Alison tossed her long blonde curls over her shoulder as she threw back her third shot of the night with Spencer. It hadn't been even ten minutes sense the five girls arrived to the party and they were all already at least three shots in.
Alison felt good tonight. For about a week or two she had been feeling a bit down from the love tragedy of the love triangle that she was in, but now that she was out of it and starting to get back into her queen bee Alison DiLaurentis groove, she was starting to get her old charm back.
And when Alison felt good, she looked good. The way her dress clinged to her body should have been illegal. The dark navy dress showed just enough curve in just enough places. It was almost impossible for anyone to not find the blonde attractive. Alison was more than used to people staring at her in admiration, but tonight teenage filled lust eyes gazed upon the blonde.
"I want to go find Mona," Hanna said a bit loudly to speak over the music pumping through the walls at the Kahn's house. Hanna laced her fingers with Emily's, starting to tug at her girlfriend's hand. Emily pulled her hand back from Hanna's, "I don't want to talk to Mona."
Hanna frowned at Emily, "why not? This is why she doesn't think that you like her."
"Maybe because I don't," Emily said, "she's not exactly a nice person."
"Neither is Alison and you still like her," Hanna remarked.
Emily shot Hanna a glare, "we've been fine, Hanna. Don't start this. Not right now. Not tonight." Hanna rolled her eyes and turned to walk off to find Mona. Emily let out a sigh knowing that tonight couldn't end well. Hanna was a lot to handle when she was drunk. Her insecurities and boldness flooded out of her without any hold back. Emily knew that her girlfriend would want to argue about their relationship when they left the party and more than likely they would fight about Alison until Emily shut Hanna up with her lips that involved into rough sex. Their sex wasn't meaningful or intimate anymore, it was harsh and dirty.
"Where is she going?" Aria asked, breaking Emily from her thoughts. The taller brunette shrugged, "going to see Mona I suppose." Aria raised her eye brow at Emily, "Em? What's going on between you two?"
Emily took a cup out of Spencer's hand who was standing behind of her talking to Alison. Spencer turned around, "Emily! I just poured that!" Emily put the cup to her lips and took as many gulps as she could before Spencer took her drink back. Emily gave Spencer a smile of apology which Spencer accepted without question, turning back and talking to Alison.
"Emily?" Aria questioned again, crossing her tiny arms. "We're fine," Emily replied, forcing a smile. Aria watched as the smile didn't match Emily's brown eyes, "really? No problems? You two are really okay?"
Aria was the compassionate, hopeless romantic out of the five. If anyone needed advice or a shoulder to lean on, the petite brunette was the go to. "I don't know, Aria. I really don't anymore," Emily admitted. Something about looking into Aria's big hazel eyes made Emily want to just spill everything. Especially with the alcohol soaking her brain at the moment.
"I don't know if we're going to work out," Emily stated. "Why not?" Aria asked, not out of curiosity but for concern about her friend. Emily opened her mouth to answer when Spencer and Alison stood in front of the two.
"We're going to the back of the house. Apparently that's where the real party's at," Alison said, "do you guys want to come?" Spencer linked her arm around Aria's, "please?" Aria and Spencer went into brief conversation, leaving Emily to face the one person she had purposely been avoiding for a week.
When Emily looked at Alison she had to catch her breath from having two dazzling blue eyes looking back at her. "Want to come?" Alison asked, her heart shaped lips turned into a small upwards smirk. Alison wasn't necessarily flirting with Emily, that was just Alison's normal flirtatious smile. The smile she used when she wanted something.
"I don't know. I just might stay here. Hanna's probably going to—,"
"Be with Mona," Alison finished, "come on. Let's go have fun. That's why we're here."
The brunette felted her stomach flip, but not in a good way. Her and Alison were acting normal. They were far from normal. It was almost like a slap in the face. To Emily it was like Alison was throwing in her face that she didn't need Emily. That she was fine knowing that Emily had a girlfriend because it didn't matter.
Emily's lips flattened to a hard line, "I'm fine here. Thanks." Alison titled her head to the side, "what's wrong?"
Emily forced her eyes to stay on Alison's face and not to linger down because the dress Alison was wearing tonight made Emily's heart burn with desire and also anger because she wasn't going to be the one taking it off of her tonight.
"Nothing," Emily replied. Alison didn't reply, she just kept her eyes locked with Emily's, giving Emily the same look she always did when she was thinking.
An arm wrapped around Alison's waist and Emily immediately felt her jaw tighten as a tall body leaned down to press a kiss to Alison's head, "hey, babe. I'm glad you could make it."
Spencer and Aria dropped their conversation to watch Alison turn and wrap her arms around of Noel Kahn's neck. Spencer gave Aria a tiny smirk and looked back at the two. Emily's temper flared. Her brown eyes seemed to turn black as she watched Alison in Noel's arms.
"I'm glad you all could make it," Noel replied, his happy blue eyes looking at Spencer, Aria, and Emily, "thanks for coming."
"Thanks for the invite," Spencer replied.
"Any time, you know you ladies are always welcome here. Especially this one," Noel said, gripping Alison's waist a little tighter.
Emily couldn't handle it anymore. Her heart was breaking all over again right in front of her and she had to act as if she didn't care. "Where is the alcohol?" Emily asked, noticeably flat. Noel pointed to his right, "the next room over. It's in the big coolers and pumps. Beer in the coolers, liquor in the pumps."
Without saying thank you Emily was off leaving her friends with confused expressions.
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An hour later and Emily five drinks deep, laughing too much and touching everyone she came into contact with. "Em," a voice rang out.
The brunette slowly turned her head to see her small friend, "Aria, hi," Emily drunkenly giggled. Aria looked up at Emily with a soft hearted smile, "we let you loose for one hour."
"I am fine. I am perfectly okay," Emily replied.
"We should probably find your girlfriend," Aria said, taking Emily's hand in hers. "She's busy," Emily said, taking another sip of her cup as she walked with Aria.
Aria took the drink out of Emily's hand and set it on a table as they continued to walk, "no, she's just sitting and talking to Lucas."
"Ali and Lucas aren't friends" Emily laughed. Aria stopped walking so quickly that Emily didn't have time to come to a halt. "What did you just say?" the smaller brunette questioned.
Emily didn't know what she said was wrong. She shrugged, "I don't know. What did you think I said?" Aria softy jabbed Emily's side, "Em! Who is your girlfriend?"
"Hanna?," Emily replied, which sounded more of a question than a statement. Aria's hazel eyes scanned Emily's face. Something was off. "Emily, I need to know something," Aria stated. Emily leaned back against a wall waiting for Aria's question. "Do you still have feelings for Alison?"
A smile spread across of Emily's lips, "Ali." Aria put a hand to her forehead, "oh God. This isn't happening." Emily's smile dropped as she noticed Aria's distressed expression. "What's wrong? Can I help? Is it Ezra? Do I need to kick his ass?" Emily defended, sticking out her hands to comfort Aria.
Aria swatted Emily's hands away, "no! It's not Ezra! It's—you are—not again," Aria groaned. "You are silly. You can't even complete a sentence. Are you sure I'm the drunk one?" Emily giggled. Aria sighed as she took Emily's hand again, dragging her towards their friends.
Spencer was the first to notice Aria and Emily and stood to help her tiny friend with a drunken Emily Fields. The youngest Hasting slipped an arm around Emily's waist, "someone is officially cut off for the night."
Emily pouted her lips, "not me, right? Aria's the drunk one. Not me." Aria kept quiet but her eyes warned Spencer of concern. Spencer's eyebrows furred as she looked back at Aria, quietly asking her what was wrong. Aria shook her head in response and looked at Emily.
Emily wrapped an arm around Spencer's neck, "I love you so much, Spence. So, so, so, so, so, much." While Emily took a few seconds to plant her head in Spencer's neck, Spencer took the opportunity to seek out Aria's concerned gaze, "what happened?"
"Her and Hanna need to break up," Aria softly replied. Spencer placed a hand on the back of Emily's head to hold the brunette's head down, keeping her cradled in her neck, "why?"
Before Aria could respond, Alison walked up to the girls, "this party is so insane."
Emily's head jolted up out of Spencer's neck as her eyes quickly found the source of the sound she was looking for. Aria quickly jumped in conversation to avoid any awkwardness, "where have you been?"
"Hanging with Noel. We were outside with a couple of his friends playing pong and just talking," Alison replied. "Why?" Emily asked with a disgusted tone imprinted in her voice.
Alison flicked her eyes to Emily's, "how much has she had to drink?" The question was implied for her other two friends, but her eyes stayed locked with the drunken girl's. "She's cut off to say the least," Spencer replied. "I am not cut off!" Emily claimed.
"She's cut off," Aria whispered to Alison. Emily raked over Alison's body in her dress. The blonde felt her cheeks blush from catching Emily's untamed eyes. "You look really pretty," Emily said honestly. Spencer's mouth parted in shock and Aria gave Spencer a look.
"Thanks, Em," Alison said as unawkwardly as she could. Spencer finally understood what Aria was trying to tell her earlier, "oh."
"What?" Alison asked.
"Oh, nothing. Just accidentally spoke out loud. Aria can I talk to you for a minute outside?" Spencer asked, taking her arm out from around Emily's waist and down to grab Aria's hand.
It only took about three seconds before Spencer and Aria were gone, leaving Alison and Emily alone.
"Em, you can't do that," Alison commented with an easy tone. "Do what?" Emily replied absentmindedly taking a step closer to Alison. The blonde's heart rate doubled as Emily was closer to her than she had been in over a week, "this."
Emily's eyes looked down at Alison's lips and back up to her eyes, "I really miss you."
"Em—,"
"Say it back, Ali."
Alison took a small step back from Emily so that she could think clearly again. She just couldn't think straight, literally, while Emily was that close to her.. looking at her with lust filled eyes.
"I miss you, Emily. But we can't—I'm not—you're dating someone," Alison replied.
"But I can't stop wishing it was you," Emily confessed, taking back the step that Alison took.
"I'm seeing someone, Em," Alison said.
"I don't care," Emily replied.
The brunette reached out to touch Alison's waist, "I want you." Alison's eyes suddenly rushed with tears that she had to blink away. The blonde took another step back to get out of Emily's hold.
"Stop running away from me," Emily sadly stated. "How can you say that to me when I chased you for weeks?" Alison replied. "I chased you for years, Alison," Emily's voice broke.
"But I was single, Emily. I was single all that time. I wasn't with anyone else."
"You were breaking my heart each day you turned me down."
"You're breaking my heart now!" Alison cried.
Emily reached forward again for Alison's body but the blonde pushed Emily's hands away, "you are committed to someone else. So this can't happen. You doing this can't happen. We can't happen."
"What can't happen?" Hanna asked, looking at the two. Alison took a step back from Emily and pretended to wipe something off of her dress, "her drinking this much. She doesn't need to drink this much again."
Hanna stepped up to Emily, kissing her girlfriend, "baby, why did you drink so much?" Emily took her sad eyes off of Alison and shifted them over to her girlfriend's, "I don't know."
"We should probably leave," Hanna said, turning to Alison, "she needs to go home."
Hanna took Emily's hand and tugged her away from the other blonde before Alison could respond, pulling out her phone to call an Uber.
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Alison shuffled herself into bed for the night. Noel's party tired her out. Instead of going home with Spencer and Aria, she called Jason to get her and take her back home. The blonde wasn't really in the mood to be around other people. Not after her encounter with Emily.
Alison thought she was moving on from the tanned beauty. She thought Noel was helping her to get over the brunette and help lose feelings for her. But all it took as something as simple as a look from Emily and Emily had Alison's feelings buzzing throughout her body like a seizure.
Noel had wanted Alison to stay over at his house tonight, but Alison just couldn't bring herself to do it. She left him with a kiss and a goodnight. Noel was a dream guy for almost every girl in Rosewood. In fact Noel was almost like the male version of Alison. He was popular, gorgeous, and someone that everyone wanted to be close to. Together Noel and Alison would have made the power couple in Rosewood High. Like a small town Brad and Angelina.
But Alison's feelings weren't there. Noel was something pretty to look at, and maybe nice to kiss, but that was all. Alison's heart wasn't there. It was with the same girl that it's been with since she was fifteen.
Alison pulled her covers higher on her body. All she wanted to do was sleep off the night and her feelings. And maybe tomorrow she would wake up stronger thinking about Noel and not about—
"Alison," Jason's voice calmly called out. Three soft knocks banged against her door. Alison sat up in bed. She didn't want to get out of bed for her brother. Not when all she was wearing was pair of underwear and an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her ass.
"Yeah?"
"Someone is, ah, here for you," Jason stated. The door opened and Alison's heart almost stopped. "Sorry, she's a bit drunk and a lot to fight off when she's this way," Jason apologized, holding an intoxicated Emily Fields in his arms.
"Jason, you can let me go now. The deal was if she was up I could see her," Emily slurred. Jason shot Alison an apologetic look and Alison nodded, "just let her in. I'll take her home in the morning."
Jason unwrapped his arms from Emily's waist and shut the before behind of Emily. Alison looked at the small clock on her bedside table, "it's 1:48 in the morning, Emily. What are you doing here?"
The brunette made her way to Alison's bed and fell on her knees in front of the blonde. Alison's blue eyes widened, "Em?"
Emily's head fell to Alison's bedsheets, before Alison could process anything else to say, Emily started crying. Hard.
Alison tossed back her sheets and swung her legs over the edge of her bed, "Emily, what's wrong?" Alison reached down to pull Emily's chin up, "Emily, talk to me. What's wrong?"
Alison nearly gasped at what she saw. Emily had a red handprint slapped across of her left cheek. Alison immediately took her hand off of Emily's chin out of shock.
"I told her. I told her everything," Emily cried. It didn't take long for Alison to realize what Emily was talking about. It didn't take her more than a second. "Emily, is this from—,"
"I deserve it," Emily cried, "I deserve way worse."
Tears filled in Alison's eyes. She was the reason for this. She was the reason why Emily was crying on her bedroom floor with a slap mark bruised a burning red on her cheek. She was the reason Emily was in pain. "I'm so sorry," Alison replied.
Emily looked up at Alison with watery, tired dark eyes, "I couldn't do it anymore. I will take a slap everyday if that means that I can tell you that I love you. Because I do. I love you, Ali."
Alison's hand went to the back of Emily's head and her fingers mixed in with the brunette's hair, "I don't want you to hurt because of me."
"I hurt without you."
Alison's heart fluttered and she couldn't tell if it was good because of the sight of the beautiful girl in front of her that she loves on her knees telling her that she loves her, or if it was bad because of the sight of the beautiful girl in front of her that she loves on her knees crying out of pain.
Alison's heart was aching in so many different ways. Emily Fields made Alison DiLaurentis so weak, so vulnerable. Alison was speechless. All she wanted to do was apologize and tell Emily how sorry she was for everything and tell her how much she loved her. So her body did all of the talking for her.
Alison pulled Emily up and through her legs. The brunette jumped to her feet and followed Alison's momentum up and against her body. Alison tangled her hands in Emily's hair and brought Emily's lips up to collide with hers. The kiss wasn't sloppy or rushed, it was calm and controlled.
Emily's lips melted with Alison's, moving against the blonde's in a perfect pattern that didn't skip a beat. Emily brought her hands plant down into Alison's bed, her hands pressing around the outside of each of Alison's thighs.
Alison lost herself in Emily. She always did. Emily's hand softly gripped one of Alison's thighs as she kissed the blonde until her mind was blank of nothing but the flawless girl in front of her.
Alison scooted back on the bed, Emily following her back, climbing onto the bed without breaking their kiss. Alison released Emily's hair and reached for the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up until it was over Emily's head. The blonde tossed Emily's shirt off of the bed and brought her lips back to Emily's.
Without even thinking twice about it, Alison's hands trailed down to Emily's pants, unbuttoning her jeans without complications. Emily reached down and took her shoes and jeans off, dropping them all to Alison's floor. Before Emily could turn back to Alison, the blonde had already come up to meet her with a kiss.
Emily's heart nearly exploded. Alison was kissing her so passionately. Like she really wanted it. Like she needed it.
Alison reached behind of Emily to unhook the brunette's black lace bra. When Alison tossed Emily's bra to the ground, the blonde straddled Emily's lap, pressing their lips together again.
Alison's arms wrapped around of Emily's neck. Emily gripped Alison's thighs and leaned the girls back again. When Emily laid Alison down on her bed, the brunette reached low between Alison and pulled off the blonde's underwear, only leaving Alison in an oversized t-shirt.
Emily's finger tips danced along Alison's thigh, slowly moving up until she hit Alison's center. A soft moan escaped Alison's lips the second Emily's finger made contact with Alison's heat. Emily pulled her lips back from Alison as her finger dipped in Alison's sex, making the blonde toss her head back.
"I love you, Ali."
Alison's eyes stayed locked in Emily's as Emily slowly entered Alison with two fingers.
Another moan puffed from Alison's lips, "I love you."
Emily pushed her fingers deeper into Alison slowly, feeling the blonde all the way with her fingers. Alison's eyes fluttered shut as Emily's rhythm picked up.
Alison's body felt on fire as Emily pumped into her. Sex with Emily was always amazing. It was hot, and steamy, and it felt so good. But this was different. There was something about this that was electric.
"Em."
Emily pressed her lips to Alison's neck, kissing the skin with her lips and tongue as the blonde's body rocked beneath of her. Alison's fingers tightened in Emily's hair harder and harder as the pleasure in her core built.
Emily brought her thumb up to massage Alison's clit and the blonde nearly lost it. Emily's name chanted sweetly from Alison's lips as the brunette kept her fingers working in Alison and her thumb massaging over her most sensitive spot.
One of Alison's hands reached to Emily's back and her nails dragged along Emily's tan skin. Emily knew Alison was probably leaving scratch marks on her body, but she didn't care. All Emily wanted to do was continue making love to the girl under her.
"Emily," Alison moaned, her hips flexing against Emily's hand. Emily kissed Alison's neck once more before bringing her lips back to Alison's. Alison dominated the kiss as her body buzzed. Emily loved Alison's moans. There was no better sound than Alison DiLaurentis crying out Emily's name in pleasure.
Emily slipped a third finger in Alison and sped up her pace. Alison's moans grew louder, but once again Emily didn't care. Alison was hers. This was all Emily wanted.
Emily could feel Alison's body about to give in. The blonde's whimpers were becoming louder and her breath was shortening. Alison leaned her head back and gasped breathlessly.
"Em, shit."
The brunette buried her head in Alison's neck and smiled against her skin, pressing soft kisses into Alison's neck as the blonde's body shook beneath her.
Emily worked her fingers into Alison, letting the blonde ride out her orgasm until her tired body fell. Emily stopped her fingers but kept them inside of Alison. The brunette kissed Alison's lips before she slipped down Alison's body and between her legs.
"Oh, God. Em, I don't know if I can handle—oh, God, Emily."
Emily didn't hesitate to bring her tongue to Alison's clit. Alison's hands flew to Emily's hair, locking in her dark strands. Emily clutched Alison's thighs with her hands, holding down the blonde's shaking legs.
Emily kept her tongue rolling a small circle pattern on Alison's bud. The brunette wanted to stay down on the blonde all night until Alison told her to stop. So that's what she did.