A/N: This is a short chapter, I know! Please don't be mad :(

Surprisingly, things weren't at all uncomfortable for Paige or Emily. Hanna kept them laughing with her jokes and drunken state, and when she stumbled over to the garbage to empty her stomach they were both too busy to talk or even think about the kiss. They both got Hanna and placed her in Emily's bed, the girl groaning loudly as she sprawled across the bed.

The two girls sat beside Hanna, Emily holding the blonde in her arms and stroking the side of her arm to soothe her. Paige was telling Hanna her strip tease story from the following night to get her mind off the fact that she was feeling sick. It surprised Paige how comfortable she was around Hanna, and she didn't mind telling the girl a story that made her laugh especially since she'd probably forget it by morning anyway.

After about an hour of the three of them talking, Hanna fell asleep in Emily's bed.

"I'm sorry about this. She usually knows how to drink" Emily said with a sigh, looking at the blonde girl as the two of them got up slowly.

"It's fine. At least she had fun" Paige said with a quiet laugh. After a few moments of silence she looked at Emily, "I should head back to my room. Sleep it off" She said.

Emily nodded slowly and grabbed her hand to pull her into a thank you hug. Paige had noticed how Emily got extra touchy when she consumed alcohol, always using her hands to touch Paige when they were talking. Paige swore the feeling sent shocks throughout her body, the softness of Emily's skin seemed to have a much bigger effect on her now. She felt herself be engulfed in a hug and she could smell Emily's perfume and the scent of her shampoo. Lavender, she observed. Alcohol still on effect on her, she noticed just how hard it was to resist kissing Emily again.

When they moved back Paige couldn't help her eyes to gaze down at Emily's lips, her breathing short and rapid at the thoughts that went through her mind. She couldn't be thinking of Emily this way: they were two friends, and only friends. Obviously Emily would think she was a pervert if she was always staring at her lips.

Emily leaned forward gently to kiss Paige on the cheek, and Paige's heartbeat quickened as she approached. Paige swore she would explode when Emily missed and actually kissed to corner of her lips due to Paige dunking her head down to hide her blushing face.

What happened next was a blur to Paige. Their lips were fused together within a second, her desires satisfied and all her worries forgotten. Emily was kissing her, and she was kissing her back and nothing was wrong. She felt a hand go to her hair and Paige mirrored Emily, as her other hand traveled down her back slowly. It wasn't until she heard Emily let out an almost inaudible moan into her mouth that she realized that she was pressed up against the door - their bodies closer than ever. She could feel Emily's breasts against hers as their tongues battled for control.

Her mind clouded by lust, she couldn't help herself when she moved her free hand to her covered breast, earning another quiet content sound from Emily against her lips. While Paige would have normally been scared by what was happening, the feeling of Emily's lips and hands roaming her body was all too good to be interrupted by her thoughts. The fact that she was currently touching another girl's breast was not at all an issue, at least not yet.

It was when they heard a loud sound from Hanna that they were reminded of their compromising position. Paige's hand awkwardly left Emily's chest as the latter rushed to her friend on the bed, handing her a garbage so she wouldn't hurl on her clean sheets. To say that Paige was embarrassed would be an understatement, if her red face wasn't an indicator. She knew Hanna hadn't seen anything, she was much too out of it to take notice, but she was embarrassed for herself. She wasn't gay. Why was she kissing Emily?

"I'll get her a towel" Paige said in a hesitant trance, walking to the en-suite bathroom to get a damp face cloth. She brought it back and placed it gently on the blonde's forehead. "This usually helps me" She said quietly, and she felt her skin crawling as she felt Emily's breath against her neck before their close proximity.

"Thanks" Emily slurred, and Paige swore the girl was doing on purpose. She could feel her stare and knew that as soon as she turned her head, the two would be kissing again.

"I should go" Paige said quickly. She could see Emily's confused face, but she couldn't be this close to her without acting on her urges so she stepped away towards the door. "See you at practice tomorrow" She added and with that was out the door.

She walked to her dorm room slowly, and was happy to find it empty. It seemed that her slutty roommate had found another place to do it tonight. When she shut the door, she leaned against it and took a deep breath. What in the world had she done? The fact that she couldn't even lie to herself and say that she hated it scared her. She pushed her thoughts aside and decided to shower, and then got prepared for bed.

When she slipped under her blankets she felt her phone vibrate on her nightstand and she picked it up, seeing a text from Emily.

Thanks for helping out with Hanna. Even though she couldn't say it, she appreciates it :) -Em x

Paige sighed loudly, putting her phone back where it was and decided not to answer. She decided that sleeping would be the best way to stop thinking about a rather steamy make out session she had just had with Emily. But the first thing that came to mind after she closed her eyes was Emily's lips. Kissing Emily had been a terrible idea. But if it was wrong like she led herself to believe, why had it felt so right?

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