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I pulled into Spencer's driveway, it was approaching midnight. Spencer gave me her keys while she and Hanna tried to get Emily out of the car without waking her up.

I unlocked the front door, and opened it.

"Spencer Jill Hastings!" I heard Mrs. Hastings yell as she came into view. She stopped short when she saw me.

I probably looked like a tomato, I could feel all the color rushing to the surface of my face.

"I, uh, hi Mrs. Hastings," I stuttered nervously.

"Oh, Aria," Mrs. Hastings said awkwardly, "uh what are you doing here?"

"Oh, um, well," I said trying to sound convincing and obviously failing, "I wasn't having a good day, and my parents have been fighting, and I had this college visit," I stumbled on my words, "and I spontaneously dragged Spencer and the girls with me, I'm sorry, I didn't even think to clear it with you first."

Mrs. Hastings demeanor calmed the second I said college visit. I guess I have Spencer to thank for that.

"Which college?" Mrs. Hastings asked.

"SUNY Cortland," I heard Spencer answer from behind me.

I turned around, and there she was, carrying Emily inside the house with Hanna trailing behind.

It must have been convincing since we were all wearing the SUNY Cortland sweatshirts that Spencer had so generously bought for us.

"Mom, is it okay if the girls sleep here tonight? We're all exhausted and Aria's been driving all day," Spencer asked.

"Just for tonight," Mrs. Hastings relented, "and I don't want to hear about any of you missing any classes any more."

"I'm sorry," I said to Mrs. Hastings again, "I should have asked first, I just didn't want to go alone."

"It's okay, Aria," Mrs. Hastings said, "Just next time, talk to us beforehand."

"I will," I said before following Spencer, who had already started carrying Emily upstairs.

Spencer lay Emily down on the bed in the guest room, and Hanna joined Emily, falling asleep almost instantly once her arms were around Emily. I chuckled softly.

I turned to Spencer, who was smiling at them as well.

"I love you," I said, staring longingly at my girlfriend.

"I love you, too," Spencer said softly, making my heart flutter.

She looked at me as if I were the only person she could see, making me feel wanted, loved, needed, making me feel special. I only hoped that she could see the same feelings in my eyes when I looked at her; she was my everything.

She pulled me in close to her, cupping my face with her hands. Her eyes searching mine for a moment before closing the distance between our lips. The kiss was tender, but still passionate, leaving me wanting more when it ended.

"Spencer!" I heard Mrs. Hastings yell up the stairs.

I groaned, making Spencer chuckle a little. "Why don't you find something in my closet to wear to bed," Spencer suggested, "and I'll be back soon."

Spencer smiled seductively, before turning around to go find her mother.

I walked, feeling rather giddy, to Spencer's room. I went through Spencer's closet, eventually finding an old field hockey jersey with her name on it. I smiled, looking at it, and put it on. On Spencer, it was probably too short to wear alone, but because I was much shorter, it came a little more than halfway down my thighs.

After a little while, I went to find Spencer. I was at the bottom of the stairs when I heard her talking.

"...alright if Emily stays here for a while?" Spencer said.

"Why can't she stay at her own house?" Mrs. Hastings responded.

"Emily's mom kicked her out this morning," Spencer explained.

I could practically hear the frown forming on Mrs. Hastings face. I imagined what she must be saying in her head. Why would I want someone who's been kicked out of their own house in my house? This is Emily Fields, she must have done something terrible to be in this situation. Or something along those lines.

"Why?" Mrs. Hastings asked.

"I, uh," Spencer started to say. It was clear that she didn't know just how much her mother knew about any of this, and didn't want to tell her anything that Emily might not want her to know. "I think, um, it had something to do with, uh, who she's dating…"

Mrs. Hastings became silent, probably piecing together some sort of case in her head about the potential candidates of boys Emily could date that would cause her mother to kick her out.

"I suppose she could take the guest room for now," Mrs. Hastings said, "at least until she can get things sorted out at home."

I could feel Spencer grinning, though from the stairs I couldn't see them in the kitchen.

"Thanks mom," Spencer said.

"You should go to bed, now, Spencer. You've got school in the morning."

"Actually, mom, there's something else I need to talk to you about," Spencer said.

There was a pause, "I'm gay," Spencer said.

Another pause, "So then that's why you want Emily to stay here," Mrs. Hastings said, "Mrs. Fields must have caught you two together."

I felt a combination of jealousy and hilarity. I didn't like the idea of Spencer being with someone else, even Emily, one bit. I wanted her all to myself, but it was funny how close Mrs. Hastings was, knowing that Emily got caught being with a girl would get her thrown out.

"Oh God, no, Emily and I are just friends, mom." Spencer said. I imagined she was beet red right now.

"Geez mom," I heard Melissa say. She must have just come in through the back door.

"If Spencer's dating a girl, it's Aria," Melissa said.

I gasped audibly. I wondered if they were close enough to hear me.

"And if she's not dating her yet, it's only a matter of time. How did you not see this coming?" Melissa laughed.

"I, uh, I mean…" Spencer stuttered.

"Come on, Spence," Melissa said, "I've known you liked Aria since you started calling her 'babe', it's not like you did a good job hiding your feelings for her."

"Oh…" was all Spencer could manage to say.

"I suppose you're right Melissa," Mrs. Hastings said, "Looking back, it's always been written on Spencer's face."

"Uh…I'm going to bed now," Spencer said.

I quietly made my way back to Spencer's room, and a few moments later, Spencer appeared, her face flushed.

"Was I really that oblivious?" I asked her.

Spencer's already flushed face got even redder.

"I, uh, how much did you hear?" Spencer asked.

"Since you asked if Emily could stay here," I answered honestly.

"I hope that's alright with you," Spencer said quickly, "I just didn't want her to have nowhere to stay, and…"

"Spence, calm down, of course it's alright with me, Emily's my best friend, too."

Spencer smiled, then frowned, then she looked confused, then just pensive.

"I didn't know if you wanted them to know."

I thought about it. Did I want her parents to know? I mean I suppose I didn't really have a problem with it, though I wondered if they'd still be okay with us sharing a bed, like we had been doing since we were four, if they knew we were dating. Not that we had gotten to that point in our relationship yet, but still, with parents you never know. I mean, my parents had a no-lock policy, which meant Mike and I could close our doors, but we couldn't lock them, but I'd never really had boys over, so I don't know if that would have changed to an open door policy, or not. Not that I'd really had much of an interest in boys. Though, I'd kissed a few here and there, I think I've always subconsciously known that I was in love with Spencer. And that was the key. I was in love with Spencer. And that was all that mattered.

"As long as I have you, nothing else matters."

Spencer smiled at me, taking me once again in her arms, kissing me gently.

"Then nothing will ever matter," Spencer said when she broke the kiss, "because you will always have me. I promise."

"I'll hold you to that, Hastings," I said, both joking and serious at the same time.

She chuckled.

"We should go to bed," I said, yawning.

Spencer chuckled again, "Let me get changed first."

I nodded yawning again. I sat on the edge of Spencer's bed, watching her as she changed. She was so beautiful, her soft skin, her chocolate eyes, her long brown hair, and God those abs.

Spencer looked up at me, having finished changing into one of her favorite oversized t-shirts.

"Nice selection," Spencer laughed, noticing for the first time what I had picked out.

I smirked, "I like having your name on me."

"It suits you," she said, sitting down next to me.

She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me down onto the bed.

What do you think? I tried to make it realistic given the characters personalities, taking into account the different backstory.

What will Peter say when he finds out? And how will A react to not being able to out Spencer?

Please review!