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Chapter 4

"How did you sleep?"

Emily smiled, her eyes fluttering as she felt hands wrap around her waist, "Hmm, not too badly. You?"

Alison pulled herself tighter against Emily's back, "Hm, good. I had a dream about you."

Emily smiled, "You did?" she asked.

"Yep," Alison nipped her ear, "A dirty dream," she purred.

Emily felt the heat reach her cheeks, "Ali," she giggled.

"What?" Alison smirked, "I can't help the way my brain works while I'm sleeping."

"Yeah, yeah," Emily mumbled.

Alison lent over and kissed Emily's cheek causing the other woman to turn around and face her.

"Like you've never had a dirty dream about me," Alison drawled, quirking an eyebrow.

Emily blush deepened as she shrugged non-commitedly.

Alison laughed lightly, "Knew it," she grinned.

"Of course you did," Emily muttered as she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come on," Alison smiled, "Don't be embarrassed, Em. I thought we were over that?"

Emily bit her lip, "We are," she agreed, "It's just… I've been fantasising about you since I was like thirteen."

Alison smiled, a hand on Emily's cheek, her thumb caressing her skin gently.

"Sometimes I forget this is real," Emily whispers.

"It is. I promise," Alison murmured before pressing her lips gently to Emily's.

"You're so gorgeous," Emily whispered, "I know I've dated half of Rosewood as you so nicely put it," she pretended to glare at her girlfriend before softening her gaze, "But I really think you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen," she finished quietly.

Alison bit her lip, "Oh, honey," she put her hand around the back of Emily's neck and pulled her into her shoulder, "You're always complimenting me, but I don't think you know how amazing you are. I love you."

"I love you too," Emily whispered, "So much."

"I know," Ali smiled, "And I'm so lucky that you do."

Emily pulled back a little and nuzzled against Alison's face for a moment, "You're so sexy," she whispered.

"Mm, can I ask you something?" Ali questioned.

"Of course," Emily smiled.

"So, when we were younger," Ali's voice became teasing again, "did you really fantasise about me?"

Emily laughed nervously, "Um, of course. Don't all teenagers fantasise about their crushes?"

Alison giggled, "Yeah, but it's not usually their best friend."

Emily pushed at her gently, "Shut up," a thought occurred to her, "Hang on, if you did like me too… did you ever think about me, you know, like that?"

Alison thought for a moment, "Sometimes," she said quietly, "But back then, I didn't exactly let myself… indulge in those thoughts. And if I did think about you… I'd, well, I'd get mad at myself for it, tell myself I shouldn't be thinking that way… "

Emily nodded, "I get that. I went through that too," she said, "It's just when it came to you…" she smiled coyly, "I couldn't not think about you."

Alison chuckled, dropping a hand to Emily's waist, "Is that true?"

"A hundred per cent. I tried so hard not to think about you," Emily explained, "But you were so…frustratingly beautiful and every time I was with you… and so finally, I just stopped fighting it and let the thoughts take over. Just for a few moments."

"What thoughts took over?" Alison asked, dragging Emily's top up slowly and resting a hand on her bare stomach.

Emily swallowed hard, trying to keep her heartbeat steady, "I thought…" she swallowed again, "about how your skin would feel to touch… I thought about what it would be like to really kiss you and to pour everything I was feeling into that kiss… and what it would be like for you to be on top of me… all seductive as usual," she blushed and broke eye contact with the blonde, "and what it would be like for you to undress me and touch me… everywhere."

Alison had to remind herself to breathe; she didn't remember when she'd rolled on top of Emily but she pressed their foreheads together and lowered her voice, "When you thought about all this… did you ever touch yourself?"

Emily's cheeks burnt "Ali," she whined.

Alison smiled, "I want to know," she said simply.

Emily nodded, "Yes," she answered.

"Was I the first girl you ever did that to?" Alison asked.

Emily nodded again, "Yes."

Alison grinned.

"You love this," Emily rolled her eyes.

"I do," Alison agreed.

Emily took the other woman off guard and rolled her over so she was straddling Alison now instead.

"Hey," Alison protested.

Emily grinned, "What? I just want to show you how much I love you," she began peppering kisses down Alison's neck.

"Mm," Alison sighed, "No complaints here. You were right, you know."

"About what?" Emily asked between kisses.

"About setting the alarm way early so we'd have time for all this," Alison laughed.

Emily grinned, "Yeah, well, if I had it my way I wouldn't sleep at all. I'd just lay in your arms all night but this stupid body craves rest," she sighed dramatically.

"There is nothing stupid about your body," Alison replied, chuckling at her girlfriend's dramatic antics.

"I'm going to miss you when your stupid dad gets back."

Alison could hear the pout in Emily's voice, "Is everything and everyone stupid today?" she teased.

"Only if they keep me away from you," Emily kissed her on the nose quickly, giggling.

Alison laughed, "You're adorable. Now ,what were you saying about showing me about how much you love me?"

Emily grinned as she began trailing kisses on every centimetre of skin she could get to.


Stupid teacher is holding us back.

Alison chuckled softly as she read the text.

You been causing trouble again?

You know I only save that for you.

You better.

I miss you.

It's only been two hours, softie.

Alison picked her phone back up.

But I miss you too.

"Earth to Ali."

Alison's head snapped up as she smiled sheepishly at her friends.

"Jeez, look at you, all smitten," Hanna smiled.

Alison rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

"You're coming tonight, right?" Spencer asked, "Sleepover at mine?"

Alison nodded, "Sure, like old times," she smiled, "Your parents are away?"

"Yep," Spencer nodded, "Barn party," she grinned.

"Yeah, can you just not drug us this time?"

Alison bit her tongue until she saw the small smile on Aria's face; she was only joking.

"Lovely sense of humour, Aria," Alison rolled her eyes, "I promise."

"What do you promise?" Emily took the seat next to her girlfriend.

"Hey, stupid teacher let you out?" Alison laughed, kissing her on the cheek.

"Eventually," Emily grumbled, "What do you promise?" she repeated.

"Not to drug anyone at Spencer's slumber party," Alison drawled.

Emily nodded, "Ah, right. Wouldn't want you taking advantage of anyone."

Alison smirked, "Only you, Em."

"Um, gross," Hanna commented.

Emily blushed, having forgotten the others were there, "Sorry," she mumbled.

Alison squeezed her knee under the table eliciting a smile from her girlfriend.

"Like you can talk, I've walked in on you and Caleb getting hot and heavy more than once," Emily pulled a face.

Hanna shrugged, "Yeah well, you need to learn to knock."

"Trust me, I'll never make that mistake again," Emily muttered.

Hanna rolled her eyes as the bell rang.

"Ugh, seriously?" Emily mumbled.

"Yeah, that's the stupid bell, babe," Alison smiled.

"But I barely got to see you," Emily pouted as she stood up.

Alison laughed, "You're such a sook."

"Tell me about it," Hanna interjected, earning a glare from Emily, "See you guys tonight."

The others waved their goodbyes as Emily held onto her girlfriend's hand.

"Walk me home after school?" Alison asked.

Emily's face lit up, "Sure! When's your dad get home?"

Alison grinned, "Not until later tonight."

"Meet you out front?"


"Don't fall asleep, babe," Alison murmured quietly as she ran her fingers through Emily's hair.

"Hmm, why not?" Emily asked as she nuzzled into Alison's chest.

Alison laughed, "Because we're meant to be at Spencer's in like twenty minutes."

Emily groaned, "Oh, right," she kept her eyes closed, "Your bed is so comfortable."

"I noticed," Alison replied, "I didn't think we were coming here to sleep."

Emily bit her lip, "Sorry," she mumbled.

Alison chuckled, "Don't apologise, Em. I don't really care what we do as long we're together."

Emily smiled as she pulled her head away from Alison's chest to kiss her cheek.

"You're sweet."

Alison rolled her eyes, "Don't tell anyone, I've got a reputation to keep."

"Yeah, I know," Emily shook her head, "Queen bee and all that."

Alison smirked, "That's right," she said smugly.

"You're perfect the way you are, you know. You don't have to like pretend to be so…" Emily screwed her eyes up as she tried to think.

Alison shrugged, "I'm trying, Em," she said quietly.

"Oh, I know," Emily nodded, "And you're doing amazing, Ali. I don't want you to change… I just want you to be… you."

Alison bit her lip, "I know, babe. It's just…being a bitch is all I've known, it was a stupid defence mechanism but my only defence mechanism… it's just like a bad habit now and it's not so easy to shake."

Emily smiled, "You're not a bitch."

Alison laughed, "You've always seen the best in me, Em," she kissed Emily's lips quickly, "It's just hard to become a new person."

Emily sat up properly, "You don't need to be a new person though," she insisted, "Please don't be a new person. Just be you."

Alison sighed, "You know I've been thinking about it… I don't get what you liked me. I wasn't exactly nice to you all the time. In fact, sometimes I was pretty damn mean to you… but you always… " she trailed off.

"Came back for more?" Emily finished.

Alison grimaced as she shrugged.

"You're right… you could be pretty mean," Emily admitted, "But I knew it was just because you were scared. Plus, when you were nice… when it was just us and you weren't feeling confused or scared… you were pretty perfect. You let your guard down and it was," she paused, "beautiful."

Alison surged her lips into Emily's, a hand making to her cheek and then around her neck pulling her close. Emily was shocked at first but responded hungrily as their tongues tangled, exploring each others mouths until they were bereft of oxygen and forced to pull apart.

Emily smiled, "And I didn't just like you, Ali. I loved you. Always have. Always will."

"We'll make it to Paris one day," Alison breathed, "I promise."