-no pov-

The way they looked sitting at the table wasnt of two friends getting dinner, comforting each other over their problems; but of two girls on a date about to kiss crying over some problem. As both of the girls significant other walked in and observed the scene unfolding, they werent happy. They were shocked.

Of course Emily was outwardly gay, so it seemed that she was the one leading Hanna to these actions, but even from the distance they were at from the table, the guests who had just walked in heard Hanna say: "im Hanna, and i love Emily."

Travis and Paige looked at each other and didnt know what to do.

-hanna-

I loved emily for many reasons, one of which is that she had known me for so long she really knew how to releive me of whatever is bothering me at least for the time being. She told me she didnt care what they would think if it got out, that she would protect me. I leaned in to kiss her over the table, needing to feel her near to me more than anything id ever experienced, and just as out lips met someone hit the table and started screaming.

"What the HELL Hanna!?" My surprise was overwhelming that Travis was standing over us.

"Travis I-" "No dont even give me some shit excise, i saw you! You said you loved her!" He shot Emily a look full of nothing but hate. At the mention of Emily paige decided to join in on this, Travis having captured the attention of everyone in the resturant, all eyes were on us.

"You told me you had something planned with your MOM! Why cant you just tell me the truth!? All you do is lie to me Emily! Im done taking it!" Paige pushed emily back into her chair as she tried to get up, they continued their argument and Travis looked at me again.

"Dont ask for another chance." He walked away and i started to cry. I dont know if i was crying out of embarassment, anger, or sadness. I do remember, though, that i didnt want him in the slightest anymore. I looked across the table at Emily who was taking the yelling from Paige without a word, but she made eye contact with me and without speaking she let me know she loved me even though she was losing the girlfriend who would be public with her. Before that moment i still didnt know if I wanted her completely, or just loved the rush of being with a beautiful girl. But as her eyes looked at me with no regret, amd she gave me a half smile slightly, i knew there was no one else in the whole world i wanted to be with.

"Youre a BITCH Emily Fields! And im going to let everyone know how awful you are and NO ONE will ever want you again!" Paige was like a motor boat with an eternal supply of fuel.

Without thinking, i rose from my place across from Emily without Paige even looking up, and walked right up behind her. No one was about to threaten my girl, or push her like that.

"Youd better go Paige," i whispered in her ear, "right now, before i have to make you."

She laughed and turned to face me. "As for you, you little whore-" and before she could say another word my fist busted her lips, and she stumbled back. Rage filled my body, i was seeing spots. She gathered herself and got two good punches on my face before i lost it completely.

"AS FOR ME WHAT PAIGE!? WHAT CAN YOU HONESTLY DO TO ME!? YOU ARE A POWERLESS WANNA BE!" I pushed her on her back and started kicking her ribs. No one was going to talk to emily and say those awful things to her. Travis had maturely left, but Paige needed some incentive.

I had gotten two good swings and never took a breath from my screetching before Emily grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back. My hair was all in my face and i had a feeling that i looked like a crazy person. She pulled out her wallet with one hand and held me tightly with the other. She threw down two twenties and dragged me, still yelling at Paiges' crumbled figure, out of the establishment with several weird looks and even a few cameras one me.

I regretted nothing.

-emily-

I have never ever seen hanna even raise Her voice that much, and especially never hit anyone. I had loved Paige but i was in love with Hanna. So it hurt me and made me bubbly with happiness to watch her go batshit on Paige because she was shouting at me.

She was jumping and yelling and going nuts as i dragged her out the door, but once we were outside i made her turn and face me.

"Breathe baby. Breathee..." I tried to calm her down.

"Oh...my...god..." I dont think she could believe herself either.

I laughed and took her shocked self by the hand and lead her to the car.

She started apologising prefusely but i shut her up with a gentle kiss. The love i had for her had only multiplied seeing her jealous, defensive anger. I wasnt happy that Paige was hurt, only because once you love someone you never truely stop, but she was harassing me in public, and needed to be shut up one way or another. Hanna had asked her to calmly first, so this was her own fault. I had planned on breaking up with her once me and Hanna were official, i dont believe in cheating, but obviously that was no longer necessary.

We pulled up to Hannas house, she was still trying to get back to her normal level. There were cuts on her face where she had been hit. I thought to myself: 'if the fight doesnt out us, she still has to explain the marks'

"Lets go clean that up." Upon having attention called to it, i think she finally realized she had been hit.

"Oh wow...ouch." She dabbed at the blood sliding down her face. I laughed shortly.

"Yeah wow. My little MMA fighter got hurt a bit." I nodded towards the house and raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, lets go." She slid out of her seat and opened the door to the house, going straight to e bathroom. "No, dont. I can do it." She insisted when i tried to come in with her.

"Please let me take care of you...please." My hand holding the door so she couldnt shut it.

"No this is super embarassing..."

"I love you." I leaned in and kissed her. WIthout anymore argument she sat on the sink while i dabbed at the cuts on her face.

We didnt have to talk about it. We didnt have to look at each other. The presence of us together was enough to drive any normal couple mad. I finished cleaning her up, and rang out the rag. She was still sitting on te sink, but now she was staring at me. I bit my lip and looked down at her perfect legs and couldnt help but to run my hamds up and down them. I grabbed her around the waist, and picked her up, like i. The kitchen her legs locked around mine. She looked down at me and i looked up at her. We stayed like that and i laid her on the couch and pulled off my shirt trying to be sexy, but failing when it got caught on my earring. You know someone is perfect for you if while youre having sex you can laugh.

She stood and pulled my shirt off, and pushed her hand under my pants, making me go weak. She grinned, and we were perfect, and unconcerned about who knew and what they would say. I would protect my girl from anything. And anyone.