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*Emily POV*

'What?'

'Ali, she's married' Hanna said, her facial expression hard to read.

'Han, I appreciate that you're trying to lighten the mood but I really can't be doing with your jokes today' I stand up and push my way past Spencer, lightly bumping our shoulders. It was a bad idea because she instantly grabbed my arm, pulling me back in front of her.

'Em, Hanna isn't joking. Ali got married a few weeks ago.'

'You knew?' I say, trying to hide the sudden heart ache I was feeling. I sat back on the bench, both Hanna and Spencer giving each other a look. 'Well?' I say, hoping one of them would speak. The one time they are both quiet and not arguing with each other I actually want them to talk.

'We kind of got invited, I didn't know Hanna was going but obviously I am her sister kind of so I went and I saw Han there'

'Aria?' I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

'She couldn't make it' Spencer said quietly. Hanna looked down at the floor, clearly feeling uncomfortable with the situation.

'Oh great, so I'm the only one who didn't get invited. Not one of you decided to get in touch and ask if I was going or ask why I didn't go.'

'We just presumed that you didn't want to go'

'Oh thanks guys, such great friends'

'Guys, it's about to start' Aria interrupts. 'What's happened?' She says, noticing all our facial expressions and the lack of eye contact.

'She knows about Ali being married, she definitely didn't get an invite'

'Em I'm so sorry' she said sincerely. The only one that actually cares about me as it seems.

'I need to ask her why I wasn't invited, I need to see-'

'Emily, Emily. Stop. You are just about to bury your dad. This can wait. Now come on pull yourself together and let's get in the church.' Spencer said, with Aria and Hanna nodding like puppets behind her. Spencer really is like the mother of the group.

'Yeah come on Em, we'll all discuss this later with Ali' Hanna said, linking our arms and practically dragging me up the church steps. When I get into the church everyone turns around and that's when I see her. Her hair no longer blonde, more of a golden yellow colour. Her eyes sparkling brightly, they locked with mine for a second when she gave me a small smile. But my eyes were soon drawn to the dark haired figure next to her. Her husband. I quickly looked away and quickly walked down the aisle to where my mom was sitting. He looked well groomed so he must have a good job. No wonder Alison married him.

After the service, everyone retreated back to our family home. It quickly filled up with people, either coming for the free food or alcohol. I don't really think people were coming to 'celebrate' my dad's life. But the one thing we did whilst everyone was there was hang up the flag we received from losing someone in the military. I found myself sitting on the steps of my porch, beer in hand, thinking about the one and only thing that's been on my mind since I was 14. She didn't bother turning up to our house. Probably too ashamed to show her face, or worse, she'll be too preoccupied with her 'husband'. I was just about to get up and grab another beer when the very person walks up the driveway.

'Hey, I'm sorry for your loss. Your dad will be missed by us all.' she said, smiling sincerely. Oh brilliant, she's acting all innocent like she's done nothing wrong.

'This isn't a celebration Alison' I said plainly, standing up and walking back in the house.

'I know, it's your mom's favorite'

'Well thanks, but you can leave now. You're not invited.' I say, taking the bottle.

'But your mom-'

'Alison you are not invited. You don't invite me to your fucking wedding so I'm not inviting you inside'

'Emily I did-'

'Goodbye Alison' I said, closing the door in her face. Could this day get any worse? I take the bottle of wine and head up to my old room. I sit on the window seat and look out. I wish I didn't though because Alison was walking down my driveway and she turned back and our eyes instantly met. She looked hurt, almost like she was about to cry. I could see the tears glazed in her eyes even from here. 'She didn't invite you to her wedding Emily, she's in the wrong' I tell myself as I take a swig of the bottle. With Hanna, Spencer and Aria and their other halves all gone home after the flag ceremony, there was no one to interrupt me. 3/4 of the way down the bottle I start to feel slightly light headed; I was never one for handling my alcohol. I look over to see I have 5 texts and 2 missed calls.

The first 3 messages were from Hanna:

'Hey em, it was a lovely service. Tell your mom we all said thank you. Hope you're okay xx'

'Me and my mom were speaking, we'd love to go for a meal with you and Pam at the new restaurant. Tomorrow any good? Xx'

'Em are you okay? You usually reply as fast as thunder'

'It's fast as lightning Han haha, but yes tomorrow is fine xx'I reply, that girl can make me smile even on the saddest of days and that's why I love her. I look at the last two texts from 'Queen Ali D'. Ali jokingly put that in my phone when I got my phone like 3 years ago and I have kept it since but something now just doesn't feel right. She's not a DiLaurentis now for starters and some part of me feels like I can't be close to her anymore. I quickly change her contact name to 'Alison' before reading her texts.

'Hey Em. I'm not quite sure what happened today on your porch but I did invite you to my wedding, it was you that didn't respond. X'

Even being mad at her there was something about the kiss on the end that made my heart flutter.

'Emily please reply to me or answer my calls. I'm not throwing away our friendship over a stupid misunderstanding.'

No kiss this time and that one word that still stung. Friendship. Yeah Ali, because you and I are such good friends we ended up kissing on several occasions, we hold hands and hug for way longer than normal. I don't know whether it was the alcohol or anger but I needed to do something, anything to get me away. I jump up and run to my closet pulling out my old t shirt and shorts, slipped on some old running shoes and headed out the house. I subconsciously ignored the calls from my mom as I left the house and took off wherever it was my feet were taking me. I was completely unaware of the fact that it was pitch black and I was completely unaware of my surroundings until I stopped running. Of course I was here. The one place that reminded me of our 'friendship'. The kissing rock. As I head through the wooded area out in the open, I saw a figure sat on the rock. The moonlight highlighting her golden locks, shining down on her like an angel in a spotlight.

Of course, It was Alison.

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