AN: Hi there! Didn't expect me come back so soon? I have small things to share with you.
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Speaking of which, sorry for my bad English. Haha. Ha. Ouch. The longer I wrote, the more mistakes I made. I hope you can point out some of them for me. Thank you. :)
You love Spemily and I love you.
Pretty Little Liars is not mine. If it's mine, you'll know. (Full of Spemily of course)
- You what?
- I'm going to marry Spencer Hastings in the next two months.
- You what?
- HANNA! I've said that five times and I'm not gonna say that again. – Emily knew Hanna would be this shock but she could still get annoyed by her reaction.
- Sorry sorry. I won't ask again. I promise. – The blonde knew she had poked the bear inside the coffee shop owner so she decided that this was the time to shut up.
Everything was quiet. For five seconds.
- But you what?
At this point, the dark brown eyes girl couldn't help herself and burst into laughter. The blue eyes girl joined in immediately.
- You couldn't shut up for a full minute, could you? – Emily spoke between her laugh.
- Sometimes I could but not this time. C'mon, my best friend is gonna marry Spencer Hastings. One of the most famous writers in the world. She's also your favorite writer. This much be the biggest milestone in your life. I think I may cry. Hold me. Wait. Is that make me the godmother of your kids? I'm gonna be the godmother of Spencer Hastings's kids. Oh my god. I can't wait to tell Caleb. Oh I almost forgot, tell me, tell me. How did you guys meet? Who was the first one confess their feeling? When did she propose? What is she like?...
As Hanna kept rambling and listing her questions, Emily felt a little pity for her best friend. She had to prepare to tell the biggest lie in her life. After a moment, the tanned girl finally interrupted her friend.
- Han. Breath. Relax, I will answer all of your questions, no need to rush. I don't want to bring you to the hospital for your breathing problem while rambling. Again.
- Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I'm just so happy for you. – Hanna said, remembering the time Emily had to drive like crazy to the hospital just because she was so excited when she told the coffee shop owner that Caleb had said their first "I love you" to her. And the time about Caleb's proposal. And the time about her honeymoon with Caleb. Okay that was a lot.
Emily grinned at the blonde. She knew if she really got married to someone she loves, Hanna would be the only person that could be happier than Emily herself. Their relationship had reached that level five years ago when Emily's ex went away and left behind all of her problems, including Emily. Hanna was there for her the whole time. They were there for each other and hadn't kept any secret ever since.
Sorry Hanna.
The dark brown eyes girl tried hard to hide the guilty look on her face. Putting herself back together. She started to answer her best friend with the lies she had been discussing with Spencer since last week.
- Well, I know she lives near my place but her place is guarded and strangers can't come in so it was hopeless for me to meet her, not to even marry her. But fortunately, she seems to notice me every time she drives pass my place and finally one day she wrote a letter for me. I didn't know who that was at first but I wrote back. Things kept happening for two months before she decided to show up and proposed to me last week.
The expression on the blonde face let the coffee shop owner knew that she was buying every word Emily said. Of course she was. Emily and Spencer had made a huge map which written everything about their relationships with other beside themselves. They used that "two months business trip" of Hanna in order to cover their fast marriage decision.
- And FYI, she's definitely the romantic one. – Emily tried hard this time not to speak that in a sarcastic tone. Really hard.
Ouch. Can't believe I could say that.
Hanna was so happy for her friend to see anything weird in the conversation. She knew Emily deserved someone who truly loved her. A sweet girl like Emily should have had that years ago if it wasn't because of that bitch. Since that day, the blonde swore that if she ever met her again, she would have broken her neck, and then slapped her, and then buried her alive. Okay wrong order and a little violent. But she sure she would do something to teach that girl a lesion. Anyway, all she cared right now was Emily's happiness. Emily was gonna get one. How wonderful was that! She should do the thing she always wanted to do for her beloved best friend.
- You have to let me make your wedding dress. – She said determinedly after giving Emily a long loving look.
- Hanna, you don't have to…
- I want to. I really want to do this for you. – Hanna jumped in before Emily could finish her sentence. Her face was still serious.
- I don't know… – The brunette thought she shouldn't let Hanna do it. It was all just a big lie and she was a big fat liar. Wasting the girl time and her heart were unacceptable. It also hurt Emily slowly inside.
- Please! – There was this famous puppy face that only Hanna could do and actually work every time. Every time. This time was a little harder. She had to use her biggest weapon. – Pretty please! And I'll buy my own cheesy puffs when I visit you next time. – Bam. The cheesy puffs move plus the puppy face.
This girl deserved an award because Emily finally rolled her eyes and gave in.
- Fineeeee.
The blonde squealed, clapped her hands and kissed Emily on her cheeks.
- I love you. And believe me, I'm gonna make you the most beautiful bride in the world. Every girl who shows up in that wedding will be jealous with you for having a beauty unreachable. Every man will wish they were a girl just to have a chance with you. You're already flawless. All I need is a little magic and Spencer will have to drag you to the bedroom right away then undres…
- HANNA! – Emily shouted, blushing. The blue eyes girl was laughing like crazy that she had to lay on the bed.
Having the ability to turn everything into something inappropriate within two seconds and ruin a heartfelt moment, the one and only, Hanna Marin. They were so different yet so alike. Emily had completely forgotten how they met and became friends but she was glad that that was Hanna who walked into her life but not anyone else. She was such an idiot sometimes but she was her idiot.
I'll make up for you later, Hanna. I promise.
- You what?
- I'm gonna get married.
- To who?
- Emily Fields, a coffee shop owner.
- You what?
- I'm gonna marry a coffee shop owner.
- Come again?
After a full five minutes patiently answer Aria's questions which were only two but she kept asking and asking and asking over again, Spencer threw her hands on the air, snapped.
- ARIA! Just tell me what the hell is on your mind, I can make it clear and stop this kind of conversation as soon as possible.
- I thought you want to marry someone you love. – Taking back for a snapping Spencer, Aria chose her words carefully and spoke slowly.
- Who said I don't love her? – Spencer raised her voice.
Being friend with Spencer for a long time, Aria knew that it was hard for the writer to love somebody again. After that jerk whom she almost called husband had betrayed her, Aria could tell that there was a big hole in Spencer heart that hardly fulfilled by anyone or anything. But soon she realized it had been a long time since that day and now should be the time for Spencer to find her happy ending. Whether or not she was telling the truth, this would be a chance for the writer to change her lonely life. Even though she felt something suspicious about this whole marriage thing, she decided to believe her best friend.
- Okay then. So what is she like? – Aria spoke again, trying to ease the conversation.
- Well, she's cute, adorable and sweet. She loves to smile. In fact, she has the warmest smile I've ever seen. She loves my books. She also loves romance. – Spencer said as she smiling to herself. So far, she didn't tell any lie. Yet.
I didn't lie. Maybe I can get away without any lie.
Amazed by the scene of Spencer looked like a girl who was totally in love, the tiny girl nonchalantly playing what her best friend had just said over and over in her head until something hit her. That last sentence hit her. Hard.
- Wait! You hate romance. You hate people who love romance. She loves it. How could this happen? – Aria asked immediately. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at Spencer, closely.
Damn it. Here come the lie.
Spencer exhaled deeply.
- The moment I saw her, I knew she is the one. The one I will spend my life with. The one I will spend my romance on. I know there's not so many romance left in me but I'll try. She's worth it. Hence, she's not some people who loves romance. She's Emily Fields and I love her for who she is.
Guess what? Being a romantic book's writer sometimes helped you lie romantically to your best friend about your fake marriage just to avoid your forcing mother and shut your sister up. Yes, really helpful.
Didn't have to think twice, there were already tears in Aria's eyes. The tiny girl was an emotional person and Spencer knew that. She just had to push the right button and the girl would walk into her trap willingly.
Aria was really happy for her best friend. Hearing those words from Spencer brought Aria back to the day they were in high school. The writer was a romantic one back then. If someone had a chance to be her lover, boys or girls, they would say they had the best girlfriend ever. Everything had changed since that day. That asshole collected Spencer loves and other things then took off. Spencer no longer believed in love. She refused to believe that there was love on this earth. It kills Aria every day. She knew love does exist. Love happened to her and Ezra. Love could happen to her best friend too. If she just tried to believe a little.
Now sitting in front of her, an almost romantic Spencer gave the tiny girl hope. Maybe she could see her best friend again. The person that she used to be. Maybe the writer could live her live fully again. Maybe Emily could really bring her best friend that happy ending. It took a long time but it finally arrived.
She was full of hope. Her eyes were full of hope. Spencer saw that. She knew about hope.
It breeds eternal misery, Aria.
- I'm happy for you. I… - Couldn't control herself, the tiny girl burst into tears and left the sentence unfinished.
She was crying for her best friend's happiness. The writer couldn't help but pull the tiny girl into her arms.
- I know I shouldn't cry but this is… I don't know but your wedding day will be the happiest day of my life. – Aria spoke between crying, she wanted to say many things to express her feeling but tears kept coming down to her cheek.
- Are you sure? Happier than yours? – Spencer smiled, tried to stop the crying girl.
- No. But it comes at second place. – Aria chuckled, pulled the writer away.
- Thanks. – Spencer whispered
The tiny girl smiled at her. The writer was glad that she got bad luck in love but not in friendship. She would sacrifice anything on any day to get this friendship back again if there was a day she lost it. Let's hope that that day wouldn't happened or I was sure that Spencer's sister would be used as a sacrifice.
I'm so sorry Aria.
Tomorrow is the wedding day. Emily and Hanna was laying in the brunette's bed. The dark brown eyes girl had moved all of her belongings to Spencer's house two weeks ago. She just kept a little things to spend her last time at this place. Her house was a small place above the coffee shop. She had spent seven years of her life here. There were so much to say goodbye. And even though all this marriage thing was fake but somehow she felt a little nervous. Just like she had to say goodbye to her old life forever.
- Are you okay? – Hanna asked, knowing that saying goodbye was Emily's weakness.
- Yeah, why wouldn't I be? – The tanned girl replied softly.
- Are you sure? – The blonde asked again, not easily letting this go.
- Yeah. – Emily's voice was almost as a whisper.
Hesitant for a moment, the blue eyes girl spoke again.
- Come here!
As she said that, the girl dragged Emily to her arms, letting Emily's face snuggled into her neck. Hanna put her hand on the girl's back to pull her closer.
- It will be okay. Trust me. Plus, you have to say goodbye if you want to say hello. – Thinking for a while, the blonde added – Okay it sounds dumber than I thought but you get the idea.
Emily giggled. She didn't know how Hanna could can make her smile even at situation like this without the blue eyes girl knowing herself.
Goodbye.
The big day.
The writer and the coffee shop owner was gonna get married today. They hadn't spoken to each other since Emily brought her stuffs to Spencer's house. If they talked, it was all about the wedding. Nothing more, nothing less. And they would be not talking to each other in two more hours because of the seeing the bride before the wedding bad luck.
It was bad to say this but Spencer got lucky because her wife's parents had passed away in a car accident long ago since the girl was in high school. The writer didn't have to lie to that much of people. Emily was stressed though. The Hastings was looking for her everywhere. Apparently, they were too busy to even visit Spencer and her soon to be wife when they heard the news. The light brown eyes girl had spoken every detail through the phone but that could only drive the Hastings crazy. Especially Veronica, she was dying to know the "amazing Emily" girl. At this point, Veronica was so glad that her daughter finally did what be told to even care Emily is a normal coffee shop owner. The poor girl was hiding in the staff room. Nobody was in the staff room. They were occupied by the famous writer big wedding. The brunette didn't know how to face the Hastings family and lie so she decided to avoid them. But clearly, running in this incredible wedding dress was a crime. Sitting right here was her best option.
The door clicked. Emily's heart jumped at the sound as she stood up to face the intruder. It was Toby. She was relieved that it was Toby. The only person she didn't have to lie to. The dark brown eyes girl was comfortable for a moment before she realized the manager had been staring at her from the time he walked in. His eyes widened, his mouth dropped, he was speechless.
- Toby, are you there? – Emily worriedly waved her hand in front of the manager.
Silent.
More silent.
- OH MY GOD, Emily! You're gorgeous. You're… - The manager yelled after he had a hard time to find his words.
The dark brown eyes girl tried her best to shut Toby up. The last thing she wanted was to let the Hastings know where she was. She cover his mouth with her hands but Toby was so excited, he pushed the girl's hands away easily then spoke loudly.
- What are you doing? I'm serious. You're more than gorgeous. Is there any word that more gorgeous than gorgeous?
The tanned girl chuckled at his words. That was exactly what Hanna had said thirty minutes ago. A slight blush crossed her face, the girl shyly whispered a thank you. Toby had noticed Emily's beauty the first time they met but this girl kept surprising him. Remembering the dark brown eyes girl was the one who marries Spencer by contract, the manager couldn't help but want to grab a popcorn and a coke to watch the show. Maybe he should join in and help sometimes. Yeah, maybe. He got a good feeling about this. About the girl. About the writer's future.
She would be crazy if she didn't fall for you.
- I really want to know Spencer's reaction when she see you. – Toby spoke with a slyly grin.
Crashh. There was a sound of glass smashed on the floor outside the staff room. Toby didn't close the door when he came in so someone was now staring at them. A Hastings. Not any Hastings. Spencer Hastings. Like Toby, the writer too was caught up by the view of Emily in a wedding dress. Nobody knew how long Spencer had stood there but the manager was sure that Hanna did a really good job on Emily's gown because the reaction on the writer's face was priceless. The light brown eyes girl stood there like a statue, her eyes wandering the other girl from head to toes, her mouth kept opening as if she wanted to say something but soon close it right after.
Amused by the situation, Toby felt a little shameful when he had to interrupt it. He cleared his throat.
- You have anything to say? – Toby questioned, raising his eyebrow.
- I… I… I… ha… have… have to go. – Avoiding eyes contact, Spencer spoke while trying to run away as fast as she could.
- Is she okay? – Emily asked, her voice full of concern.
The girl wanted to think that Spencer was appealed by her beauty but the modest Emily didn't let her to. There must be some explanations for the writer's behavior.
- I don't think she is. – Toby let out a chuckle as he said this.
There was no way Spencer would be okay after seeing this sight of Emily. But the manager managed to let them find out themselves. If there was anyone to tell Emily that the light brown eyes girl was attracted to her, that person should be Spencer. Even though he wasn't sure the writer would put her pride as side and say that or not, he wanted to give her that chance anyway. Toby changed the topic.
- C'mon, no need to hide from the Hastings. I'll help you with that. Plus, it's time, you don't want to be late on your wedding, don't you? – Toby said as he giving Emily his hand to hold.
Emily smiled at him, feeling protected by the man already. They talked a lot when Spencer asked him to come over to show him their plan. They was pretty close since that day. Emily had the same taste of music as the manager. The blue eyes man was glad with his new friendship with the girl. And since her parents couldn't be here, Toby volunteered to lead her to the bride in the church.
She held his arm, walked slowly to get to the doors that lead to her new life. Taking a deep breath, she nodded.
The doors opened, revealed two lines of guests who were standing, clapping and admiring the beautiful bride and a nervously waiting Spencer. The guests were most come from the Hastings because the only guest from the Fields was Hanna Marin. The Hastings and their friends got used to the beauty of the Hastings daughters so they didn't surprise to see a classic, noble gown being worn perfectly by the writer. On the other hand, no one had a chance to see Emily Fields in a bridal gown. Actually, some of them didn't even have a chance to see her. Playing the scene in front of her five minutes ago, Spencer couldn't help but grin. She glance over at Melissa with the thought of "her" perfect bride would shut down any brag her sister is going to tell.
As the dark brown eyes girl walked shyly to the writer, holding Toby's arm tightly, there were whispers in the crowd. They were complimenting how beautiful she was. Getting this much of attention made Emily embarrassed, she looked down her feet. Toby squeezed her hand and gave her a reassuring smile. Feeling a little confident, the brunette looked up to find Hanna who now was standing next to Aria. Hanna gestured Emily to look at Spencer then gave her a wink with a mischievous grin. The girl blushed but felt more comfortable than before. They finally reached the altar.
While the brides was exchanging their vows, their two best friend hugged each other, sobbed with each other and also shared tissues for the other. Just like they were parents of the brides who got married oversea that would never see their daughters again. I meant we could imagine a scene where Emily and Spencer was on their honeymoon and these two girl holding pictures of their best friends and crying together. Well, at least we all wanted a friendship like that.
The brides were now saying their "I do"s and about to put rings on other's fingers. At this point, Hanna couldn't control herself anymore, she stepped ahead and hugged Emily from behind, crying. Aria hadn't had time to react, it was too late. Hanna refused to let the tanned girl go. The crowd was whispering again. Surprisingly, our writer didn't get mad. She was amused by the friendship Emily has. Now she knew why lying to Hanna was so difficult for her. They were like sisters.
- Hanna, I haven't even got married yet. – Emily whispered softly, looking to the crowd.
- I know but I'm so happy. I just want you to be happy like this forever. – The blonde pouted, her eyes fixed on the coffee shop owner's face.
- I know. But if you keep doing this, I'm not gonna get that happiness you have been bragging about all these years. – The brunette whispered again, trying to convince the blue eyes girl.
Immediately, Hanna let go of her best friend and got back to where she was. Emily turned around and brushed tears off the girl's face, giving her a loving smile then turned back to face Spencer. After the rings were put on, the man announced they were married.
- You can kiss the bride.
Wait. They completely forgot about this. They had to kiss. That "no physical contacts allowed" rule broke right after the contract could be effective. They just needed to roll with it then. It was like a friendly kiss. No more, no less. Yes, that was it. Just a friendly kiss.
Spencer made their first move, she leaned in, met Emily's lips half way. The kiss was normal. Too normal. It was a slightly touch within two seconds. They pulled away as soon as they felt something grew in their stomach. The crowd assumed that they were shy so decided to let it go. They cheered for the new born lovebirds.
After a while, Veronica finally found her time to talk to her daughter and daughter in law. She came with Melissa who clearly didn't have a good time all day.
- We have a lot to talk about when you girls get back. I can't wait to hear your incredible love story again. – Veronica squeezed Emily hands, giving her a loving smile.
Melissa rolled her eyes, glancing over Spencer who now smirking at her.
I won.
It took Emily a lot of tissues and a promise of cheesy puffs when she gets back to say goodbye to Hanna. She was a little clingy. And yes, "a little" was an understatement. The writer and the coffee shop owner ultimately got in the Porsche Boxster which was waiting outside the church. They said goodbye to everyone once again before Spencer started the car and headed to the airport.
- Where are we going on our honeymoon? – Emily asked, putting her sunglasses on.
- Paris. – Spencer replied shortly.
The dark brown eyes girl's heart skipped a beat.
- Why Paris? – The girl asked, confused.
- You love Paris.
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