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Chapter 21 !
Alison's POV
She drinks the last sip of her coffee, even though she regretted picking the cinnamon latte when she took her first sip. Did they have to fill half of the cup with cinnamon ? But Alison was too stressed to afford not drinking it, she needed something to help her facing Emily. She's been parked outside of the brunette's house for fifteen minutes now, in the dark at this cold evening of January. She watches Emily's house, seeming dark except for Emily's room with the lights on, which probably means she's alone.
Alison doesn't know why she's so hesitant. Maybe because she's afraid to not be able to keep her walls up with the brunette anymore, or maybe she's afraid of the truth, that might or might not be ugly. How is she even supposed to bring it up, though ? Does she even have the right to, at this point ? Of course she does, she thinks. Emily told her she loved her, and Alison did the same... Isn't that enough ? And Emily definitely did look like she regretted that decision of staying friends earlier (even though she couldn't say anything about that decision but i don't know and I'm sorry which pissed the blonde off), doesn't that give Alison the right to know what is happening in Emily's life ? Of course it does, she thinks again before finally exiting her car and walking to Emily's front door.
She hesitates a couple seconds before ringing the doorbell. Her lips tremble at the cold weather, she quickly hydrates them and puts some chapstick on them, because she always want her lips to look tempting for the brunette, no matter if they're fighting or not, because Alison feeds off that lustful look Emily reserves only for her. And it's crazy, how things have changed. Alison once didn't have to look at herself in the mirror to be sure that she attracts Emily, because the brunette looked at her with such admiration even when she was just wearing PJs. Now, Alison carefully picks her clothes, her underwear as well as her bra. She stares at herself in the mirror forever, making her make up perfect every time she goes to see Emily. Alison realizes it's been minutes since she rang the doorbell so she rings it again, only this time four times in a row.
After a few seconds, the door finally opens and she is greeted by no one else but Emily, wearing only a T-shit and some underwear. She lingers at the brunette's odd condition, as she's usually such a prude. Emily looks at Alison with small eyes, like her eyelids are heavy and she seems... absent.
"Is that how you usually greet people ? Almost naked ?", the blonde ask, still with her stern tone that she used earlier at school.
Emily rubs her eyes and disappears into the house, leaving the door wide open for Alison to come in. The blonde watches the brunette curiously, not sure what is up with her. She follows her slowly after walking in the house and locking the door behind her. When she walks in the living room, Emily dives to the couch on her front, her hand and hair falling from it.
"Please don't tell me you're here to get to me again", Emily pleads, her voice deep as her throat is pressed against the couch.
Alison stands still, staring at the messy brunette. She's not sure what to say thus she stays quiet, trying to understand Emily's weird-self.
"It's okay I got it earlier. I was a jerk and an assho-"
"Emily ! Get up !", the blonde orders, pretty convinced that something is definitely wrong with the brunette.
Emily looks up at the blonde, hurt and confusion showing in her eyes. It looks like she's in he own world, and Alison can't help worrying about her unusual behaviour. As the brunette doesn't get up, Alison steps forward, closer to her, ready to pull her up but Emily gently grabs the blonde's arm, stroking it softly and giving her a distant but soft smile.
Alison kneels down to look at the brunette's face closely. Her gaze is distant, yet calm and her face is peaceful. Emily, still lying on her front, reaches out for the blonde's face. She strokes her cheek softly, sending chills down Alison's spine, and soon her hand gets lost into the blonde's hair on the back of her head, which sends her even more chills.
"You're so beautiful", Emily says mildly as she smiles lovingly at the blonde, making her heart melt slowly.
"Em, you're drunk", Alison whispers as she smells the strong scent of alcohol mixed with... something else all over the brunette, "And... Em, are you on something ?"
Emily lets out a small moan and closes her eyes, letting go of Alison's hair. The blonde quickly gets up and pulls at the brunette's arm, forcing her to stand up and face her. Emily opens her eyes and gazes lovingly again at the blonde and smiles softly, still not giving an answer.
"Emily, since when do you smoke that ?", Alison asks worriedly as she quickly figured out that unfamiliar scent mixed up with the scent of alcohol on Emily.
"Never ?", Emily laughs sweetly, trying to erase the frown on the blonde's face, "Until tonight I guess"
Alison looks away from Emily for a second and sighs. Why would Emily do this to herself ? Did the blonde's neglect towards her those last couple days hurt her that much ? She grabs both of the brunette's hands gently and looks at her straight in the eyes before speaking again.
"Is this about... Us ?", Alison soughs, holding the brunette's hands hard while she tries to make her feel safe about opening to her.
Emily smiles again and lets out a light laugh. She buries her face into the blonde's shoulder and wraps her arms around her waist while Alison stays immobile, "Every single feeling I ever had, involved you", she whispers into the blonde's skin as she slowly roams her hands on her back, Alison's hands now resting on the brunette's upper arms. Emily tightens her hold on the blonde's body as she kisses Alison's neck lightly, sending chills down Alison's spine again. The feeling of Emily's lips grazing her skin and he warm breath tickling her flesh made Alison's feet feel weak. Despite the unfamiliar smells glued to the brunette, her hair still had that same mesmerizing scent that makes the blonde feel dazed every time, and Emily kisses her again, below her ear this time and Alison unconsciously tightens her hold on Emily's arms at the feeling. She's afraid her heart might bursts out of her chest as it's racing against Emily's, and electricity is running from her spine to down to her core.
"And now there's an "us" !", Emily says clumsily as she faces the flush blonde again, "But I ruined everything I ever wanted like a complete asshole", she adds sadly while she lowers her gaze at the floor.
"What happened earlier in the swim team's locker rooms, Em ?", Alison questions as the brunette constantly bringing herself down made the blonde remember why she came here in the first place.
But she doubts being able to stay mad at her even if the truth really turns out to be ugly, because Emily's hopeless affection towards Alison breaks her heart and she can't handle staying mad at her, she just can't handle it.
"The locker rooms ?", the brunette questions while she gazes at Alison again, confusion showing in her eyes.
Alison takes a deep breath. She decides that she's not going to turn round and round about this but rather get straight to the point to get this over with already.
"Emily, I heard that you snapped at that Sydney girl in the locker rooms and then you... kissed her", she quickly says and lowers her stare to the wooden floor, realizing she can't be looking at the brunette, whatever her answer is.
And she doesn't hear anything yet, she feels Emily's hand finding her cheek instead, her fingers stroking the back of her neck as she forces the blonde to face her, and even though her head is at Emily's level, her gaze is still elsewhere.
"No", Emily simply answers calmly, a smile forming her face as Alison glances at her, "you definitely misunderstood", she adds as her hand gets lost again into the blonde's hair and Alison shivers against her, "I snapped at Sydney because she was asking me about..", she begins before grazing the blonde's cheek with her own and placing her lips right on Alison's ear, "our kiss"
Oops, Alison thinks to herself as suddenly, everything that happened in the coffee shop makes sense. She suddenly flushes, embarrassed that her insecurity about the brunette made her jump into an unwanted conclusion.
"Did you come here to ask me that ?", Emily asks softly, her lips still grazing the blonde's ear and Alison can't help but pulling away from the brunette's proximity and sitting on the couch instead as her cheeks are still red and Emily really wasn't helping her nervous condition.
The brunette sits close to the blonde, and Alison lingers at Emily's bare tanned legs, hoping her stare is unnoticed.
"Is that why you came here ?", the brunette asks again.
"I don't know", Alison manages to answer as she keeps on lingering Emily's thighs, fighting the urge to reach for them and wander her hands all over them...
She suddenly feels Emily throwing herself at her, burying her face in her shoulder again as she embraces her softly. After a few seconds, she whispers into the blonde's ear, "Are you still mad at me ?", and her voice is full of despair and vulnerability, it makes Alison's heart ache.
"Hum..", the blonde lets out, not sure herself if she's still pissed at the loving girl in her arms.
The brunette slowly grazes Alison's cheek with her own, leaving sweet kisses until she meets the blonde's plump lips. As Emily leans in, Alison gently puts a hold on her chest.
"Emily you're drunk, and high... it's not right", the blonde reluctantly states as she looks at a disappointed Emily.
"I'm so, so sorry for letting you down, Ali", the brunette apologizes softly while tucking a strand of hair behind Alison's ear, "And I know I cheated before, but it was because you were around. Ali when you're here, it's like my eyes only see you", the blonde feels her body warm up at the brunette's sweet words and at her hot breath grazing her lips, "Whatever this is between us, my heart belongs to only you", she says quietly as she starts kissing Alison's neck again and really the blonde can't take it anymore so she closes her eyes and lets out a heavy, trembling sigh, "And so does my body", she murmurs into the blue-eyed beauty's skin and that's when she loses it and lets out a moan.
Alison finally places both her hands on Emily's bare thighs, feeling their softness against her skin and Emily looks at her again, "Does it look like I'm not being myself to you right now ?", the blonde answers with only shaking her head, deeply staring into brown orbs, distant but yet so close at the same time, like Emily is elsewhere, but elsewhere with her. The brunette holds Alison's face with both her hands, "Then just let me kiss you so I could feel better, please", she breathes as she rests her forehead against the blonde's.
Alison roams her hands into tanned soft legs and closes the distance between their lips, both girls immediately releasing a light moan. She tastes Emily's vanilla chapstick mixed with alcohol as she traps her bottom lip between her owns, sucking it and roaming her tongue on it. Damn how amazing it feels to kiss her again, this time deep and passionately. Emily eventually grabs the blonde by the waist and makes her sit on her bare laps and Alison pushes on the brunette, making her fall on the arm of the couch. The blonde feels her heart beating like crazy as the brunette's hands are everywhere underneath her jacket, soon getting rid of it and sitting again on her knees as she pulls Alison closer to her, her legs on either side of the brunette's waist. Emily dips her tongue into the blonde's mouth, meeting her tongue and Alison wraps her arms around the brunette's neck. They kiss and kiss, licking, sucking and nipping at each others lips, their hands wandering everywhere on each other.
"Hmm", Alison moans when Emily's hands are under her shirt, roaming her sides. The blonde's hands trailing the brunette's back and she can't seem to get enough of Emily's taste as she suddenly remembers the brunette's condition and it takes all of her strength to finally break the hypnotizing kiss.
They rest their foreheads together, both panting, Alison still straddling on the brunette's bare laps with Emily's arms around her waist.
"Stay the night", Emily breathes in a pleading tone, softly stroking the blonde's back underneath her shirt.
"Em, we can't... Not when you're like this", Alison reluctantly answers. She wants to, but she knows she can't do this while Emily is in a vulnerable state, that kind of vulnerable state at least.
"Fine, we'll just cuddle then", Emily sweetly promises, earning a smile from the blonde.
"Promise you wont tempt me with wandering hands though", Alison demands as they part their foreheads and look at each other sweetly.
"That, I can't promise you", Emily laughs, "But I wont do anything... I promise"
Alison smiles at the girl in front of her, not able to resist her adorableness. Emily leans in again, giving a sweet kiss to the blonde as she hugs her tight and rests her chin on her shoulder.
"You'll be there in the morning, and we'll get ourselves ready to go together", the brunette whispers.
"Where ? It's saturday tomorrow", the blonde reminds Emily as she plays with her silky dark hair while into her embrace.
"I know, but I'm taking you out on a date", Alison hears as she widens her eyes and doesn't fight the huge smile on her face, holding Emily tight.
Okayyy so I tried to make it sweet, for once. Don't be too harsh on me ! I'm used to angst a little more but I'll get better I promise :D
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