled at the thought. Alison looked harder at the girl being kissed and she had to double take at her glare on the girl.
Once the girl had finally turned her face to the side, Alison's jaw quickly tightened and her anger shot up quicker than she ever thought it could. The girl was Emily. Emily was the girl getting kissed on the neck.
Alison quickly finished the last bit of her drink and tossed on the table beside of her. Livid was an understatement. Alison had felt like a hole had just blown up in her heart. Alison felt her body pulsing with anger as she walked towards Emily.
The blonde never took her blue daggers off of the two girls. Alison's current expression was one that scared grown men. The blonde pushed her way through the swarm of high schoolers.
"What the hell are you doing," Alison darkly spat, her voice stern and assertive. Emily jumped back and turned to face Alison, "Alison, it's definitely not what it looks like, I swear."
Alison looked down to see Emily's hands on the girl's waist. "You're such a fucking joke," Alison sharply replied. The girl pulled her head out of Emily's neck. She was clearly wasted. Emily tried to back out of the girl's hold, but the girl tightened her grip on Emily, "Emily, please come back," the girl drunkenly mumbled.
Emily had been trying to get out of the girl's hold the entire time. The brunette knew that the girl was clearly way more wasted than she should have been, so she wasn't going to be rude, but she did spend the past few seconds dodging unwanted kisses from the girl and leaning back to get her lips off of Emily's neck.
Alison glared at the girl, "who the fuck are you?" Emily could hear the slur in Alison's voice. Emily tried to pry herself off of the girl's hold. The girl finally let go of Emily and turned to face Alison, "I know who you are, and you don't scare me."
Alison barked a laugh, "really? You looked pretty damn scared to me." Emily backed away from the girl, "Alison, she's trashed, just let it go." Alison turned to face Emily, "you could be taking her side right now after she sucked your neck off, wouldn't you?"
The girl winked at Emily and Alison nearly lost it. "You can go fuck off now, this isn't yours," Alison sternly stated, grabbing Emily. Emily sipped one arm around Alison's waist, "Alison, no. She's drunk. She's not in a normal state of mind."
Alison let another dark laugh slip her lips, "please, she just doesn't have enough balls to do this to you sober." Alison turned back to the girl, "keep your lips off of her."
The girl shot back at Alison, "why do you care? She seemed to like it." Emily tightened her grip around Alison's waist, knowing the blonde was about to pop off.
"Is that so?" Alison sarcastically questioned. The girl crossed her arms and nodded. "Funny, because she doesn't seem to act like that when I'm clamped to her neck," Alison fired back. Emily pulled Alison's body back from the girl.
The girl eyed Emily and then Alison again, "well obviously you're not doing it right." Alison chuckled, keeping her same sarcastic tone, "you couldn't have this if you tired, sweetheart." The girl laughed with Alison's same tone, "are you sure about that?"
Alison turned to face Emily and cupped the brunette's face. Before Emily could react, Alison clashed their lips together. Emily closed her eyes and fell into Alison's drunken kiss. Even intoxicated, their lips moved in sync with each other.
Alison kept her lips hard against Emily and kissed her as if it her life depended on it. Emily gripped Alison's waist and pulled the blonde closer to her. Before Emily could keep it going longer, Alison broke the kiss and looked back at the girl.
"Are you sure now?"
The girl rolled her eyes and turned to walk away from the two girls. Emily pulled Alison closer to her, "Alison—,"
"No," Alison said, cutting off the brunette, "leave me the hell alone. You had another bitch all on you," she slurred. Alison pushed Emily's arm off of her and walked passed the brunette. Emily followed Alison, "Alison, stop."
The brunette followed the blonde all the way to the hall in the house. Alison opened a bathroom door and before she could close it, Emily slipped in the door as well. Emily shut and locked the door and turned back around to face Alison.
"What don't you understand about leave me alone," Alison snapped. "You don't want that," Emily replied, stepping closer to the blonde. "Yes, I do," Alison stated, her voice filled with madness.
"No, I know you don't," Emily responded, stepping closer to the blonde. "Don't tell me what I mean and what I fucking don't, Emily Fields," Alison shot. Emily stepped closer to the blonde, caging her against the counter in the bathroom.
"Tell me you don't want me right now and I'll walk out of this door," Emily whispered.
"Did she feel good on your neck?" Alison snarked.
"She barely touched it. If you had paid closer attention you would have noticed that I had kept her a pretty good distance away from me," Emily replied.
Emily could still taste Alison on her lips from their short but intense kiss. "Let me catch another damn girl on you," Alison barked. Emily pulled Alison closer to her, "what are you going to do about it?"
Alison threw her hands in Emily's hair and whispered against her lips, "I'll fucking kill her." Emily laughed, "bossy, impatient, and terrifying." Alison softly yanked Emily's hair, "it's not funny, I'm serious. Another girl even thinking about you having your hands all over her makes me want to punch her in the face."
"You don't have to work about anyone, Alison. I'm yours," Emily said. Alison leaned forward and kissed Emily's soft lips with force. Alison couldn't wait any longer. She needed Emily again. Alison broke her lips off of Emily's and grabbed her hand to lead Emily to the door or the bathroom, "prove it to me."
