A/N: Just a fun chapter really! Sorry it's been a bit longer between updates, I've been on holiday! Here we go, let me know what you think, thanks for the support guys =]]

Chapter 15

Emily slammed her computer shut quickly as Alison walked into her room.

Alison frowned, "Hey, babe, your mum let me in… What you looking at?" she asked curiously.

Emily shrugged, "Nothing much. I thought you were coming later."

Alison sat on the bed next to her girlfriend, giving her a quick kiss on the lips, "Well, I missed you. And I know you said you had to study but I thought I could just hang out while you do."

Emily nodded, "I'm glad you're here. I missed you too."

Alison sighed, "We're hopeless," she shook her head, "I can't wait until school is over and we can live together and … " she stopped, realising what she'd just said.

Emily smiled, "And?"

Alison let herself smile too, "And then we can always come home to each other and I can sleep next to you every night. And wake up next to you every morning. We can cook together or eat take out and there won't be any parents to tell us to go to home or to bed or to school."

Emily beamed, "I can't wait for that, Ali," she took Alison's hand in her own, "I want to do everything with you. The good and the bad. Because even bad days won't be that bad when I know I get to come home to the most beautiful woman in the world."

"When did you buy a cloning machine?" Alison grinned.

Emily rolled her eyes, "Ha ha," she sighed, "But you know, I do have that stupid test on Monday."

"I know, babe, you study," Alison encouraged, "I bought a book. I'll just read."

Emily smiled, "Okay, just…"

"Just?"

"Don't be so distracting, okay?" Emily requested.

Alison laughed, "I'm reading a book, Em, jeez, what do you think I'm going to do?"

Emily shrugged sheepishly, "Yeah but you read so intensely and your eyes do that thing and then your lips either smirk or pout and you run your hand through your hair and then sometimes you bite your lip and you're wearing that really red lipstick today so - "

"Oh my god," Alison laughed loudly, "So basically I can't even breathe without being a distraction to you?"

"Just breathe quietly," Emily joked.

Alison rolled her eyes, "Just look at your books."

"Yeah, yeah," Emily muttered.

"And if you pass your test on Monday, maybe you'll get a reward," Alison winked.

Emily groaned, "Why did you have to put that into my head?"

Alison shrugged, "Fine, no reward, whatever."

"That's not what I meant," Emily pouted as she started sorting through her books, "I think I left my book downstairs, I'll be back in a sec."

"Could you get me some water, babe?" Alison asked.

Emily smiled, "Of course. Are you hungry, do you want – "

"Just water is fine, Em," Alison laughed, "Thanks, babe."

Alison watched Emily bounce out of the room. She moved over to Emily's laptop, curious about what her girlfriend had been so jumpy about earlier. She lifted the lid and clicked on the browser.

She chuckled, "Oh, my sweet Emily."

"Ali, what are you doing?" Emily squeaked as she put the glass of water she was holding down and leapt onto the bed, pushing the laptop lid closed.

"Just looking at your little secret," Alison grinned, "I can't believe you look at porn. Well… actually, I guess I can," she thought aloud, "I never understood why guys like watching two girls kiss, at least with girls I get it, you could still have a chance."

Emily blushed, "Sorry," she mumbled.

"Don't be sorry," Alison shrugged, "You're allowed to look at that stuff if you want."

Emily bit her lip, "I don't look at it. Not really. I was just feeling… you know," her bluish deepened as she stared down at the blanket.

Alison smiled, "You do know you could have just called me, right?"

Emily nodded, "I guess."

Alison rolled her eyes, "Of course you can, I'm your girlfriend baby," she paused, "But what is it about two girls that you like watching so much?"

Emily tilted her head, "You don't like seeing two girls together?" she asked confused.

Alison shrugged, "It's okay, but I'd rather be in on the action rather than just watching."

"Well, yeah," Emily frowned, "I don't know," her brow furrowed as she thought about it, "It's nice. Okay, it's hot and maybe it's the anticipation or something."

"Anticipation?" Alison echoed.

Emily sighed, "Well, like in those…videos," she gestured to the laptop sheepishly, "they maybe will kiss and stuff and then they do involve the third person. It's just like teasing or something. The anticipation."

"Ah," Alison understood, "It's the teasing thing again."

Emily blushed, "I guess. Hey, Ali?"

"Hmm?"

"Don't you ever… or haven't you ever… you know, looked at that stuff?" Emily asked quietly.

Alison smiled at her girlfriends curiosity, "Sure, I have. I used to watch straight stuff all the time," she laughed as her girlfriend pulled a face, "Not that I really got off on it, I just thought it was what I was meant to like," she rolled her eyes, "It was fine, I guess. I've seen some girl on girl stuff too but…" she frowned.

"What, you don't like it?" Emily asked.

"It's fine," Alison offered, "Sometimes it's good and it does have an effect, sometimes it doesn't. I don't really like to watch, I guess. I like to touch, to feel, to smell…"

Emily nodded, "Ah… So… Ali, you still like boys, right?" she asked tentatively.

Alison was surprised at the question, "Hm, well I can recognise an attractive guy as much as an attractive girl, I guess. For me, I think it's not about the gender, it's about the person. I don't get very many crushes without really knowing the person, I never have."

"Interesting," Emily mused.

Alison smiled, "Maybe that's why I don't go gaga over porn," she shrugged.

Emily growled, "I do not go gaga!" she exclaimed.

"Pshh," Alison laughed, "You couldn't even look at Cece the other night because you were just imagining her and I kissing."

Emily blushed furiously, "I was not!" she protested.

"Don't lie," Alison shook her head, "It's okay, you can have your little crush."

"I do not have a crush on her!" Emily said indignantly.

Alison rolled her eyes, "It's just a crush, Em. Even people in relationships get little crushes from time to time, it doesn't mean anything, it's just like natural attraction. I know you'd never act on it and I know you love me so it doesn't bother me."

Emily nibbled on her lip, "Really? It doesn't?"

"Em, I'm your girlfriend. I'm the one you love and want a future with, right? So yeah, really." Alison rubbed her thumb over the back of Emily's hand, "You do though, right? Have a crush on her?"

Emily mumbled, "Maybe a little."

Alison laughed, "You're adorable," she pulled her girlfriend close and kissed her lips, "I love you."

"I love you too," Emily murmured.

"You know, she called this morning, wants to hang out tomorrow night. Is that going to be okay with you?" Alison asked.

"Cece? Um, it's okay with me if it's okay with you," Emily offered.

"Cool," Alison nodded, "Now get your study on and I'll try not to seduce you by reading over in the corner."

Emily giggled and kissed Ali one more time before opening her books.

Emily closed her book and rolled onto her back, sighing dramatically.

"My head hurts," she whined, "History is such a stupid subject."

"You chose it, dummy," Alison laughed at her girlfriend.

"I thought it would be interesting," Emily groaned, "Not memorising stupid dates and lame stuff. My neck hurts. I'm hungry."

"You are such a child sometimes," Alison closed her own book and joined her girlfriend on the bed, "Sit up."

"No," Emily refused, "Too much effort."

Alison rolled her eyes, "Fine then, roll over."

"I'm not a dog," Emily growled.

"I'm trying to be nice here," Alison huffed, "Roll over so I can massage your neck."

"Oh," Emily grinned and quickly rolled over, making Ali laugh at her eagerness, "Why didn't you say so?"

"I was trying to be mysterious," Alison laughed.

Alison put her hands under Emily's shirt and slipped it over her head. She put her hands on Emily's neck firmly, pressing her thumbs into the muscle.

"You're all knotted up," Alison noted gently, "I don't think studying on your bed is a good idea," she pushed harder, "Tell me if I'm hurting you, okay?"

"Okay," Emily let her eyes fall closed, "Mm, that feels nice."

Alison smiled, "Good. How are your shoulders?" she moved her hands to them without waiting for a response, "Jeez, Em, you're so tense," she pressed down hard with her palms, trying to get her girlfriends knots out and some blood flowing, "You should go see someone about this," she said concernedly.

"I like your massages," Emily pouted.

Alison bit back a smile, "I know but I don't really know what I'm doing. You should get someone who knows what they're doing because you're really tense," she huffed with the effort of the massage, "You're barely loosening up at all."

"Sorry," Emily mumbled.

"Don't be sorry, silly," Alison shook her head, "Just promise me you'll make an appointment, okay?"

"I don't like massages… unless they're from you," Emily sounded uncomfortable.

Alison remembered what Emily had told her about the message "A" had given her.

"I know, Em," she said gently, stopping her ministrations and kissing Emily's shoulder, "How about if I come with you?"

Emily shifted and turned her body over as she nibbled on her lip, "Um, okay," she agreed, still looking unsure.

Alison lay down beside her, running a hand over Emily's bare stomach, "I just don't want to do anything to make it worse, Em. Do you know why you're so tense? Are you sleeping funny or stressed or something?"

Emily shrugged, "I don't know," she claimed, "I used to get pains when I used to swim too much, now I barely swim at all and I still get them."

Alison nodded, "Well, maybe you need the middle ground. Swim sometimes. Isn't swimming meant to be good for muscle pain and stuff?"

Emily smiled, "Yeah it is. But I don't really have time – "

"Well, we'll make time," Alison interrupted, "We can go swimming together sometime."

Emily bit her lip, "Really?"

Alison loved the way her girlfriends eyes lit up, "Sure, I can swim. And I look great in a bikini."

Emily giggled, "That's for sure," she pulled Ali into her arms and tickled her sides gently, "But you look great in anything… or nothing."

Alison laughed, shaking her head.

Emily pouted, "What? It's true."

"Sometimes I forget you're not my shy thirteen year old Emily anymore," Alison said.

"Of course I am," Emily exclaimed, "I'm just more grown up but still all yours."

"Mm," Alison ran a hand from Emily's stomach to her back as she nestled into her chest, "How did I ever get so lucky?"