Pretty Little Lovers Untamed

Author's Note: Aww Hanna is so cute to Emily. Have any of you ever noticed that when Emily is around Alison she acts sooo submissive and small.. But around Paige and stuff she acts really dominant. It's weird how the roles are reversed. Anyways I dunno how I want it to work with Hanna. I kinda want her to be dominant with Hanna but I dunno. Any ideas? Also, I dedicate the first eight chapters of this story to CalypsoCoast who got to read them first.. And is a goddess. :3

Chapter 8

Emily showered quickly, her mind reeling. She washed her hair and her body and tried to keep herself from thinking about Alison. She tried to keep herself from thinking about Alison pushing her against the bookcase in the library and then laying her down on the floor. It actually made her a little sick to remember it. It had felt so good while it happened, but then, immediately after, she was left with regret. Alison left so quickly afterwards that it must have meant nothing to her. And so why did she do it? Was she just trying to make Emily obsess over her more? Why? Did she have some alterior motives? Emily still had no idea why Alison had been there anyways. She was just as lost as the rest of them and it was her that had had Alison's hand in her pants.

And what Hanna had said.. About her not wanting anyone to be with Emily other than herself. Was that true? Emily couldn't wrap her head around what had happened that night. Not the ordeal with Ali, and definitely not what Hanna had revealed to her. Did she have a crush on Emily? Emily thought about what that meant. The truth was, Emily had been so wrapped up in loving Ali and Maya that she hadn't taken the time to notice anyone else. But come to think of it, Hanna had always been there for her. She'd spent more time with her than Spencer or Aria combined. And the way Hanna held her.. Emily shivered. She'd been in the shower so long that the water had started to get cold.

Quickly she turned off the faucets and then climbed out. She dryed off, dressed in red and black plaid pajama shorts and a black camisole. She brushed her wet hair and then went back out into the bedroom. Hanna was sitting on the bed looking lost. She'd changed into some of Emily's pajama shorts too, except the one's she'd chosen were grey and pink striped. She had on a white t-shirt that said Rosewood Day Swim Team. She smiled at Emily nervously when she came to stand in front of her.

"Feel better now that you've showered?" Hanna asked, unable to look Emily in the eyes.

"I feel clean," Emily said. "Not any less confused though."

"Well Alison is good at playing with our heads," Hanna offered. "You know that."

"I kinda get her," Emily said, "I mean I don't know why she's doing it, but I know I'm being manipulated. That's not what I'm the most confused about."

"No?" Hanna pretended to be interested in her fingernails. "Is there something else on your mind then? Are you confused about how Ali got out of the library? Because she went out through the librarian's office. I didn't even know there was an exit back there and..."

"It's Ali," Emily cut her off. "She knows things the rest of us don't know. But that's NOT what's on my mind." She shook her head and took a few steps towards Hanna. "I knew Caleb acted funny around me for a reason," she said.

Hanna's eyes snapped to Emily's face. "Huh? What about Caleb?"

"He acts like he's scared of me. Not like physically or anything.. But he looks at me and I see this fear in his eyes when he talks to me. He's afraid I'm going to try and take you from him."

Hanna stood up. "Em," she said, "I shouldnt have said anything. I know you're already confused enough as it is over Alison. And now you have to worry about me. I should have kept my mouth shut. I don't know why I even said anything."

"Well," Emily licked her lips. "Did you mean it?"

"I don't know what it means," she replied, looking down again.

"Hanna," Emily reached forward, caught Hanna's chin and lifted her face back up. "Did you mean it or not?"

"Of course I meant it," Hanna said. "You think I would say something like that and not mean it? I mean, c'mon Em, I have a boyfriend. I'm taking a big enough risk being here in the first place. And now you're telling me he already knows I have feelings for you?"

Emily stepped forward and kissed Hanna gently. She didn't mean for it to be so all-encompassing but it was. Hanna threw herself against Emily and kissed her back. She didn't even know what she was doing at first, until her tongue was in Emily's mouth and they were making out right there on Emily's rug.

It was a lovely kiss, the kind that Emily had wanted to have with Alison. But of course, this wasn't Alison DeLaurentais. It was Hanna Marin. Hanna Marin had her tongue inside of Emily Fields' mouth. And it felt really good, actually. Well that was until Emily broke the kiss and pulled away.

"Hanna," she said. "We can't do this."

Hanna blinked at her. Hadn't Emily been the one that started the kiss? She gave the girl a really confused look. "Uh, what? Why not?"

"Caleb."

Hanna swallowed. "Oh yeah." Caleb. The guy she was supposed to be in love with. She sighed and put her hands on her forehead. What the hell was she gonna do now? Wasn't she supposed to call him later anyways?

"I'm really confused as it is," Emily said. "I don't want to bring you into that and mess up what you have. Caleb is a really good guy."

"Yeah," Hanna nodded, dazed. "He is. He's a really great guy." She looked at Emily. Her hair was wet and shiny and her cami fit her so good and her shorts were so short and her legs were so toned and... She walked forward, put her hands on Emily's jaws and yanked her back into a forceful kiss. This time neither one of them pulled away. Emily moved Hanna back to the bed and sat down, pulling Hanna on top of her, so she could straddle her lap. She kissed her like that for a while and then caught her face in her hands.

"Hanna.." she whispered, "We have to talk about this, okay?"

Hanna kissed Emily one more time, "Okay." She got off of her, sat down beside her and ran her hands through her hair. "Tonight must be a pretty busy night for you. You've had two blondes on top of you."

Emily's eyebrows furrowed. "Hanna.."

"I didn't mean it like that," Hanna wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and then sat very still, waiting for the other girl to say something.

"Caleb loves you," Emily said. "And I don't know what's going on between Ali and me."

"She's using you," Hanna stood up, crossed to the window and sat down on the window seat. "She's using you and you don't need to let it happen again."

"Is that it? You don't have anything to add about Caleb?"

Hanna frowned. "I know he loves me. I know he does. But I.." She swallowed. "I don't think I love him back. I think if I did I wouldn't be able to have feelings for you. But I do and.. God, I'm not even a lesbian. I don't know what's the matter with me."

Emily rolled her eyes. "Oh c'mon. You just made out with me for like ten minutes straight. If that doesn't make you a little bit gay, then I must be mistaken on what gay means."

The blonde laughed. She shook her head and laughed. "Em, you're a really good kisser."

"Yeah? Wanna go for round three?" Emily was suprised at her forwardness. Hadn't she just said she wanted to talk? It was too late to take it back though, and she let Hanna cross the room and again and push her down on her bed. Their lips crashed together again and Hanna sighed happily as Emily placed her hands on her friend's ass and caressed her very softly.

"Mmm," Hanna said, "that feels so good.." She pulled at Emily's bottom lip with her teeth and then kissed her again, letting her hands find her best friend's breasts and touch them very, very gently. The kiss was going too far, and they both knew that, but they couldn't stop. Hanna was right, it had been a really busy night for Emily. And the thing was, she had no idea what any of it meant to her. But she kept right on kissing Hanna anyways.

Of course, that's when Hanna's phone rang and it startled them both so much that they broke apart instantly and Hanna hit the floor.

"You okay?" Emily asked, and jumped up to help her friend up.

Hanna just waved her off and got her phone out of the floor. It was Caleb. "Oh hey," she said, and tried to sound like she hadn't just been squeezing Emily's boobs.

"Hey," Caleb said. "I thought you were gonna call me."

"I meant to," Hanna said. "But I've been talking to Emily. She's really worked up. Ya know, because of the intruder."

"Oh," he said. He didn't sound like he believed her. "Well. Did she ever even get her English history book? Neither of you were carrying anything when you came out of the school earlier. I just thought about that."

Hanna thought fast. "Turns out she didn't need it. She got there and pulled it out and remembered that our homework's not due til Wednesday so she decided to just work on it later."

"Ah."

"You coming home tonight? I thought maybe we could talk."

Hanna's heart sped up. "Talk? About what?"

"Just a few things that've been on my mind. I thought maybe I could come over and we could talk."

Hanna's face paled at that. "Is... Is everything okay?"

"I'm not really sure," he said. "I mean I want everything to be okay, but I don't really think it is. But are you gonna come home tonight or not?"

Hanna licked her lips. She looked at Emily who was sitting on the edge of her bed with a totally concerned look on her face. A HUGE part of Hanna wanted to just hit "end call" and crawl back on top of Emily. But she knew that she needed to talk to Caleb. She didn't want to screw everything up all in the same night. "Well I was going to stay over here tonight because.. Emily needs me. But.. If it's really important..."

"No," Caleb sounded stern. "You stay there. Emily needs you."

"What if you drove over here? I could come outside and talk to you."

There was silence on the line for a few moments and then Caleb said, "Okay. I'll be over there in five minutes. Be outside." He hung up without saying goodbye. Hanna laid the phone in the floor and looked up at Emily.

"I think he's going to break up with me," she said.

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