Author's Note: Thank you so much guys, for the reviews! I'm kind of a stuck with this… so if you have any ideas, I would be glad to hear them. Xx
Btw I don't know about you, but I'm really disappointed with the last two episodes of PLL…

Emily felt the pang of guilt hitting her quickly as soon as she snapped at Paige for being so reckless. Not knowing what to do, she let out a frustrated sight and banged her head on the wheel.

Just great.

How could she explain this to Hanna? Should she tell her anything at all? Is she hiding something like this from her too? Images of Caleb kissing Hanna like this, clouded her mind as she felt sick to her stomach just thinking about it. Emily couldn't keep that to herself and she knew better that the sooner Hanna knows about this the better. But knowing her girlfriend very-well, she would probably kill them both.

Things just went from worse to worser.

Her girlfriend's stupid comment somehow was suitable for this situation. If only she was fast enough to start the engine and drive off, none of this could ever happen. Or if she was bold enough to reject Paige immediately when she saw her leaning over, for a kiss.

Emily's POV

My eyes wandered around searching for some sign of Hanna but there was none. There were just some stupid students fooling around the parking lot, trying to look cool with their fancy cars.

Ugh, douchebags.

Just as I was about to get out of here, I saw her blue eyes boring into mine from afar. Shit! Does this mean that she was standing there the whole time? Did she saw when Paige got into my car? I didn't have much time to react so instead of over thinking I sped up and stopped my car next to her. To my surprise she didn't say anything and just got in. Her eyes fixed on the road and lips forming a straight thin line, she put her sunglasses on not saying a single word.

She's mad.

I didn't know if I was supposed to give her an explanation, yet. But looking for a second at her face again, she seemed calmer now. Without saying anything I drove off to her house.

The whole ride was painfully awkward, the most awkward 15 minutes of my life. Her usual laughter was replaced by the sound of her phone ringing every minute, as she fiercely tapped her fingers on the screen. I decided to be quite this time, feeling guilty, waiting for her to snap at me any moment. Just as we were a few houses away from hers, she finally put her phone in her purse and broke the silence.

"So, how was your day?" She said still not looking at me, her head looking out of the window.

It's the perfect time to tell her! My palms sweated as I tightened my grip on the wheel. Come on Emily, you can do it!

"Hanna, I –" I started stuttering, looking at her with a worried expression but instead of being concerned, her face was blank.

She definitely saw us.

"I have to tell you something." I spilled out as quickly as I could, so I could grab her attention. I finally had the courage to tell her the truth but her voice cut me off.

"No, please … I have to tell you first." She started playing with her hands, a habit that she developed when she was over thinking. From the corner of my eye, I saw her slowly removing her sunglasses, eyes looking sad.

"Wha-a-at is it about?" I ignored the stare that she was giving me now and stopped the car, when we were in front of her house.

"I don't want to fight, anymore. These few days were really painful for me, knowing that I was the reason for your sadness. I know how you feel about him, about us."

Pause.

"But you have to trust me, babe. There's nothing going on, he's here … and he needs me..." My jaw clenched at the thought of this.

"… as a friend and nothing more." Her blue eyes looking were looking hopefully at mine, waiting for a response.

He didn't even deserve her as a friend.

She reached out for my hand and intertwined our fingers, as I pushed a fallen strand from her hair behind her ear. I didn't know what to say, seeing her vulnerable, I felt my guilt rising again. She waited a few seconds for me to respond, but my words seemed stuck in my throat, as I just looked sadly at her.

"Don't be mad at me, please "Her voice cracked at the end and I knew that she was on the verge of tears.

"No, no baby don't cry!" I embraced her quickly, seeing her eyes watering and her lower lip trembling. I kissed the crown of her head and then buried my face into her hair, holding her tight.

"I trust you, okay? Everything's alright, I'm here and I love you." Kissing her cheek, she smiled sweetly at me, tears rolling down her face.

"Do you want to go somewhere this weekend? Just the two of us." I tried to change the topic seeing how upset she looked. Both of my palms were on her cheeks as I wiped her tears away.

"I already planned something for us a few days ago. Spencer was good enough to give me the keys for their cabin." My eyes suddenly widened and Hanna smiled softly at me.

"No way! I can't believe that Spencer Hastings gave you, Hanna Marin the keys for her precious cabin." I laughed, knowing that Hanna should have begged Spencer for a whole day, so she finally could give in.

"Yeah, it wasn't that hard, she got annoyed quickly this time. Actually she gave up after my fifth attempt!" Hanna rolled her eyes, smirking like she accomplished something great. She grabbed her purse and pecked my lips, opening her door.

"I have to go; my mom is waiting for me. Oh, we are going tomorrow by the way, so come and pick me at five."

"What? Why so late? Don't you want to go there in the morning?" My eyebrows furrowed, finding this odd, since tomorrow was Saturday and there wasn't anything important to do.

"You know that I sleep until noon, plus I have to deal with some things later on." Her expression suddenly changed to an angry one.

"What kind of things? Can't you do them when we get back?" I was beyond confused by her, obviously hiding something from me.

Something to do with Caleb…

I decided to not bring this topic again, because nothing good will come out of it.

Arguments.

That's what was happening whenever we bring his name into a conversation.

"It won't take too long, babe I promise. I'm going to tell you when we arrive there, tomorrow." She kissed me and before I knew it she was out of sight.

Saturday Afternoon

I couldn't stand that bitch anymore. She should have stayed out of it from the beginning, but no… Now she will pay for this.

I entered the brew knowing that on the weekends she was working here, of course with Emily. Too bad she was at home, waiting for me.

I made my way to the cash register, seeing her looking bored at her phone. My heels clicked loudly on the wooden floor, as I was now in front of her. She didn't bother to look up to me; instead she kept texting on her phone. I coughed loudly to grab her attention and as a result her eyes widened for a second looking at me like I wasn't supposed to be here.

"Hanna! Ughm… hi." I kept a blank expression as she nervously smiled at me.

"I want to talk to you, in private." She followed me outside and I looked around the sidewalk for people.

I don't want to make a scene.

"So, what's up-"

"Cut the bullshit, Paige! You know well damn why I am here!" I spat at her when I saw her smirking at me.

"Did Emily tell you some-"Oh, she thinks this is a fucking game to me. It's time to tell her, how things work.

"You fucking bitch!" I smacked her against the stone wall with a loud thud, her eyes shocked at my sudden outbreak.

"If I ever see you again near her, I swear to God I'm going to make your life a living hell!" I grabbed her collar tightly as we came face to face. When I saw some group of people coming this way, I backed off of her and pointed my finger, speaking quietly.

"Next time before you do something stupid like this, think again Pigskin!" She stood there by the wall, frightened not knowing what to do. When the people entered the brew, I smirked at her.

"Time to work, you don't want the customers to be waiting?" I turned my back to her, making my way to my car, when I heard her say.

"Wow, you are really worse than Alison." I opened my door and shot her a death glare, waiting for her to say something else but instead she looked even more scared and got into the café.

Don't mess with Hanna Marin.

Later on

The sun was slowly fading as the sunset was showing its beautiful colors. Purple, red and deep sides of orange were slowly colliding into a whole, making the view that was in front of both girls, breathtaking.

"This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." Hanna said without moving her eyes other ways.

"I know, right…" Emily mumbled more like to herself but at the same moment the blonde's eyes landed on her. For a second the swimmer didn't know where she was and what was she doing as she felt Hanna's lips on hers for a brief moment. The blonde girl was quick to detach from her because from the look on her face, it was clear that Emily forgot that she was driving.

"You are always so cheesy." Hanna pinched her cheek sweetly, smiling warmly at the tanned girl.

"You are going to kill us if you keep doing that, babe."

"What?! I'm not doing anything!" The blonde defended herself as her hand slapped Emily's tight, earning a raised eyebrow from her.

"Ooo, …. Now I understand." Hanna's eyes lightened for a second as a crazy idea came to her mind. Emily seemed to know her too well, because her eyes widened immediately.

"Hanna, …no!

"But….."

"No! I'm driving we can't do this."

"Why not? Look, the road is clear, there are no cars on sight…. If you are concerned that somebody may see…" The blonde's hand traveled back to the swimmers tights as she gulped, her eyes glued to the road.

"… what I'm going to do right now." She smirked at the stern face that her girlfriend had now.

"Just…. relax, babe." The blonde licked her lips seductively, as her hands traveled up Emily's tights. It was really amusing for Hanna, seeing her so tense and knowing she was the cause of that.

"Hanna, we can wait there are about twenty m-…" Emily couldn't even finish her sentence when she felt the blonde, slowly unzipping her jeans with both hands, innocent smile on her face.

"You can wait, but I see that your friend can't." Hanna whispered in her ear, lips making their way to her neck, while her hands were pulling out her member. Emily was trying to resist her but it was clear for the shorter girl that she wanted it too.

"I think, … that you should sto-…" The swimmer couldn't even made out her words, feeling too overwhelmed in this position.

"I should do what?" Hanna's husky voice turned her even more, as her hands started firmly stroking her member. Without a warning the blonde slid her girlfriend's hard-on into her mouth until it hit the entrance to her throat.

Fuck.