Alison and Emily had spent the remainder of the night tossed around in Alison's hotel bed barely clothed. After Alison had teased Emily, the girls ordered room service dinner. Neither girl felt like getting dressed to go out or bothering to ask their best friend's, who had become involved together, if they wanted to grab dinner.
The two spent a few hours talking about the events that the other had missed or things that had changed within the last seven months since their break up, which some things really had changed.
Alison had thrown herself into the world of fitness and health. Her main reason? She wanted her status and reputation to stay climaxed as she entered college. It was a bit egotistical, but that was just a part of the Alison DiLaurentis personality that everyone knew and loved…or hated.
After weeks of debating on going to the University of Southern California or Hollis College, the blonde decided to stay in Rosewood. Her break up with Emily was still very fresh and with USC and UCLA being in the same city, Alison couldn't bring herself to follow her ex-girlfriend, especially when Emily wasn't returning any of Alison's texts, calls, or not answering the door when Alison tried to visit her before she flew out to Los Angeles.
So what the blonde decided was to spend the first year in Rosewood to get her general education courses out of the way. It was only two weeks into the school year when she ran into Lorenzo at the coffee shop on campus, and well, that's how that relationship started.
Alison's dad became suspicious over Emily and Alison's relationship at one point. One evening as Mr. DiLaurentis was coming in from work, he had noticed Emily's hand lingering a bit too low on Alison's back just a bit too long along with Alison burying her face in Emily's neck, as he caught a glimpse of the embrace.
When Emily had left that night after dinner, Mr. DiLaurentis asked Alison if Emily was "still in the into girls phase" and Alison quickly defended her secret girlfriend. Emily and Alison weren't a secret to their high school or peers, but Alison hadn't told her parents about their precious, perfect daughter dating a girl.
With Mr. DiLaurentis closely watching the two girls and questioning Alison every other day, the tension drove Emily and Alison to an end and Alison knew that she had a reputation to uphold, especially with her parents. So the blonde used her friend Noel Kahn to act as her love interest, hoping that bringing a guy around would make her dad shut up, and it did.
With Emily leaving her and Noel moving away to college, Alison wasn't exactly looking for another real, or fake, love interest, but when she met Lorenzo she decided that it probably was best to try to move on and forget about the brunette who broke her heart.
Lorenzo was a hit with Mr. DiLaurentis, who claimed Lorenzo was a "man's man," whatever that is. Alison didn't care, she was just happy that Lorenzo was pleasing her dad's desires for her.
Alison had known that she wanted to move out of Rosewood for her sophomore year of college, and her first choice was still USC. The blonde had truly wanted to go in the entertainment business as an actress, and with going to school and living in Los Angeles, that would be the perfect situation for her to achieve her dreams.
But there was a problem. Alison didn't have any experience in the career field and she had only heard very negative responses. She researched almost every single day, looking up videos, blogs, and interviews of actresses or models who moved out to Los Angeles to make it big and all she seemed to come across were people saying how challenging it was to land gigs or how high the pressure of staying flawless was.
Alison had a very high confidence level and she knew how flawless she was, but the thought of being rejected by professionals just didn't settle well with the blonde.
Emily on the other hand had been experiencing very fine praise from professionals in her collegiate career. Swimming had always come easy to the brunette and it was definitely showing at UCLA.
Alison had missed Emily's first meet, that she won on varsity as a freshman. Emily broke a UCLA record in one of her meets, beating the fastest time in women's swim history.
Emily told Alison stories about her teammates, road trips, meets, practices, wild parties thrown by the fraternities on campus, quirks about UCLA, and how she has even ran into a few celebrities on the streets of Los Angeles leaving restaurants or in nightclubs.
Alison loved hearing about how happy being away from Rosewood had made Emily, but she couldn't help but to feel a small stab of jealously because of just how happy Emily seemed to be without her. And the fact that Alison had missed so much of Emily's first experiences in college made Alison even more upset, but Alison knew it was mainly her own fault.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Emily asked, looking at the frowning beautiful blonde laying beside of her. Alison shook her head, "it's nothing."
Emily brought her hand to softly stroke Alison's cheek, "it doesn't seem like nothing." Alison forced a fake smile in attempt to prove her point, which she was miserably failing at. Emily's frown matched Alison's, "Ali?"
Alison sat up straight and broke her gaze from Emily and ran her fingers through her straightened blonde hair, "I just hate that I missed so many important events." The brunette scooted closer to Alison on the bed, "you didn't miss anything that important."
Alison shot Emily a look and Emily backtracked, "okay, well maybe just a little, but it's not like we can go back and change that. I missed a lot in your life, too."
Alison sighed, "like what? Me trying the new iced coffee in The Brew?"
Emily's lips curved in a small smile, "no. Like me missing your excitement on the first day of class, or how you probably complained about a professor because she's ancient and slow and way too strict. Or my least favorite, me missing your health kick which I tried six months to get you to go to the gym with me but you refused." Emily softly poked Alison's body contentiously, trying to get at least a smile out of the blonde.
A tiny laugh slipped Alison's lips as she grabbed Emily's hands, stopping the tanned girl from poking her. Alison brought her blue eyes back to Emily and Emily could see the relaxation start to settle back in them, "I don't want to miss anymore than I already have."
Emily brought Alison's hand up to her lips to greet the blonde's soft hands with soft kisses, "then don't." Alison intertwined her fingers with Emily's and pulled them back down in her lap, "you make it seem so easy."
Emily leaned against the bed's headboard and sat up, pulling Alison to her. Alison allowed Emily to pull her into Emily's lap.
Alison laid against Emily and rested her head in Emily's neck. "It's not going to be completely easy, Ali, I'd be lying if I said it was. We have so much to work through, but I want to do that because I want you."
Emily softly brushed her fingers up and down Alison's back as she was speaking. "Where do we start?" Alison asked. Emily idly pressed kisses onto Alison's hair, "we have to start by forgiving each other for the past."
"I think you mean more of you forgiving me," Alison mumbled. Emily sighed in defeat, "you're right, I do," the brunette admitted, "I'm just scared." Alison's frown from a few minutes ago reappeared on her face, "scared? Of what?"
Emily kept her fingertips roaming Alison's soft skin, "you aren't gay, Ali." Alison leaned away from Emily's hold and sat up straight, making sure that she could make eye contact with the brunette, "it's only you that I want, Emily. That's not fair to say to me."
Emily tossed her dark hair over her shoulder, "but you've ran to guys every time that we've had issues. What if you come across a guy that you're attracted to when we're together again?"
"I probably will," Alison started. The blonde could see pain instantly flash in Emily's chocolate brown eyes which quickly looked away from Alison. Alison gently grabbed Emily's chin to force the brunette to look at her. "But that's how it is, Emily. I'm probably going to see a guy and be like, damn, he's hot, but then you know what I'm going to do? Look at you and know that he could never touch the beauty that you hold. No one could ever be you."
Alison allowed her thumb to run over Emily's jawbone, "you too will look at other girls. You're going to look at some stupid girl and probably drool all over yourself, and I can only hope that not matter how attractive another girl is to you, that it will always be only me."
Emily took in all of Alison's words, now understanding where the blonde was coming from. "Don't be scared of me because I love you so much. I made a mistake not telling my parents the truth about you and making you feel like you weren't worth that. I am so sorry, Em," Alison finished.
Emily could see the serenity that flooded Alison's crystal blue eyes. For months all Emily had wanted was to have Alison back in her arms and that's exactly where Alison was now.
Emily nodded, "I forgive you." Alison leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to Emily's lips. When Alison pulled apart from the brunette, the brunette pulled the blonde back against her body, needing more.
Alison shifted to straddle Emily's lap and wrapped her arm around Emily's neck. Emily smiled and brought her hands to Alison's waist, "I can't believe that I ran into you here. That we planned to come to the same city, in the same hotel, at the same time."
Alison leaned in closer to Emily, "everything happens for a reason." The blonde pressed her lips against Emily's cheek, "I love you, Emily. I never stopped." The brunette tightened her grip on Alison's waist, "I love you, too."
Alison filled up the space between the two and melted her lips onto Emily's with just enough force that it was strong, but not too dominating. Alison pulled her hands up to Emily's hair, gripping the dark strands in-between her fingers.
Emily somehow managed to pull Alison closer to her body and the two fell back against the bed, Alison falling on top of Emily. Neither of the two girls stopped their motion, but stayed formed together with their lips only slightly breaking for air.
Emily's fingertips reached for the end of Alison's t-shirt and began to lift it up, tugging it over Alison's head. The kiss broke for a second as Alison allowed Emily to strip of her of her shirt. Alison's eyes fluttered open as blue met brown.
A soft smile wiped across of Emily's lips as Emily's eyes observed the topless blonde on top of her, "you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."
Alison leaned back down and rejoined her lips back to Emily's. Emily reached around of Alison and unhooked her bra, tossing the cloth down over the edge of the bed. Emily's fingernails softly scratched down Alison's back, making the blonde tremble on top of her.
Emily's hand stopped at Alison's waist band of her shorts. The brunette gripped Alison's waist with one arm and flipped the two with the other. Emily leaned over Alison and brought both of her hands down to Alison's shorts, pulling them down her legs and off of the bed.
The two girls never once broke their kiss, they didn't dare to. Alison pulled at Emily's t-shirt, taking it off the exact some way that Emily had just done a few minutes ago.
Once Emily's shirt was on the floor, her bra quickly joined the cloth. Emily reached down and gripped Alison's thighs, spreading them open to slide in-between of them. The brunette gently latched her hands to Alison's underwear, sliding them down her legs and off of her body.
Emily broke the kiss to take in her view once again. A bright red danced among Alison's cheeks as Emily examined her like an art piece on a wall.
"I'm in love with the most flawless girl in the world," Emily whispered, her fingertips roaming Alison's naked body. Alison reached forward to trace Emily's bottom lip with her finger, "how can someone make me feel the way you do?"
Emily leaned back down to Alison's body and pressed long, soft kisses against her warm skin, going down lower and lower on Alison's body after each kiss. Breathless moans escaped Alison's lips each time Emily would bring hers to Alison's body.
Emily went as low as she could until she reached between Alison's legs.
Alison could feel herself throbbing at her eagerness. The blonde had been craving Emily's tongue on her for over half a year.
"I'm going to make love to you, Alison," Emily mumbled, just before pressing a teasing but pleasurable kiss onto Alison's clit.
The blonde moaned, "Emily, please."
Emily settled between Alison's legs and wrapped her arms around the blonde's thighs. When she got in her position she looked up at Alison's eyes, "I love you."
Alison brought her hand to Emily's hair, looking down at the beautiful girl between her legs with so much love that it was undeniable, "I love you."
Alison closed her eyes and moaned as for the first time in seven months, she felt Emily's warm tongue dance on her clit.
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I am SO sorry that it's taken me forever to update. Like I said I am in school and in season for my sport so my time is SO taken. Thank you to everyone who is STILL reading/reviewing/favoriting/following ANY of my stories.
You guys are more than amazing and I can't thank you enough!
And a huge thank you to everyone who told me that they understand how busy I am so I lag in updating. It means a lot that you were so sweet about it.
I already have a new story idea, but I might want to finish this and More Than Friends first, haha.
Thank you again! :)