I'm really sorry for the late update. I stayed over my grandparents house for two weeks and they don't own a computer and i forgot my laptop. So i tried to write as much as I could with a pen and paper while i was there. I had papers and papers full of scribbles and crossouts and tried to fix it up. I hope you enjoy and thanks for all the reviews, alerts, and follows. You guys are amazing. :D
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Emily POV
What were they talking about, I thought, ineptly walking into the now sedated kitchen. I stumbled into the seat closest to me and rested my head on the table. My head is killing me. Spencer settled in the seat beside me. Hanna walked over to the counter where Aria was as she spoke.
"Um, nothing." Hanna answered. What was the question again?
"Did you take that aspirin I left you?" Spencer asked me softly, careful not to be too loud. I nodded my head sluggishly, looking kind of weird with my head still on the table. I weakly lifted myself up to find a gently smiling Spencer. My unkempt hair fell over my shoulders. I returned the smile, but it turned into a grimace as my head started pounding. I closed my eyes almost instantly as I rubbed my temples with my fingertips willing the pain to stop. Spencer rubbed my back comfortingly, lightly pulling me against her. I accepted the comfort, leaning into her touch. Being a stubborn bitch who turned away help they desperately needed wasn't going to get me anywhere.
"I am never drinking again," I whispered. "Ever," I added spitefully as the throbbing worsened.
"I know, I know." Spencer cooed. "Hey Han, get Emily some orange juice and water," Spencer instructed.
"Right away, Doctor. Hastings." Hanna responded doing as she was told. I smiled a little, glancing in her direction. Hanna acknowledged it with a bright smile of her own. She walked over with a glass of orange juice in one hand and a glass of water in the other. She furrowed her eyebrows seemingly confused, eyes flashing back and forth between the two drinks before turning to me. I gave a grateful smile taking the glass of orange juice in my hand. Hanna set the other on the table. Aria took a seat across from me.
"So what happened last night?" I asked not able to recall much from yesterday. Why did I have to drink so much? Before any further thoughts could come to mind, Aria turned to me.
"You really don't remember anything from last night?" She grinned mischievously at Hanna. Hanna in turn just rolled her eyes in annoyance, but looked at me anxiously awaiting my answer. The whole scene was lost on me though, another twinge of pain smacking the inside of my head. Do I remember anything? I don't even remember how I got into these clothes, I thought frustratedly. I subconsciously looked down at my attire. I was wearing a white tank top that ran a little short and red sweat pants that I rolled up at the bottom a bit so it didn't look so awkward. I was positive that they belonged to Aria. No way they were mine. The length of them was a dead giveaway. I racked my brain trying to remember something from yesterday but came up with nothing. The pain in my head was becoming a little too heavy-handed making it even harder to think.
"Not really. It's all a blur. Why?" I asked looking at Aria.
"Oh, no reason." Aria grinned at an uncomftorable Hanna. My eyebrows narrowed.
"You okay, Han?" I asked.
"Hmm? Uhh, yeah, I'm fine." Hanna stammered.
"You sure, Han? Your face is turning red." Spencer laughed a little.
"No it's not." Hanna countered defensively.
"Do you have a fever?" Aria ignored her, reaching over the table to feel Hanna's forehead.
"I'm fine, Aria." Hanna whisked the girl's hand away. Spencer and Aria were sending each other knowing looks, silently making fun of a now fuming Hanna.
"Am I missing something here?" I asked taking another sip of orange juice before setting it down. Aria opened her mouth to say something, but Hanna's death glare must have made her think better of it, settling on a smirk instead. Spencer just looked away, unsuccessfully trying to hold back a smile.
"What did I do last night?" I asked. The developing tension in the room could be cut with a knife. They all seemed to be taken a back by the sudden question. Aria was first to recover, a smile spreading across her face.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Aria said teasingly taking a long sip of her coffee.
"Ariaaaaa," I whined, not really in the mood to play this game.
"Em, if I told you, Hanna over here would have my head on a plate." Aria said pointing to Hanna with her thumb.
"Why's that?" I asked looking over at Hanna.
"No reason." She said.
"Then tell me what happened." I told Hanna. Hanna just grinned and shook her head.
"You don't want to know."
"Yes I do." I challenged her.
"Well, let's just say I never pegged you as the stripper drunk type." Hanna said.
"What?" I said, taking me a little longer to process what she said.
"You pretty much stripped in front of everyone," Aria clarified.
"I did WHAT?" I jumped out of my seat, immediately regretting the action as it sent my head spinning. I sat right back down, my hands holding my head. They all tried to stifle a laugh as my face flushed red. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. What did I do! What else did I do? I can't believe this. I'm never drinking again! Stupid alcohol!
Seeing my internal turmoil, Hanna came to my side. I was blushing so hard and Hanna wasn't making it any easier to hide as she lifted my chin so I could face her. She smiled softly, surely noticing how red my face was.
"Don't worry, Em. Nobody saw you. I made sure of it. We got to you before anyone could see anything, okay." Hanna comforted, trying to ease my troubled mind. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't even have told you." She said apologetically, pouting involuntarily. I smiled. How do you get mad at her. She's too amazing to get mad at. Besides, it wasn't her fault. She didn't do anything wrong. I'm the one that did something stupid, not her. Aria and Hanna filled the seats next to me, Spencer getting up to make some toast, saying something about it curing hangovers.
"So, what exactly happened?" I asked them, not really sure if I wanted to know the answer or not. I looked over at Spencer who stood next to the toaster.
"Well, you took off your shirt and started swinging it around." Spencer started.
"And then you threw it in my face," Hanna laughed recalling the action last night. I smiled as a fresh blush crept onto my face. I can't believe she saw me like that.
"Then, when Hanna saw that you were gonna take your bra off, she ran so fast and jumped on the table. She put her arms out so nobody could see you and then your bra came off." Aria explained.
Hanna saw me naked . . . again. I blushed. I wonder if the others saw me? Wow, all my friends have seen me naked. That's just great. It can't get any worse.
"Getting you off the table was the hard part," Hanna continued.
"Why?" I immediately regretted the question as Hanna's face turned red.
"Umm, well, Spencer and Aria were busy trying to tell people to fuck off, so I couldn't get your clothes back without people seeing, your, umm, yeah, so I kind of just pulled you against me and tried to get you down," Hanna said looking away. An image of Hanna's body pressed against my bare breasts came to mind. I quickly shoved the thought aside. "Definitely not the easiest thing I've ever done," Hanna added rubbing the back of her neck giving me a shy smile.
Spencer, Aria, and Hanna remained in the kitchen as I went to Aria's room to change. I heard a short chime and looked over at Aria's nightstand. I walked over and saw Hanna's phone. I quickly typed in her password. She really should change it. She got a text message from Ms. Marin. I read it, "Me and pam are going out for lunch and want you and emily to join us. Be on your best behavior. I want you home in a half hour and we're going out once you get here. Love you." A few minutes later I got a text, not bothering to look at it, knowing it was most likely my mom telling me the same thing.
I suddenly felt queasy and sick to my stomach. I could think of a million things I'd rather do than spend an awkward afternoon with my mom. At least Hanna will be there. Maybe it won't be all bad. I stripped down to my underwear and bra, throwing Aria's clothes onto her bed. I bent down to pick up my skinny jeans laying on the ground. The door swung open as a familiar voice spoke.
"Hey Aria, do you know . . . whoa!" I heard Mike exclaim. I screamed, standing up straight and holding my clothes out in front of me. A shocked Mike slammed the door shut. I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart. Not even five seconds later, I screamed again as the door swung open once more.
"Em, what happened . . .whoa." Aria mimicked her brother's words. Spencer and Hanna rammed right into Aria almost knocking her over.
"We heard a scream." I heard Spencer's concerned laced voice.
"What's wro-" Hanna stopped in the middle of her sentence as she stepped to Aria's side getting a closer look. Her eyes scanned over me kind of like when she walked in on me after I took a shower.
"This seems to be happening a lot lately, hasn't it?" Hanna jeered. "Well, at least you're not naked this time. Right, Em?" Hanna winked.
"What's she talking about?" Aria asked.
"Nothing!" Emily all but shouted. Hanna snickered while Aria and Spencer just gave me a weird look.
"So, you wanna tell us why you screamed?" Spencer asked.
"Mike walked in the room." I answered, holding the clothes tight to my chest.
"What?" Aria just shook her head. "I'm sorry. He doesn't get the whole knocking concept."
For a couple of seconds I just stood there. "Em, you gonna get dressed anytime soon?" Hanna smirked. Spencer and Aria sat on the bed. Hanna had a smug look on her face. She leaned against the now closed door, one foot on the ground, one foot on the wall, her arms crossed over chest.
"What? Oh, umm, yeah." I said. Realizing that they were all kind of staring at me, I blushed, not making any further movements to put my clothes on.
"Don't be shy, Em. It's not like we've never seen you before," Hanna said. "Especially what I've seen these past few days." She added in a hushed tone as she made her way to join Aria and Spencer on the bed. "Besides, you have a pretty hot body. Nothing to be ashamed of." Hanna added causing me to blush.
I pulled my pants on and hurriedly tried to pull my shirt over my head while the others enjoyed their playful banter. I tried to put my shirt on a little too fast because the next thing I knew, someone was helping me get my head through the shirt. I came face-to-face with Hanna and before I could say anything a knock was heard on the door.
"It's open." Aria shouted. Hanna shifted away from me and sat on the bed patting the spot next to her. The door opened cautiously, Mike's head poking through the door.
"Uhhh, hey." Mike said. I looked down. I found the floor extremely interesting at the moment.
"What's up, Mike?" Aria asked.
"I just wanted to know if you've seen Mom. I gotta ask her something." He said fully in the room now.
"She went to go do something." She said waving her hand dismissively. "What do you have to ask her and what did I tell you about knocking?"
"Nevermind. Sorry about that. I didn't know you were in here, Emily." Mike said genuinely sorry. I could feel his eyes on me but my gaze never left the floor.
"It's okay. Don't worry about it." I said rubbing my neck nervously. At least he didn't see me naked.
"Yeah, she's used to people walking in on her when she's getting dressed." Hanna teased. My head whipped around so fast I thought I had whiplash. I stared at Hanna wide-eyed. Hanna continued to look straight ahead, knowing better than to look at me. Mike just left without saying a word and closed the door behind him.
"I can't believe you said that." I said, standing up.
"I was just teasing, Em." Hanna said dismissively as we all made our way into the kitchen again.
"Oh, Hanna, I forgot to tell you. You forgot your phone upstairs. I read a text from your mom. I hope that's okay," I said. "She said something about all of us going out to lunch together." I said unenthused.
"You couldn't remember that when we were in Aria's room?" Hanna joked. Then her expression turned to one of confusion. "You know my password?"
I laughed amusedly. "It wasn't that hard to figure out."
"You didn't, umm . . ." She looked a little fearful. Aria and Spencer must have caught on to what Hanna was worried about because they just laughed.
"Did what?" I asked softly.
"Nothing, forget it." She smiled at me and quickly went to retrieve her phone, but not before giving our friends a warning look.
My phone chimed again, letting me know I got a text. I rolled my eyes. It was probably my mom. I opened my phone, confused that I didn't find any texts from my mom, but one from -A. That unsettling, anxious feeling invaded my stomach. I told a concerned Spencer and Aria who sent me a text. They weren't too thrilled either I opened the picture he sent me.
"What the fuck did I do last night?" I managed to say as Spencer and Aria looked over my shoulders to look at the picture of me kissing Hanna.
Hanna POV
I started walking back to the kitchen, phone in hand as I texted a quick reply to my mom stating we'd be home in ten minutes. I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. What if Emily saw that picture of us when she was on my phone? I shook my head. No way. Emily wouldn't do that. She wouldn't snoop around like that. As long as Aria and Spencer keep their mouths shut, Emily will never have to know. That thought made me feel weird. Probably just guilt from keeping something from her.
I walked in the kitchen. Aria and Spencer looked like they didn't know what to say to a stunned Emily. Emily just stood there, blushing like crazy, shying away from my gaze.
"Em?" And that's when it dawned on me.
"What did you tell her?" I asked accusingly at Spencer and Aria.
"Nothing." Aria defended holding her hands out. I turned my gaze back to Emily as she started talking. My stomach churned as I looked at how scared she looked, like she did something horrible.
"-A sent me a picture. I kissed you?"
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