-Emily-

What was I thinking?! Hanna Marin?! No Em. It'll never be like that for you.'But she leaned into you emily...' a voice in my head said. No. I pushed the thought out of my mind. I couldn't let myself screw up our friendship. Let the moment pass.

"Watcha want?" she looked up at me quickly and frantically, exhaled, and finally mumbled something about toast and jelly.

"I'm sorry Em," she said close to tears again my shirt still wet from her last wave, "I shouldn't have asked you here..." my best friend trailed off, feeling ashamed because she needed help.

I put down the bread and knife, grabbed her arm gently and pulled her in for a hug, her body began to tremble a llittle. I wish she hadnt wanted to cry, not because i didn't like getting my shirt messed up but because i hated that this beautiful girl i was so in love with was upset even in the slightest way.

"Listen to me Hanna," i said pulling away, "listen close. You mean the world to me. I would do literally anything for you, and sleeping on your living room floor to make sure you make it throough the night alright isn't anything at all." by this time my hands were on her cheeks. They were beginning to get wet because he started crying again. Although i had her head in my hands and her face tilted towards me she wouldnt look me in the the eye and see the truth of what i was saying. It was more than the truth. It was an understatement of emotions and feelings i culdn't even put words into.

Thats when i tarted to cry too. Crying because i was desprate for her to believe me, no matter what the cost. Her lip were trembling, and i felt the overwhelming urge to steady them with my own. Only when I leaned in for a kiss did she look up at me, and without any hesitation she pulled my neck and threw her lips on my lips.

It was passionate, and I couldn't get enough of her. She immedately took lead, pressing herself on me, forcing her tounge into my mouth.

What surpried me most was when she released my neck, and her hands crept down my back and around my waist, so gently i felt myself start to throb, to need her everywhere. Instead of going underneath any of my clothes, she felt her way to my hands, grabbing both and pushing me back against the refridgerator. She pressed our palms together and slid my hands above my head leaving my body completely vulnerable to her.

She sucked on my botom lip and started kissing down my neck. I was afraid she could feel my heart beating ridiculously fast. If she could, she didnt say anything about it. Why, all the sudden, did the girl id been in love with for five years, who had never shown any interest in girls at all before, want me?

-Hanna-

Nothing could comparre to Emily. Caleb seemed like childs play compared to this. Was I in love with my bestfriend? Why did this seem more right to me than anything ever had?

I kissed down her neck tasting traces of purfume he had put on the day before, her sweet skin became splochy under my lips. I released her hands from above her head, and ran my fingers down her arms to give her shivers. I stopped at her shoulders, and made eye contact with her.

I knew she was extremely turned on but was she ok that I was doing all this? Did she think I was crazy? Without saying anything at all I slowly moved my hands from her shoulders to more around her collarbone, the delayed movement made up for the words I wasnt speaking, saying 'can I?' I had no idea how far she was willing to go, since we weren't really together. How far did I want to go?

The look in her eyes took me back. She looked almost afraid, which was strange becuase none of this was new for HER.

"What?"

"Are you pregnant?" she asked.

"NO! What!? Why?!"

"Becuase you go from crying to...this, in like 3 seconds flat Hanna!" she grinned crookedly. She had a point. I didn't know what had gotten into me but I did know i didnt want this to stop.

"Oh just kiss me..." Quickly i went in for another, and her arms wrapped aound me, picked me up, and held me. I was so wet and I didnt even feel ashamed. I just wanted her, like a whole new world was opened up, but to my dismay, she set me on the counter and let go completely.

"So how many peices of toast did you want?" she asked, and winked, sending electricity though my body.