A/N: WOW. I'm still pretty amazed at how much followers I got for TWIFMH. Thank you soo soo much for all the supporters. I just want to say that since this is my first fic, if you have any suggestions or themes you would like to see in the story, my pm is right there :)

~~ Moving on ~~

"Taxi!" Emily called while waiting outside of the airport. Paige was lying on a bench, sleeping soundly with Emily's Sharks blanket wrapped around.

After waiting for what seemed like forever, a taxi finally came and transported Emily and Paige to Emily's hotel. When they arrived at the hotel, Emily brought Paige up to her suite and when Emily was about to go take a shower, the smell of alcohol filled her nostrils. Emily ran to the bedroom and saw Paige vomiting all over herself.

"Shit," Emily said, "McCullers! You have to learn how to control your mouth. If you vomit again, run to the washroom!"

"I don't feel very good… where am I?" Paige replied softly.

"Just… take off your clothes Paige, you smell awful."

Emily sighed when she saw Paige trying to wipe the vomit using her hands. Emily ran to the washroom and brought out a towel. Emily tried to clean the top but the spill had already ruined half of the top. When she looked up, Paige was snoring softly.

What am I going to do with you Paige? Emily thought to herself.

Emily brought out a t-shirt and started taking off Paige's top, revealing a neon yellow sports bra underneath and toned abs. Emily changed Paige's top and carried her onto a bed. Emily then turned on the water for a hot shower. It has been a long day for Emily and the hot water was able to sooth Emily. Emily closed her eyes and a scene replayed in her mind. In that cramped space, Paige's hands on her waist, forcing her body to Paige's. And those eyes, those brown eyes that she missed seeing for 7 months. Emily thought she had forgotten about Paige, but seeing her today made Emily realize that the connection between her and Paige is still there. That connection might of hid itself, but deep down, Emily knew that there was still a space empty, waiting for Paige to fill up.

Enough thinking for today, Fields. Emily thought. She shut off the shower and went to bed.

The alarm woke Emily up at 8:30 in the morning. Emily flung out of bed to go pee. When she entered the washroom, she almost peed herself at the sight. Paige was taking a shower and even though the hot vapor on the glass did not allow Emily to see Paige, the sight still made Emily's stomach twitch. Without a word, Emily threw herself out of the bathroom and waited for Paige to come out.

Oh my god… I just… the thought made Emily blush.

She didn't see me right?

Maybe she did…

What should I say when she comes out?

Emily could feel herself become more and more nervous; which is why in the end she decided to go back to bed and pretend nothing happened. Emily laid in her bed for about 10 minutes before she heard the shower door open, then closed again. She heard the sound of hair dryer and the sound made her want to pee more. Finally, Emily could no longer hold her bladder anymore and stormed inside the washroom.

"Jesus Christ!" Paige screamed when Emily ran in the bathroom.

Emily had no time to react so she said nothing and just pushed Paige out and shut the door. When Emily finally came out of the bathroom, Paige was sitting on her bed, starring at her.

"You scared me in there stranger." Paige said softly.

"That was what I said to you. Now you know how I felt when you scared me in school."

Paige laughed and ran her hand through her wet hair. Water drops running down her neck and disappeared underneath the white bathrobe.

"So… why was I wearing your t-shirt? We didn't… right?" Paige said, showing a crooked smile on her lips.

"Ha, in your dreams McCullers. You threw up on yourself last night. Someone had to get you cleaned up."

"Oh… not as good as I imagined about last night…" Paige said while she got up.

"Very funny McCullers."

Paige shrugged, keeping that smile on her face.

"So what happened last night? All I remember was seeing you on the plane. How did we get to this hotel?" Paige asked.

"Well, let me tell you what happened. We were on the same plane to come here, I saw you kissing a flight attendant, just incase you forgot about that. When the plane landed, you vomited all over the plane and I had to go in the plane and bring you out. When we got to the hotel, you then again, vomited all over yourself. I then had to change your top. By the time I was done, you were probably dreaming about your hot make out session with Rosie on the plane already."

"I kissed someone?" Paige asked with a confused tone.

"Ok you know what Paige, that's enough for one day. I don't want to hear this anymore, you playing innocent when you clearly know what happened yesterday."

"I have no clue what happened. I guess I really was drunk."

"You don't say." Emily scoffed.

"I… I just had a lot on my mind I guess and let myself loose." Paige replied.

"And what is that Paige? It's time for you to give me some answers because I think I deserve some explanation." Emily said, a little louder this time.

"I know." Paige said softly, walking towards Emily.

"Please stop moving," Emily said, "just stay where you are and… tell me why you did what you did. Where did you go after you went out of the Brew with your dad. Why did you return my calls, my texts? Because if this is what I get after I tell you how I feel about you, then I'd rather not fall in love with you."