AN : There was definitely a clear winner in the poll. (To be honest my heart will always lean toward Emison) However their journey is not a completely smooth one so please enjoy! Reviews are always appreciated!
After showering and dressing in a pair of pink and black running shorts and a matching tank top, Alison pulls her hair up in a messy bun. She still had about an hour before she needed to leave so she decides to do some research before heading out.
She sits down at the breakfast bar and opens her laptop. She searches for a few more articles on Emily when she notices that during her junior year Emily took the spring and summer semesters off from Pepperdine. Confused she tries to find out what the swimmer did for those 8 months and she found a small article in the Hollis paper.
Local superstar Emily Fields decides to pick up a few semesters at Hollis. When asked why she decided to return to Rosewood the kind brunette said she wanted to spend some time with her mother and pick up a few classes while in town.
So Emily had come back to Rosewood a few years ago? What for? The blonde wonders as she looks for more articles. She finds a few things in the local Rosewood paper about some trouble she had run into at a local bar. Something about a woman wanting to press charges when Emily had punched her after a fight broke out. The woman was mad because Emily and the woman's girlfriend had been making out on the dance floor. When she returned from the bathroom she confronted Emily and words were exchanged and some pushing and shoving started. Well Emily lost her temper and punched the woman and the police were called. She got lucky and spent one night in jail to sober up and was let off with a warning. There was a picture of the woman and the girlfriend and of course she was a blonde!
Deciding she should head out before she was late she grabs a hoodie and her purse before locking the door and getting in her car.
As she pulls up to the cafe, she sees Emily's bike parked on the sidewalk with a helmet strapped to the back. Emily is sitting at one of the tables engrossed in a book as Alison walks over to her. "Anything good?"
Emily looks up from the book with a little smile, "Just one of the classics." She says holding up Great Expectations.
Alison looks away as a blush colors her cheeks, not wanting Emily to notice it she clears her throat. "So… where are we going?" She asks fidgeting as she stands in front of Emily.
"It's a surprise!" She says as she grabs her helmet and stands.
Alison follows behind her and her eyes are drawn to the way Emily's ass looks in her black spandex shorts. Keep it together DiLaurentis!" She chastises herself as they stop at Em's bike.
"Here," She says undoing the helmet from the bike and handing it to Alison. "You'll need this!"
"Excuse me?" Alison says with an awkward laugh.
"Come on Ali-son… it will be fun." Emily recovers with a weak smile.
"Can't I just follow in my car?!" She asks nervously.
"Don't tell me the great Alison DiLaurentis is scared!" The swimmer asks in fake shock.
"I'm not… scared…" Alison says pushing the helmet on and looking through the visor with resolve. "Whatcha waiting for?"
Emily puts her leather jacket on over her white Nike tank top, slips her helmet and gloves on and gets on the bike as she looks at Alison expectantly, "Well… get on!"
Alison slides behind the brunette and lightly holds her sides really not wanting to hold onto the swimmer's waist. "I would hold on tighter if I were you!" She yells as she revs the bike and it springs forward.
Alison wraps her arms tightly around Emily's toned stomach and she tries to ignore that she can feel her perfect six pack. She has always been a sucker for muscles and Emily has very nice ones from all the conditioning, training, and meets. Camilla was toned as well but not to the extent that the swimmer was and she mentally kicked herself for thinking about the swimmers abs.
After riding for about 15 minutes, Emily pulls her bike off the road and into a small parking lot. She eases off the bike and then helps Alison slide off, "Th-Thanks…" Alison says blushing a bit.
"No problem…" Emily says as she slips her helmet off and her gloves before placing them on the back of her bike. She slides her jacket off and places it in the saddlebag on the side of the bike and she grabs a lock out of one of the pockets of the saddlebag. She puts the lock on the front tire and Alison takes off her helmet and hands it the swimmer, who puts it next to hers and straps them to the bike. "Are you ready?"
Alison looks around and sees the park sign, "Runyon Canyon?"
"Yeah, I run up the mountain for conditioning." She says as they walks into the park and she finds a grassy area to stretch.
"W-We're running… up a mountain?!" Alison asks incredulously.
"Yeah… why not? You do run, don't you?" Emily asks as she stretches out her legs.
"I-I do, around my neighborhood or on the treadmill at the gym." Alison says slightly annoyed at the brunette's question as she stretches as well.
"Well this is only a 3.25 mile loop, so no big deal." The swimmer says stretching her arms.
"3-3-3" Alison stutters out.
".25!" Emily adds.
"Miles?!" She says in frustration.
"What you afraid I'm going to beat you?" Emily says in a taunting voice.
"Oh! It's on now bitch!" Alison says, her competitive side coming out as she bounces on her heels.
Emily smirks as she heads to the trail followed by Alison. "Alright… let's go!" She says starting out with a light sprint.
I can do this! She kept telling herself as she keeps pace with the brunette swimmer but as they pass the half mile marker Emily took off. "Ughhh!" Alison whines as she tries to speed up to the brunette's pace.
"Come on Alison! We are just getting started!" Emily taunts.
"Your… legs… are… longer…" The blonde yells between breathes.
"Oh come on! I'm only a few inches taller!" She retorts.
"What-ever…" Alison murmurs as she gets closer to the swimmer.
"What?" Emily says looking at the slightly winded blonde.
"Nothing…" She says innocently.
As they pass the mile marker Emily increases her speed yet again and Alison pushes herself harder. She isn't going to be shown up by Emily even if it feels like it might possibly kill her in the process.
The next mile Alison didn't say much as she concentrates on breathing and not dying, she refuses to give up. As they came on the 2.5 mile marker and the path becomes steeper Alison was trying to keep pace with Emily but she was starting to run out of steam.
Emily notices Alison falling behind and she stops at the 3 mile marker and waits for the wheezing blonde. She smiles while leaning on the sign as Alison finally makes it to her. "I-fucking- hate – you…" She says through gasps.
"I remember that…" She says with a smug smile, "but I thought we were trying to be on slightly friendlier terms now." The swimmer says with a glint in her eye.
"Do- shut- up!" Alison says as she slides down on a bench.
"No, no, no. No sitting or you're going to let the lactic acid build up and you will hurt worse." Emily says in concern as she puts her hand out to help Alison up.
The blonde swats it away as she gets up. "I can get up on my own just fine… Thank you!" She says pointedly.
"Sorry…" Emily says putting her hands up in surrender.
Alison felt a little bad for snapping, "I guess my competitive side never went away fully…" She says with an apologetic smile.
"Hey, you finished 3 miles in less than 25 minutes… that is pretty impressive." Emily said with a kind smile. "How about we walk the rest?"
"Sounds good to me." Alison says as the walk down the path. "How fast did you run it?" She asks not able to help herself.
"About 20 minutes." She says matter-of-factly.
"Damn…" Alison says in shock.
"I've been running this route for the past 2 years so… It took me a while. The first time I ran in it took me almost 45 minutes." She says with a smile as she pulls her tank top up wiping the sweat from her face.
Alison can't help but sneak a look at the perfect toned and tanned abs. When Emily puts her shirt back down she catches her out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't believe she still had an effect on the gorgeous blonde. Alison turns away quickly as Emily looks her way as a blush creeps into her cheeks. "So where to next?" Alison asks quickly.
"Are you up for a little boxing?" The brunette asks with a huge grin.
Alison looks slightly terrified as she answers, "S-Sure… why not?!"
They make it back to Emily's bike and she fishes out two bottles of water out and hands one to Alison, who takes it gratefully. She empties half the bottle before she takes a big breath and sighs, "Thank you, that is so much better."
Emily smiles as she finishes her water and tosses the bottle in the trash. She unlocks the front tire and stashes it back in the saddlebag and takes the straps off the helmets. "Here you are." She says as she hands Alison one.
Alison slips it back on as Emily gets on the bike and the blonde slips on behind her.
"I was fine with the 3 miles but the .25 killed me!" The blonde says with a giggle.
Emily can't help but laugh as she starts the bike and Alison wraps her arms around her waist again.
They pull up to a small gym and Emily parks off to the side of the building where there is a huge garage door that is open. She leads Alison in through it and sets the helmets in the corner by the door.
"Emily!" A tall muscled man with black hair and dazzling hazel eyes says as he pulls her into a hug. "Who is this pretty young lady?" He asks with a knowing look.
"This is Alison… she is straight and writing an article on me." She tells him firmly. "Alison this is Tony, he owns this gym."
"Nice to meet you." She says holding out her hand and he shakes it.
"Any friend of Emily's is a friend of mine!" He says as he pulls her in for a hug. "If you two lovely ladies need anything… you let me know!" He says with a gently smile.
Alison looks at Emily, "He seems kind of young to own a place like this?" She says looking around at all the awards and pictures of famous boxers.
"His grandfather Anthony Sr. owned it and it has been passed down. Unfortunately his father had a major heart attack and he can no longer run it." Emily says as she grabs some cotton wraps for their hands and beginnings wrapping them and her wrists.
Alison watches amazed as the brunette made quick work of wrapping up both of her hands. When Emily was finished she looks at the blonde, "Do you mind if I help you?" She asks holding the wrap.
"Sure…." She says holding her hand out to the swimmer.
Emily touches her hand and she feels a spark as she gently wraps the blonde's hand, she had missed the feel of the blonde. Alison tries to ignore the slight feeling of butterflies in her stomach at the feeling of the brunette's touch. Emily took her time making sure that they were on right and tight enough before letting her hands go, "There you go…"
"T-Thanks…" Alison says looking away as she blushes slightly.
Emily shook it off, "How about we warm up a bit on the punching bags?"
Alison nods as Emily led her over to the side of the gym with a few rows of bags. Emily starts jabbing at it like a pro as Alison throws a few punches and winced. "Ouch…"
"I think you might a need a crash course in boxing 101." Emily says with a slight smile.
"Yeah… kinda…" Alison says with a weak smile.
Tony made his way over to the pair with a smile, "How goes it lovely ladies?"
"Pretty well but I think Alison could use some help." Emily says with a knowing look.
"Well I can-"
"Hey Tony! You got some time?" One of the managers yells from the ring.
"Sorry, I'm obviously needed, but you are in good hands with Emily here." He says with a kind smile as he walks away.
"Alright…" Emily says as she steps behind Alison. "I-Is it alright if… if I touch you? To show you how to hit the bag properly…" She amends nervously.
"Sure…" Alison says with a smile at the swimmers nervousness.
Emily steps up behind the smaller blonde and shows her how to position her body correctly. Alison tries not to shudder at her touch as Emily is giving her instructions at the same time. After helping her a few times with hand placement to protect her face and how to step into the hit, she lets her try on her own. As Alison takes a few hits Emily wills her raging libido to calm down. She's straight stupid! She scolds herself for the temporary lapse in judgment; she had just been Alison's little experiment.
Alison noticed the distracted brunette, "Everything alright?" She asks in concern.
Emily shakes out her shoulders. "Yeah, I'm good." She says coolly.
"Okay…" Alison says noticing the change in her demeanor.
"Do you want to try sparring?" The swimmer asks.
"I don't think I am quite ready for that, but I can watch you." Alison says with a smile.
"Sure…" Emily says as she walks over to one of the smaller rings, desperately trying not to think about how great it felt to touch Alison and how they seem to just fit together.
Alison stood to the side as Emily talked to one of the other girls working out on a speed bag.
"Hey Steph, would you be up to sparring a little?" Emily says with a kind smile. She had hooked up with the blonde a few times but they decided they worked better as friends with benefits.
"Sure Em!" She said with a smile as she followed the swimmer.
Alison felt jealously bubble up at the interaction between the two and of course she was blonde too. Seriously Em?!
As the two got into the ring and started to exchange a few jabs here and there both blocking them fairly easily. They seem to be pretty evenly matched and a few people had gathered to watch the two.
"Get her Steph!" One of the other girls called out.
"You got her Em!" Alison yells forgetting for a moment that they were not exactly friends.
Emily was distracted by hearing Alison use her nickname that she missed the right hook that Steph threw and hit her right in the left eye. "Damn!" Emily grunted covering her eye as Steph profusely apologized.
"Oh my gosh… Em I am so, so sorry!" She said feeling horrible.
"No, it's not your fault. Nice right by the way!" She says as she makes her way out of the ring.
"Emily, are you alright?" Alison asks feeling terrible as she gently pulls the swimmers arm away from the bruised eye. When she saw it already starting to swell her heart dropped.
Emily pushed her off, "I'm fine…" She said mad at herself for starting to let Alison back in and mad at Alison for somehow manipulating her.
"You need to put some ice on that." The blonde says softly.
"Here Em!" The other slightly taller blonde says with a sweet smile.
"Thanks Steph, what are you doing later?" Emily asks with her trademark smile, her dimple showing above her eye.
"Nothing… what do you have in mind?" She asks flirtatiously.
"How about my place, say around 9?" She says with a smirk.
"Sounds like a good time." She says sweetly.
"I'm at the four seasons." She tells the retreating blonde as she puts the ice bag on her eye.
"A 'friend' of yours?!" Alison asks in frustration.
"You could say that…" She says with a devious smile.
"Can you take me back to my car… please?" Alison asks with forced kindness.
"Didn't you have some more preliminary questions?" Emily asks as she walks toward the door to leave.
"I think we are good for one day…" Alison says angrily.
"So what time tomorrow then?" Emily asks as they walk back to her bike.
"Whenever works for you…" Alison says not really caring.
"How about we meet for lunch at that little Italian bistro off Main? Do you know the one?" Emily asks trying to be a bit nicer as she gets on the bike.
"Sure." Alison says slipping the helmet on and climbing behind the brunette.
Alison desperately tries not to think about how right it feels to have her arms wrapped around the swimmers waist as they head back to the cafe. As they pull into the small parking lot Alison slips off the bike before handing Emily the helmet back. "Later…" Alison says venomously.
Emily feels bad, "Hey Alison…" She says waiting for the blonde to look back at her. As blazing blue meet chocolate browns, "I'm sorry for being a bit of a jerk back there."
"Its fine, I got use to it…" She says hurt evident in her eyes as she turns to leave again.
"Tomorrow at 1 then?" Emily asks the blondes retreating form.
"Fine!" Alison says as she gets in her car.
She sits for a few minutes as she hears Emily's motorcycle speed off and she breaks down in tears before hitting her steering wheel repeatedly in frustration.
She grabs her phone from her purse and dialed the only person who could calm her down. "I need to see you… I'll be there." She says in a shaky voice.