Hey GUYS! So today is obviously Friday, I'm not really feeling very well, so I'm sorry if I updated late again I fell asleep for three hours. Lmfao, but here is chapter eleven, this chapter is how this fanfic was born in my head. I hope you like it!
Alison's POV
My heart leaped so fast I thought I would throw up once those words left Emily's lips, the pounding in my chest was probably loud enough for her to hear it. I searched for any sign of falsity in those chocolate eyes and I found none. When your secret admirer secretly admires you back it's almost better than waking up on Christmas morning, I realized I haven't said in a word in like five minutes so I panicked.
"You know what, that's a good thing that you're my secret admirer, because I've been secretly admiring you since the day our paths crossed." I smiled happily.
"So, Alison, would you like to go on a date with me this upcoming Sunday?" She nervously slid her hands into her back pockets. "I mean, we could come here, I can watch you perform and we could go out to dinner and a movie or something?"
"How incredibly classic," I giggled "Emily I'd love to go on a date with you!"
"So it's a yes?" She grinned.
"It's more than a yes! What should I be wearing?"
"Anything you feel comfortable in, it's not going to be too extravagant. I promise, you won't be underdressed." She smiled shyly.
"Well, I don't think I'd ever have the courage to ask you on that date myself so can I pick you up?" I asked hopefully. "I know it's a little unorthodox to chauffeur the person who asked me on a date around but I don't care."
"If that would make you happy" She smiled. "If you really wanna do that I won't tell you that you can't."
"Holy HELL I'M ALREADY SHIPPING IT!" Hanna shouted, causing Emily to flinch. "Oh sorry, you'll get used to that!"
"I hope so, Alison, I'll be here around six?"
"You can just call me Ali if you want. Might be a bit easier."
"Okay Ali, I'll be here at six." She bit her lip.
"Perfect! I can't wait!"
Sunday
Emily's POV
I've never been more nervous in my life than I am at this moment, Alison seems like a very relaxed girl, it's just that I'm wary of being out in public because of what I do to make money. Although I've convinced myself that Ali doesn't have to live in secret alongside me, she doesn't deserve to be hid away from the rest of the world. If anything I'm kinda proud in a way because she's so sweet and that should always be rewarded. I just can't shake this feeling in the pit of my stomach that something is going happen and it's gonna fuck everything up.
"Emily you look adorable."
"Hey, Samara do you think you could drop me off at Haus? I think I'm going to get in an accident if I drive myself there, I'm so nervous." I admitted while wiping the palms of my hands on my shorts.
I dressed as casually as I could, black shorts, a red crop top and my red high top converse; I just hope Alison doesn't think I tried too hard to look normal.
"Well, yeah Em, that's perfectly fine with me." Samara replied. "Are you gonna call me when you wanna get picked up?"
"Yeah, if that's okay." I said nervously.
"Emily, take a deep breath okay? I'm sure everything will go fine with Alison, she seems to adore you half naked so I'm sure she has no issue with the way you look." She smiled.
"Really? How do you know that?" I inquired.
"Hanna told me so, now let's shake a tail feather and get you to the bar." She gave me a hug. "I know this is so out of your element, just pretend you're hanging out with me, Alison and I aren't so different, nothing is gonna ruin this date for you."
"I hope you're right." I sighed following Samara out of the house and in the car.
Samara pulled up by the sidewalk, just as I was about to get out she grabbed my wrist. "Good luck Em, just be confident. Alison likes you, there's no reason to panic."
"Samara-" I protested.
She held up a finger. "Emily, your brows never furrow like that unless you're about to have a panic attack, oh and you bite your lips a lot. Just breathe, okay?"
I exaggerated a deep breath and smirked at her. "How was that?"
"Get the hell in there, dumbass. I love you." She smiled. "It's nice to see you feeling something rather than nothing, I'll admit I did miss the way your eyebrows furrow."
"Okay, bye Samara. I'll call you." I shut the door and walked inside.
Alison sat in the seat opposite of me. "Hey, you missed me perform. Are you okay?" She asked innocently.
"Crap! I'm so sorry, Alison! If you want the honest truth I was really nervous." I confessed. "I haven't been on a date in a while, I was a little stressed out about what I was wearing and-"
"Em, it's okay, I've never been on a date before either. I was worried you got hurt, you're half an hour late."
I groaned and put my face in my hands. "I'm so stupid. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to be late."
"Aw Em, don't sweat it, please don't panic or worry." She took my hands away from my face "Hey, I'm not mad or upset...you look really nice."
"You look amazing, I probably look like trash next to you."
She blushed, stood up, and held her hand out for me. "For the record, I think you look perfect, you're hardly trash. Are you ready to go?"
I smiled gratefully and took her hand as she lead me out the back door to the parking lot.
We walked towards an all black Mercedes and I felt my stomach drop. "Holy hell, is this yours?"
"Yeah, why? Do you hate my car?" She chewed her bottom lip. "We could get a cab-"
"No, I'm in love with your car, I always wanted a Mercedes since I was fourteen." I looked over the body of the car lovingly and opened my door and sat inside, something I never was able to do.
"So where are we going?" She asked sliding into the drivers side.
"Do you like Italian?" I smiled.
"Who doesn't like Italian?" She returned with a smirk that could make anyone have heart palpitations.
"I made reservations at Paesanos, I've heard their food is to die for." I bit my lip.
"Sounds delicious, I might've passed by it a few times, but I know how to cook and I'm a little anxious in social situations like that." She confessed. "I'm really excited to try it for the first time with you."
I gulped. "Y-yeah, it's going to be awesome."
Ali reached her hand over the console and took my hand. "You're a little clammy, are you still nervous? Because you don't have to be, I like you. I wouldn't have agreed to a date if I didn't." She offered a smile.
"Okay, thanks Ali, that makes me feel better."
"Put your seatbelt on, God forbid if we got in an accident I don't want you to go flying through the windshield."
"Hello, two for Emily Fields." I told the hostess.
"Right this way!" She seated us and gave us menus. "Your server should be over in a flash, enjoy your dining experience at Paesanos!"
"Wow this all looks really good!"
"Get whatever you like, it's on me, since you wanted to cart me around." I joked.
"Oh my gosh it's been forever since I've had Alfredo sauce."
"Why is that?" I asked curiously.
"Hanna isn't a fan, it gives her stomach aches." She replied. "You learn to compromise when you've lived with someone for so long. I don't mind not making Alfredo sauce."
"That's sweet of you, giving up something you like for Hanna's sake." I cleared my throat. "I'm thinking about getting spaghetti and meatballs, how about you?"
"You know what, I'm gonna have Alfredo's Fettucini." She closed her menu. "So your last name is Fields?"
"Yeah, why? Were you planning on what your last name would be?" I chuckled.
She playfully shoved my shoulder. Our server came and put in our orders, we just made small talk throughout the entirety of dinner. When the food came it was above satisfactory and Alison looked like she really was enjoying her dinner.
"Oh my gosh I'm so full. I couldn't possibly eat anything else today." She groaned.
I left a fifty on our table and told our server to keep the change.
This is actually really pleasant, why was I so worried before?
Alison's POV
We arrived at the theater and I've been actually dying to see 50 Shades of Grey but I don't want to make this an awkward date. Emily and I were walking towards the theater and suddenly Emily froze in her tracks and I could feel her muscles tense up.
"Em? Are you okay?" I asked.
"M-maybe we should go to a different theater." She stammered.
I looked in her eyes and they had fear behind them. "Emily, you can tell me what's bothering you. I won't judge."
"N-never mind let's go get tickets, you wanted to see 50 Shades right?" She forced a smile.
I sighed. "Emily, we don't have to see that movie, I don't care what movie we go see, hell, I'd even see the Spongebob Movie as long as I get to sit next to you."
"It's perfectly okay-"
"Hi, two for the Spongebob Movie, please." I cut her off to get tickets.
The guy raised an eyebrow and rung us up anyway. Emily paid because she refused my money, goof. Oh well, I'm enjoying my time with Emily, I'm positive that I'd go on another date with her.
"Alison, are you sure? We can ditch the movie if you want." Emily smiled while we were getting into the theater seats.
I playfully scoffed. "Oh hush, I did secretly want to see this movie if you want the truth."
Emily giggled and tossed a small handful of popcorn at me, my jaw dropped. "Emily Fields you did not just do that to me."
She plucked a kernel out of my hair. "Well, by the looks of it I did." She winked.
"Wow, its so on." I whispered to myself as the movie started.
When the movie ended I think I laughed way more at this movie and I'm twenty-one. I got some nasty glares from some mom with her eight year old son. Figures! Oh well, I had a great time and I don't want this date to end.
"Hey Em?"
"Hm?"
"Thank you for tonight, I had a great time. Would you do one thing for me?"
"Yeah sure, what is it?"
"Okay, would you like to come on a date with me next time?"
She grinned. "That sounds good, I'd like that."
"Oh and I wanted to give you something," I blushed. "lean towards me?"
She leaned in and I stole a kiss from her cheek.
"WELL, WELL, WELL, WHAT A SMALL WORLD WE LIVE IN." An irritating voice called out.
I saw Emily visibly becoming uncomfortable as this asshole approached us. She had brown hair and her body language just screamed bitch. I don't know her but her bitch vibes radiated off of her face.
"Didn't know the whore came out in daylight!" She sneered.
"Who the actual fuck do you think you're talking to?" I asked angrily.
"OH, if I knew I could get a date out with a whore I would've taken the opportunity." She laughed snidely. "Does this little shit know about me?" She pointed at me.
"Can you please not make a scene here?" Emily whispered.
"WHY? SO NOBODY WOULD KNOW ABOUT HOW YOU FUCKED ME FOR MONEY, YOU DESPERATE WHORE?" She screamed causing every head to turn and look at us and the whispering started.
Emily took off running, shit this is why she didn't want to come to this theater. FUCK!
I was fuming at this stupid bitch. "How dare you shame her in public!" I clenched my fists.
"What are you gonna do about it shrimp?" She held her arms out.
I cocked back and punched this bitch in the face so hard she landed on the ground. "MY NOSE, YOU FUCKING BROKE IT!" She yelled.
"Don't you EVER fucking slut shame my girlfriend, you disrespectful fuck. If I see you near her I promise I'll break every bone in your fucking body, and if you're dumb enough to come back after that I will BURY YOU, do understand me?" I said through clenched teeth.
"Go fuck yourself!" She retorted.
I kicked her in the face, knocking her out, and ran out of the theater to find Emily. I panicked after ten minutes of yelling her name, so I got into my car, starting to drive around looking for her.
It's been half an hour and I finally found her, sobbing as she was walking.
I rolled down the passenger side window in partial relief. "Emily!"
"Alison, go home." She sniffled.
"Um, no. You're getting in this damn car, it's dangerous out there at night!"
"Leave me alone, I'm just a worthless, desperate whore." She sobbed. "You deserve better."
"EMILY GODDAMN FIELDS GET IN THIS CAR RIGHT NOW!" I hollered in frustration.
"Why should I?"
"I did not beat some unknown bitches ass for my girlfriend, and not even get to take you home safely." I shouted not realizing my choice of words.
"Wh-what did you say?" She swiped away at her tears.
"I...get in the fucking car and I might repeat myself." I unlocked the door.
She hesitantly got in and I grabbed her by the shirt and yanked her close to me. "Don't ever fucking worry me like that again!" I threw my arms in the air.
"You said you beat that girl up, that was a past client of mine." She paused. "You called me your girlfriend..."
"Shut up and come here," I cupped her cheeks and kissed her lips softly. "we can work towards that title, okay? Even if you aren't my girlfriend, it doesn't mean I'm not going to protect you and care about you as if you are my girlfriend. Okay?"
"O-okay, I'm sorry that this happened." She apologized sadly.
"Hey, I should've listened to you when you suggested a different theater. Don't worry about it." I took her hand. "Put your seatbelt on I'm taking you home."
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