CHAPTER 4

Emily's POV

*Beep beep *Beep beep *Beep beep

Ugh, why doesn't she just leave me alone? Doesn't she get it? She should know more than anyone what shutting someone out looks like. I should just delete her number all together but that wouldn't be any better, I've already had my fair share of messages from an unknown number thanks to A.

I need to calm down, so I leave my phone face down on my dresser and get up to take a shower.

Hanna's POV

If Ali wants to see Em, then I'll make sure it happens tonight. Hopefully Em doesn't get too mad at me though; I know I gave her the third degree for trusting Ali before any of us knew she was coming back but I can see how hard these past weeks have been for Ali. The old Ali, wouldn't have cared that Em wasn't talking to her, she wouldn't have called me for my help and the old Ali sure in the hell wouldn't have admitted to anyone, even herself, that she missed Em. Because that was the old Ali, the fake one, and I don't see her anymore, but Em still does. The Ali who called a few minutes ago was the Ali Em used to see and tried to make everyone else see too. And I know Em loves Ali and if Ali is really being sincere about her feelings, then they need to work it out and stop all this. They deserve to be happy. Emison is endgame!

Ali's POV

Why am I pacing back in forth? What exactly does Hanna have planned, will Em be there? What should I say, will she even listen? Oh god, what should I wear? Wait, why does that matter if Em won't be there? And if she is she won't look at me anymore…maybe I should just –

*Beep beep "AHH!" Ok calm down, Ali, get your shit together, it's probably just Hanna making sure I'll be there on time. I checked my phone, yup, it was. Hanna said to be there at 6:30, I looked at my phone again, it was 6:05, the grill was only a 5 minute drive but I decided to leave early.

Emily's POV

It was no more than 10 seconds that I got out of the bathroom from a much needed shower that I heard my phone ringing…again. God, she won't take a hint, so I march over and pick it up without even looking at the name on the screen

Em- God leave me alone, don't you get I don't want to talk to you so will you please stop…

But I was cut off from my rant by another blonde whose voice I recognized as my best friend's…oops

"Em, EM, EMMM! Hey, whoa, hey, hello, it's me Hanna, EMILY CALM DOWN ITS HANNA…geez what'd I do to you grouch?"

I couldn't help but smile at the sound of Hanna talking slowly and really loud even after I was done

"Oh hey it's just you, sorry Han, I thought you were— never mind that, what's up?"

"Jesus Em, I was got scared for a second...and "just me," oh well I'm sorry to disappoint miss Emily Fields, maybe I'll call back later, when I'm NOT just me, you know, unimportant ole Hanna here, just calling to see if the Queen Emily would grace us with her presence at the Grove—

"Haha okay, okay, Hanna gosh, I'm sorry…but is that really why you called? You wanna get dinner at the Grove tonight?"

"Yes can you go, I already told the girls you were gonna meet us there, so you have to go."

"Wait Hanna, dinner with "US" who's "us"?"

"Umm you know, me, you, Spencer and Aria…just be there in an hour okay? Bye, see you soon. Oh, and wear something nice."

Okay, that was kind of weird, but oh well. And why did she want me to dress nice, what ws wrong with what I usually wear? But I already showered, plus I haven't seen the girls in a few days so eh, why not? I just hope it wasn't another disastrous blind date like the one she tried to set me up on a weeks ago after my break-up with Paige.