*** Just want to show some gratitude before you all start to read: To Emisonnn18, yes I will post the second Halloween chapter soon. And to my new reader, guest from NY, thank you. To my new guest who leaves reviews, love you. And to wishfulthinkingpowell, I thank you so much! You guys are awesome, and seriously make my day.

Now, hello, so like I said in the previous chapter, I was going to be updating a little faster. Thank you all for reading this far, I look forward to sharing some of my new work, but all in good time. *wink wink* Anyways, please enjoy this chapter…things will be moving quick pretty soon…lots of things coming up in this story and I'm excited to get them to you. Read, enjoy and review! P.S. For some of you out there, who get paranoid, just so you don't freak at the title, April is NOT a person. Haha***

I'll be back soon bitches.

-L

Chapter 27 : The Morning After & April

Emily's POV

Ali came back from the kitchen a little while after Hanna, and without a word, crawled back into my arms, covered us with the heavy blanket and nuzzled her body back into the cradle I formed with mine. It felt nice to hold her so close to me, our bodies fit together perfectly, like puzzle pieces yet I couldn't help but feel that something was wrong. In this moment that felt so right, I felt like maybe something was off between us. It might have been the fact that Ali and I had just got together and now at the mention of graduation and college, our future together seemed hard to picture.

We would have to talk soon, I knew it. I had to come clean and I know she would have a lot to say. Ali shifted her body one more time, her head cradled into my chest and my worries slowly slipped away as I recognized the warm vanilla scent of her hair, vanilla and something distinctly just Ali. She felt like home to me, she smelled like home…so I focused on that, and held her tighter. Soon we all fell quiet, either sleeping or watching the movie but soon the whole room fell into silence, all background noises ceased to exist and all I could concentrate was the woman in my arms, and I fell asleep, our heart beats thumping in tandem, mine against her back, hers against my chest.

**In the morning***

Spencer's POV

Damn, how did Aria and Hanna both end up on me? I lifted my head and looked down at my body…well, what was showering from under Han and Aria's bodies. It was cute but I'm sure I lost the feeling in my legs sometime last night. Aria's head was on my lap, facing me and I smiled…her small frame against my longer legs really made her look like a kid. She was the smallest person I knew, but she was feisty- like the rest of us- but in her own way.

Then Hanna. Oh, Hanna. I'm sure she had the hardest time falling asleep. She was tangled in the sheets, her hair a golden tangled mess and her legs rested heavily on mine. She slept with her mouth slightly agape, her head tilted sideways. Even in her sleep, she was comical. These two, I'd miss once we went our separate ways.

I sat on my elbows and turned my head and looked at Em and Ali. They had somehow both scooted their bodies lower on my sofa bed so that they were now lying down normally. Em had her arm draped over Ali's stomach, she was the outer spoon and Ali was curled into Em's body, her own arm draped over Em's, and their hands were atop one another. I'd be lying if I thought any other than them looking perfect together…almost too perfect.

Other than Emily, it took me the longest to forgive Ali. She did shady things in the past, she lied to us, was manipulative, she hurt people, she was cruel. But that was the past. I knew Ali was really trying to break away from that, and I, or anyone else, couldn't keep holding her accountable for the things she did years ago. It was still hard, but for Em's sake, I would need to forgive her…and eventually trust Em that she knew what she was doing, and trust that Ali wouldn't hurt her. I looked around the small living room and thanked her mentally. She was also the reason I had these friends, that I had these girls in my life, they were family. She also saved us numerous times from A and despite us turning against her when she came back, Ali was the reason we were living A-free right now. I'd always owe her for bringing the girls to me and for getting rid of A finally.

As if my legs' being completely immobile wasn't enough, my head started pounding, the only remedy? Caffeine.

I slowly bent my knees to release them from under Hanna, I felt her legs slip off heavily, falling against all the sheets and comforters we had laid out on the floor. Then I grabbed the nearest pillow and quickly substituted my thigh for the pillow and laid Aria's head down on it gently. I wobbled when I stood up and walked towards the kitchen as quiet as I could. When I passed Em and Ali, I looked at Em's face. She looked completely happy. I looked at Ali and as scarred as I know she was, she looked stronger, she looked peaceful for once…she looked happy too.

I padded barefoot to the kitchen and found some ground coffee beans and set them next to the coffe maker, I checked the nearby cupboards but I couldn't find –

"Looking for these?"

I whipped around to face Ali, standing on the other side of her counter, with coffee filters in her hand. How the hell she still manages to do that amazes me.

"Sorry, Spence, I didn't mean to scare you, it's just, I don't sleep as heavy as I used to, you know, before um…" She trailed off and for a split second, the light faded from her eyes and I could see images of a dark past play like a movie in fast forward in her mind.

"No, it's okay Ali, I guess I wasn't as quiet as I thought." I shrugged and held my hand out for the filters. I didn't quite know what to say to her so I awkwardly turned my body around and focused my attention on making the coffee. I thought Ali would leave and go lay back down, instead she walked over to where I stood and placed her hand on the counter to get my attention.

I faced her and before I could get a single word out, "Spence, I know you weren't finished…last night, when we told you about us. I know you had – have more to say." I looked at her and considered lying, but we've all agreed to stop that and I had been good about it, up until now. But she knew me, Ali knew all of us well enough to see through our lies…well most of them anyways. "Spencer, I've come through hell and back and every second of every minute of every god damn hour of a day I spend with Emily, there's a voice in my head telling me how bad I am for her. It's my own voice, and we all know how cruel I can be so I'm sure there isn't anything you have to say that I haven't already told myself."

Her voice cracked and I wasn't quite sure if it was from it being morning, but I have a feeling it had more to do with the fact that she tells herself that she's not good enough for Em. I look over Ali's shoulder at the girls, all still sound asleep and as if she read my mind, "there still sleeping like the dead for now, but I suggest you speak quiet and fast." She didn't say it to be mean or cruel but there was a certain firmness in her voice that I – nor anyone else – could possibly ignore.

I sighed first. "Okay Ali, you're right. I didn't say all I needed to last night. Partly because I couldn't face Em being upset with me again and the other part well…"

She started to tap her finger on the counter top, and even in her fuzzy pajama bottoms, Ali held an authoritive aura about her. It was amazing and intimidating at the same time.

I met her fierce blue eyes, "…and the other part was because I believed you. Ali we all sat with you while Em ignored you these past few months, but we also spent years backtracking and piecing Em back together again. After you left her. After you broke her heart. Ali we watched Em tear herself apart over you and then pretend that it was all ok. We knew it wasn't. She may have been a good actress for everyone else, but we're her friends, we could tell."

I could see Ali visibly wince at the memory, but other than that split second of vulnerability, she kept a straight face and nodded. I checked that the girls were still sleeping and then kept going; I need to get this off my chest as much as Ali needed to hear it all.

"Ali a few months ago we decided to let you back in. I decided that we could be friends again, and we're getting there. But you broke my trust a long time ago. And as much as I do love you, because I do, I'm still learning how to trust you again.

"I know you've fixed things with Em, well most of it I bet. But you've got to understand that I'm still learning how to trust you and because I love Aria and Hanna and Em, I'm going to have to learn to trust you with her too."

She looked down and then back to me, "I get it Spence, you're just trying to be protective. I – I love you too. I love all of you. But please learn to believe and trust me when I say I love Emily. I really do Spence. I was a fool all those years I spent pushing her away. She brought out a side of me I was afraid to show, so I pushed it all away, the feelings, the memories, but I regret pushing her away the most." She looked sadly out the window above the sink, her eyes becoming glassy, making the blue look more like the ocean.

"Spencer, I've been in love with Emily since the time we met, I just never knew it. I was scared. I still am scared. I'm scared that one day Emily is going to wake up and realize that she can do better and then she'll leave me for good. I don't deserve her Spence, I know I don't; after the way I treated her and all of you, but she makes me so happy, she makes me a better person, the person I want to be – for her – and for myself and for as long as she'll let me, I will spend every day proving that I am any bit of deserving of her love."

To be completely honest, I was shocked that Ali was saying all of this, and to me. This was definitely a new side of Ali I have never seen before. I guess this is the part Hanna gets glimpses of and the part Em has fallen head over heels for since they met. I was strange but I felt Ali's words. She had spoken with a power in her voice, but before it was cold and stern, now, it was heartfelt and real: raw.

"Ali, I – I'm sorry. I just, I don't Em to get hurt again. I don't want you to get tired of her like all your other dolls you used to have and string her along for another ride, because in a couple of months, when that ride stops, me and Hanna and Aria won't be able to pick her up and piece her together, we'll be too far or too busy. Em is strong but a blow like that would absolutely crush her and she has too much pride sometimes to ask for help."

Ali moved her hands to grip my shoulders, I was scared but her hands were gentle, warm. She looked me square in the eye before stating, "Spencer Hastings, if I live for forever with Em, it would still never be long enough for me to get tired of her ok? She's it for me, I don't want anyone else and one day I want her to feel the same way, okay?" I stood with my eyes wide and my back rigid, I nodded and she dropped her hands, "I just know this is going to be hard."

"I believe you Ali." I said in an almost whisper, shocked still by everything she had said, "I believe you and I will trust you on this, but I swear to god you hurt Em, if she so much as sheds a tear because of you I will – "

But Ali's enormous smile stopped me midsentence, "I knew you'd believe me Spence. I really do love her, and I knew you would see that." Then she did something totally out of character and hugged me.

I stood awkward with my hands pinned to my sides, "umm, Ali, I know you and Hanna have had plenty of heart to hearts, but you and I have got to take it slow."

She let me go as if I was on fire and stepped back, "uh yeah sorry Spence, I uh just, you know, you guys accepting me back into your lives and as Em's girlfriend means a lot to me. I just uh"

I laughed as the coffee maker beeped, telling me it was done, "it's okay Ali, I get it."

She waited until I took my first sip, closing my eyes, inhaling the rich aroma and reveling in the feel of hot liquid down my throat, caffeine finally entering my bloodstream.

When I opened my eyes she as staring at me, an amused look on her face, "Spencer Hastings and her coffee." She shook her head and chuckled but her eyes said she had something else in her mind.

I waited until she realized that I could tell and she looked over her shoulder at Emily and sighed contently. Then she turned to me, "She is strong Spence, and beautiful and I want life to be easy now, there's no A and I'm not…dead…she deserves to not worry." Ali turned to look at Em sleeping peacefully and continued to talk with her back facing me, "I want for it to be easy for us one day: to be together. I first told her I loved her because she was big on happy endings, and I want to give Em her happy ending."

I didn't know if I was supposed to respond, of if she was actually just thinking out loud, but she answered my unasked question with a question, "Do you think it'll ever be easy for us?"

She was still staring at Em and the way her eyes were, unfocused, made me think she was envisioning the future, specifically their future. The future called tomorrow, next week, next month, year, the next 10 years.

I said what I felt would make the most sense, "Ali let me tell you something," she turned slowly to me, waiting, "Ali, I am no love expert, I don't hold the secrets, and I can most certainly not tell you what the future holds, my phone can barely correctly tell me tomorrow's weather," she smiled but it was an 'are-you-serious smile' so I laughed it away and continued, "but here's what I do know, I know Em and I know a little bit about you. I also know a little thing about love and that it is hard."

She looked discouraged but I was Spencer Hastings, and like Ali had said, I would tell it how it was. "Ali, Emily is amazing, so she won't be easy. If she wasn't amazing she would be easy, you guys would be easy. Right now, you are still learning everything about each other; ease will come with time if you let it. And honestly if you think she is worth it – and I get the feeling that you feel that she is – then you won't give up, you can't, and neither will she. If only one thing was sure in this world, it would be Em's love for you, but if you give up on her, then you're not worthy."

She inhaled deeply, the air filing her lungs and Ali stood a little straighter, a little taller and her chin moved ever so slightly upwards. That's it Ali, you are a fighter, fight for Em.

"Alison, the truth is, everyone is going to hurt and be hurt. We all have done it, we've all certainly felt it, but what I know Em has discovered is that you just have to find the ones worth suffering for."

Alison's POV

I was shocked that Spencer was forgiving me, and truly going to trust me, especially with Em. It felt as if a heavy weight was lifted from my chest. I knew it would be hard but the last few months lead to this: getting the girls on board, I just hoped that Aria would feel the same way.

I thought over that last few minutes Spence and I just shared in my kitchen.

Spencer was right; Em knew that to love me meant pain and hardship and suffering, but she took the risk in hops that she would find happiness with me. I wouldn't be a gamble anymore; I would be there for Em, always. I didn't say anything to Spencer when she was finished; she simply rubbed my arm, smiled and walked into the living room sipping her coffee. I wouldn't ever tell Spence but it was enough for me to know that I would suffer a thousand times over if it meant I could spend one more second in Em's love.

That Spencer, sometimes I liked to think she was a wise old woman, trapped in an eighteen year old's body.

Emily's POV

I groaned and started waking up when I felt a warm hand on my arm gently rocking me back and forth from sleep. "Just five more minutes mom, I'll wake up right now."

I was having a dream…or a memory of last night. I had woken up to get a glass of water and jumped out of my skin when Aria scared the crap out of me, when she came out of the bathroom.

We laughed quietly but instead of going straight to bed, Aria asked if we could talk. I was nervous, and knew it would be about Ali, I was reluctant to do it, but o said yes anyway, so we sat on the stools in Ali's kitchen and Aria did what Aria does: she opened up and made me open up.

"Em, I imagine you already know why I want to talk to you?"

I looked at the smaller brunette; her hair still looked good despite having slept on it for a few hours already. I met her colored eyes, big and bright, "yup, so spit it out Ar, I'm tired." I didn't mean to come off as rude, but I honestly was just tired, and I wanted Ali's body next to mine already.

"Em, listen, I'm not going to tell you you're a fool, I won't say you're making a mistake because I know you. I've been with you since day one okay? I knew when we were younger that you loved Ali, the looks haven't changed okay?"

I nodded and just let her continue. "Ali was right when she said I knew all about forbidden love. But for you guys, it's not forbidden anymore, she just admitted to all of us that she loves you, and I love you like a sister Em, so hearing her say that is all I need to be on your guys' side, I just want you to know that."

I smiled, still unsure of what to say to her, "thank you Aria, it means a lot, to have your support, I'm just not sure about Spencer now."

She placed her small hand on my arm, it was cold. Especially cold, compared to the way Ali's touches felt in my skin, "Hey, don't worry about her okay? She'll come around. If we were on a scale of support for you guys, well Hanna would be number one…I mean you know she calls you guys, uh…"

"Emison?" I helped her.

She laughed, "yeah! 'Emison,'" then she sighed, "only Hanna."

"Yeah, I'm not entirely thrilled, but I think it's growing on me."

"Yeah, Hanna has a way with stuff like that, anyways, I'm number two on that list, that makes Spencer last of us three, but that doesn't mean that she's totally against you two okay? I've talked to her. I mean I know you've butted heads with her in the past but she really loves you Em, and if she was the one talking to you right now, well she'd probably be drinking coffee, she'd tell you to be careful but she'd also say that she just doesn't want you to get hurt," then she added, "none of us do."

"Ali isn't going to hurt me. Not again, Aria, she really is different. I know it, I can feel it. The way we love is- is intense you know?"

Aria smiled, "yeah, Em of course, and I'm glad she makes you feel that way, you both deserve to be happy and as long as she behaves," she continued with a playfulness in her voice, "then little ole Aria doesn't have to go all bat shit crazy on her."

I genuinely laughed this time, "yeah okay Aria, thanks, I'll make sure to call next time she cheats when we're playing cards."

"Em you know what I mean."

"Yeah I do, thanks."

I brought her in for a hug.

"Now let's go to bed, I really am tired."

"Long weekend?" Aria asked, raising her eyebrows knowingly.

Good thing it was dark, it hid my blush, "haha yeah Aria."

I truly had the best friends in the world. Even if they were super protective, or super tiny yet scary, or gave me and my girlfriend a weird couple name. Still, the best.

I gasped and groaned even more as soon as I felt the heavy weight of a body jump on top of me, the giggling that I heard next was unmistakable. Ali.

"C'mon Em, it's like 12 already, wake up." Ali had managed to jump on top of all the blankets covering me and straddle my hips. My face was covered and I held the blanket tightly over my head. Ali was pulling and yanking on it, all the while whining, "Em, c'mon lazy ass, get up, get up, get up!" She bounced her body on top of mine and under different circumstances, I wouldn't have minded, not in the slightest, but I really just wanted to curl tighter into a ball and sleep.

"Ali, go away, I'm tired."

She stopped jumping on me and her bodies still, "go away?" She asked, over exaggerating the hurt in her voice, "okay, Em, if that's what you want."

She unhooked one leg and started to climb off of me. I threw the blanket off and grabbed her wrists and pulled her next to me. Her hair flopped over her face, blonde tresses covering her face. I reached a hand up and untangled her hair as best as I could. I soon found to blue eyes, staring intently at me and uncovered a bright smile. We shared a gaze for a few seconds and I leaned in and connected our lips.

She kissed me quick on the lips and pulled away. I scrunched my eyebrows.

"It's not you Em, we have morning breath. I don't want to kiss you like this."

I laughed and cupped her face in my hands, "Alison DiLaurentis, I love you and when I wake up I want to kiss you. I don't care if you have morning breath or if you just ate an onion sandwich, you are my girlfriend and I will always want to kiss you."

She blushed, an event more rare that a lunar elclipse, "Oh my, did I just make you blush?"

Ali laughed, playfully smacked my arm and leaned in to kiss me. I tried to deepen the kiss and again she pulled away, "Em I'm glad you want to kiss me, but um you're the one with the morning breath."

I feigned shock and took my turn smacking her on the arm, "fine, from now on, we will not kiss in the morning, how's that for hygiene?"

Ali stayed quiet and when I faced her she jumped on me again and crashed our lips together. She wasted no time at all making the kiss deeper, swirling her tongue in my mouth, grazing her teeth over my bottom lip and I released a moan. She laughed against my mouth, "not so stubborn as you think are you, Emily Fields?"

I pulled away and stared at her face: her smooth skin, blue eyes, rosy cheeks…I was falling harder and harder. "Shut up and kiss me Ali."

She smiled and this time leaned in slow, pecking my cheeks first. Trailing wet open mouthed kisses over my neck, her hands reaching in my hair and then she looked at me before connecting our lips, "I love you Em, and your morning breath." She leaned in and when our lips finally touched, we kissed slow, and soft, deep and sensual. Eventually we maneuvered to get the sheets out of the way, our bodies connecting and only being separated by our clothes.

Ali nestled a thigh between my legs and one of my thighs gladly found its way between her legs. She moaned into my lips when I pushed my thigh up and she bit down on my lip. I bucked my own hips forward when she bit me. Damn it was so sexy when she marked me, whether she meant to or not.

Ali moaned louder and when we started gasping for air she sat up and starting lifting her arms up to bring her shirt over her head. I grabbed her arms and stopped her.

"Em what are you"

"Ali, god knows I want you, especially right now, but don't you think you should do this somewhere else?"

Ali looked around confused. And then I looked around and realized something. "Ali wait, where are the girls?" Wow, some friend I was.

Ali laughed at me for not noticing sooner. "Well they woke after I did and after Hanna practically barfed out the coffee Spencer made – because it was too strong obviously – the three of them got dressed and headed for food at The Brew. I offered to cook and I told them to stay, but they insisted that we needed alone time." The mention of our own alone time made Ali's eyes darken and she rolled her hips over me to demonstrate what "alone time" meant to her.

I close my eyes in frustration, "okay Ali, but um, this would be our first time…home, or at your house whatever. I just thought maybe…you didn't want to do it in the middle of your living room in broad daylight?"

I couldn't meet her eyes but I felt the heat of her gaze on my skin.

"Ali? What are you thinking?"

She winked and let a smirk form before answering me, "Okay Em, you're right," she leaned in towards the side of my face, turned her mouth to my ear and whispered, "come to bed with me Emily."

I shuddered and closed my eyes, releasing a heavy breath. I have waited years to hear that, to hear it from Ali. I'd fantasized and dreamed that one day I would get to hear her say that, my whole body rose in temperature and I ached uncomfortably between my legs. My breaths became shallower and Ali licked behind my ear, "Em, let me have you, in my bed, between my sheets," I was losing my mind, "I want these walls to hear you scream my name, will you come with me," holy shit; I couldn't even muster enough concentration to say anything. I was becoming a melted mess under her touch. And was that a sexual innuendo?

My body tingled and ached, my legs pulsated and Ali dragged her hands over my body. "Em, answer me."

"How much," I took a deep breath, and swallowed ,"time do we have?" I licked my lips and bit the bottom one, waiting for her answer. I didn't get a verbal one; Ali climbed off of me, grabbed my hand and led me upstairs. As soon as we got in, she slammed the door, locked it and pinned me against it, "my dad isn't coming home until tomorrow morning, so we've got time." Ali smirked and kissed my neck, it was like we both couldn't get close enough to each other.

The door was digging into my shoulder with her entire weight pressing me against it so I pushed myself off, held her hips in my hands and brought her with me towards the bed. Her nails dug into the flesh on my arms and I let out a moan. I wanted everything about this moment to be perfect, I wanted to go slow, but I had been waiting to get to Ali like this for years. We came close when she came back, but as good as it felt to finally have her lips on mine, I couldn't bring myself to go there with her, not when I still had no idea how she felt. It wasn't enough for her to say sorry, I wasn't enough then to tell me those kisses weren't for practice.

It was enough now. I heard enough. I felt enough.

When Ali's legs hit the edge of the bed I slipped my hands under the hem of her shirt and she mirrored my movements. We slipped our hands under each other's shirts and dragged them upwards, slipping the fabric over our heads in unison, until we both standing shirtless.

My eyes roamed her body: her smooth skin, fair skin, soft and warm…I wanted to touch it all, feel her beneath me, on top of me.

Ali leaned forward, wrapped her arms around my back, held my shoulder and brought my body close to hers. Her lips cascaded over my chest. She started at the very base of my neck, moved across my collar bone, kissed the tops of my shoulders and then kissed lower, down my sternum, between my breasts.

She stopped there and traced the outline of my bra with soft kisses, my grip on her hips returned and I held her tight. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back: Ali's lips on my skin made it hard for me to breathe, I could hardly think about anything other than her pink lips covering my tan skin. Her hands reached up to my back and she fumbled for a few seconds before finally unclasping my bra. My legs were getting weaker, but I forced myself to stand a little longer. My breath hitched when her hands slipped under my bra and cupped me firmly, she traced a thumb over my nipples.

Her eyes met mine and held my gaze as she slipped my bra straps from my arms and lowered her face. She removed her hands and kissed each of my breasts, with a soft open mouth kiss that quickly turned into a suck and she pulled her mouth away with a small popping noise. It was my turn to dig my nails into her skin, and she hissed when I did.

"Turn around," I told her and I was surprised when she listened to me without questioning or challenging me with her eyes. I released her waist and watched her turn her back to me. My hands slipped behind her neck and flipped all of her hair over one shoulder. With one shoulder free and exposed, I kissed her, the smooth skin, the same way she kissed me. I mimicked her again and ran my palms flat against her back. Up and down, until I could hear her breathing get heavy. Her head tilted back and I moved closer so she could rest it against my shoulder.

My hands were pinned between us and her hair fell in soft waves over my chest, I laughed lightly.

"Em," she said breathlessly, "what's so funny?"

I smiled and kissed her shoulder, "Your hair, it tickles."

She laughed and shook her head gently so that her hair could brush over my chest again.

"Ali," I groaned.

She laughed and it was practically music to my ears. It made me laugh too and rested my forehead against her shoulder. I kissed her and moved my hands higher along her back. My fingers reached her bra and with a small movement of my fingers, I unclasped it. I let my hands follow the curves of her arms and from behind her I wrapped my arms around her torso and let my hands cup her breasts.

She gasped and then relaxed into my arms. I slide my hands lower, slowly and without a word I slipped them into the waistband of her jeans, low enough so that my fingers traced the top of her panties.

Ali moaned and I felt the vibrations course through her body and she brought her hips back to meet my core. I removed my hands and undid the button on her jeans, why was she dressed? I didn't know. I still had my pajama bottoms on from the night before…but not for long.

When I undid her button and slid the button down, I placed my hands back on her hips and slowly started pulling her pants down. I had no choice but to lower my body as I went. Each inch I went lower, I stopped to place my lips on Ali's skin and soon I was on my knees, her pants to her ankles. I kissed the backs of her thighs and I used my hands to spin her around in front of me. I looked up and her eyes were closed, her hands, cupping her breasts.

I slid my hands down the outside of her thighs and back up, bring my body back to stand with her. I kissed her lips and her eyes opened: deep blue and swirling like a storm over the sea. They were darker than usual, they possessed a certain seductiveness to them that my made my body tingle with giddiness and nerves and pure sexual desire for her. That look could melt the ice caps and I laughed again, imagining Ali standing atop a snowy mountain, her gaze causing them to melt into giant pools around her, wouldn't that be something?

"Em, if you keep laughing, I'm gonna think you're laughing at me."

I smiled and kissed her reassuringly but she didn't kiss me back, she waited until I pulled away and she pouted. I smiled again: was this how it would be between us? Half naked yet still pouting and teasing and acting as kids? Would we always be hungry for each other? Would I still blush at a simple kiss from her? If it was, I wouldn't mind spending everyday like this, as long as it was with her.

I didn't answer her so she crossed her arms over her chest to hide her breasts but all it did was push them higher and closer together and I had no control over the way my eyes dropped and I stared at her.

"Em, my eyes are up her," I met them reluctantly, "so tell me why you were laughing."

I smirked and grabbed her in my arms, "Ali, I'm laughing because you're completely gorgeous and sexy and when your eyes are dark, I feel like I'm melting under them. I'm laughing because I still can't believe that we're here, together. You have no idea how badly I've wanted this Ali."

She smiled and her arms dropped, Ali leaned in and kissed me and I gladly kissed her back. We stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, warm tongues tangled, lips gliding smoothly, breaths catching in our throats and it was pure bliss.

Eventually Ali flipped positions and I found myself being pushed on my back onto the bed. Soon my pajama bottoms were off and Ali and I were lying on her bed, topless in our panties.

"Em?" Ali asked when she rolled on top of me.

"Yeah Ali?" She bit her lip and let it roll between her teeth, she didn't say a word. I reached my hand up and raised her chin so our eyes met, "what is it?"

She took a deep breath and let her hand trace patterns across my chest, then she swallowed, "Em, I want you to know, this isn't just sex. I mean it is still sex, but it means more, it always feels like more…and I uh, I want you to know that."

Her voice wavered and I smiled, "Ali, I know, it's more than just sex to me too, you should know that. I just didn't know if you were reading to um say that we-"

"That we what Em, were…are making love. Oh I'm ready. I'm ready to make love with you now, and I always will be."

I hungrily attacked her lips and kissed her with all the passion I possibly could, I rolled her over so I was on the top and that's what we spent the next hour? Hours? Rest of the day?...doing.

Alison's POV

When I woke, I was happy to find myself, again, in Em's arms. Em, my Em. Emily who had spent the last few hours screaming and moaning my name, who arched her back off of my bed when she was coming. Emily Fields who made me throw my head hard into my pillows, who pushed her fingers inside of me and curled them so that my whole body shook with pleasure, who's name I was moaning. Em, who had made me cum more times than I could ever count or remember, with her hands, her mouth..,god, that tongue…and I'm sure she had my body convulsing and releasing over her just when she was simply grinding her toned leg between mine. Jesus, Em had more hold over me than she would ever know.

Emily Fields who was damn sexy and laying naked next to me in my bed, who I finally had in my bed for the first time. And it was great, it surpassed all the times we had sex before because now it was more…we had just made love and I was still recovering, physically and emotionally. I would never forget today, not for anything in the world. Every moan, every kiss and bite and every scratch was burned into my memory and I hope it was like that for her. I smiled, thank God we the girls left this morning.

I didn't know Em was awake, but she caught me grinning to myself like an idiot. Her hand cupped my face and I rolled on my side to face her, "what's that face," she asked.

I smiled harder, watched her lips and answered, "what face," even though I knew what she meant.

"Ali," she said a little more sternly, "that face your making when I woke up?"

I smiled and pecked her lips, "it's nothing Em, I'm just happy, okay? I, I haven't been this happy, well happy period, since…well I can't remember the last time I was this happy."

She smiled widely and that look warmed me straight to my core. Then she smirked, "hmm I can think of the last time you were happy."

I raised my eyebrow, waiting. I pursed my lips and waited again for her to continue. She trailed one single finger from the side of my face down my neck and then kissed the base of my neck, "Ali," her voice was husky from waking up, "weren't you happy when I did this?"

I closed my eyes, this was too good to end now, "maybe?"

She wasn't expecting that because suddenly her movements stopped, "Hmm, so you weren't happy when I moved like this?" She hooked a leg over my thigh and rolled her hips into my flesh. A breath got caught in my throat when I felt the heat between her legs rub against me.

"Somewhat happy." I teased, hoping she would continue. This braver, bolder Emily was exhilarating.

"Hmm, so, you mean to say when I do this," she slide her hand to my breast and pinched a nipple before rolling it roughly in between two fingers. My hips twitched, giving me away, yet I wouldn't let my voice betray me, so I answered her, "nope." It was a lie.

"Alright, but I thought you were happy when I had my hands," her hand from my breast trailed lower along my body, lower and slowly down the skin of my stomach, "here," and she stopped above my core. My core that was becoming hotter and wetter. Oh fuck, not again. I don't think I would survive another mind-blowing orgasm from her hands.

"I-I-I um, I…" I was stuttering, unable to focus.

"Ali," she growled in my ear, "don't lie. I know you were 'happy' when I had my fingers buried in you," she was whispering seductively in my ear and then without warning she slide two fingers easily into my wet folds, "Oh god," I moaned.

"And don't tell me you didn't like it when my head was between your legs," her fingers pumped once, twice, and third time and each thrust made my body twitch and my back raise slightly from the bed, "and my tongue was working over your clit." She rubbed her thumb hard into my clit and I ran out of breath to fill my lungs. "God, Ali you were so sexy screaming my name…and you're so wet right now, I could take you again."

I was already panting, eyes closed, "So do it." I was breathless.

She curled her fingers in and out of me, "yes," I sighed but when she pulled out I opened my eyes in shock and frustration.

"Sorry, babe, but as your girlfriend, I only want to do what makes you 'happy,' and since making love to you isn't one of those things…"

I grabbed her face and shut her up with a kiss; I pulled away, "Emily, shut up. God, everything you do makes me happy." I looked at her and watched her smirk, of course she knew that already, but it didn't hurt to add emphasis, "EVERYTHING."

Em smiled that smile again and reached an arm out, "come here," was all she said, all she needed to say, before I scooted my body close to her, turning around so that I was the small spoon, a position I was starting to get used to.

She wrapped her arm around my waist and I placed my arm on top of hers. I was nestled perfectly against her body and I let myself believe that we were truly made for one another. Em leaned her face into mine and spoke softly in my ear, "I'm glad we had the girls come over, thank you for last night."

I tensed briefly and then relaxed; I didn't want Em thinking anything was wrong. "You don't have to thank me Em; I needed them to be here too. I- I wanted their approval." It was easier to talk about this when her soft brown eyes were melting mine, "I want you to be happy, and I know how much the girls mean to you, so I had to have their approval of us…of me."

Em squeezed me harder, "Ali, even if the girls hated the idea of us being together, well yeah I'd be upset, hurt and angry even, but that would never stop me from wanting to be with you."

I placed my hand on top of hers and let my fingers trace lightly over the back of her hand. Her breath was hot on my neck, her body hot against my back. I had to face her, but I opted out for turning half way to lie on my back, staring at my ceiling, while Em's eyes bore into the side of my face. I sighed heavily, deeply.

"Em, but what if I mess up?"

It was quiet before she answered, "what do you mean?" And she asked slowly, I got the feeling that maybe she thought I had already messed up and didn't tell her.

"I just mean I'm tired of feeling like I'm always going to be under a microscope, that everyone is watching my every move, waiting for me to mess up; what if I do something, or say something and then, well this, us, is ruined. What if I ruin what we have Em? How am I supposed to live with myself?"

Em's eyebrows scrunched together, "hey, you won't okay, besides you promised you wouldn't walk away from me, remember?"

I still couldn't meet her eyes, "yeah, well I've broken promises before Em, you know that."

I didn't realize she was rubbing my arm, until her hand stopped moving. "Ali," she asked, worried, "where is this coming from? Do you still," she stuttered, "do you still want this?" Her voice cracked and I whipped my body to face her.

"Hey, hey Emily," she wouldn't look at me so a grabbed her face in my hands, "hey, look at me," she timidly lifted her eyes to meet mine, "I will always want this, I will always want you, I want this more than anything, I'm just scared, okay? This is all new to me, I feel like, I – I don't even know how to love you. I can barely process that fact that I get to be on the receiving end of yours."

Em's eyes softened, "Ali, as long as you love me, that will be all the proof I will ever need, that will be promise enough okay? As for how to love," she took a short pause, "you're doing a pretty good job if I do say so myself." She smirked and look over the parts of my body not covered my blankets.

I smiled back at her, "Em," I said groaning lightly, "you know what I mean."

"I do, I do, but I don't know why you keep doing this. You love me, I love you, it's that simple. For me it is anyway, there are no in-betweens, I see no ifs, ands, or buts….well I've seen a butt…"

Ugh, "Emily, will you be serious for a second? Sheesh want has gotten in to you?"

She smirked a devilish smirk and answered, "you have." Plain and simple, my sweet Em really was sexy in the sheets. Literally. And for another rare time in my life I found myself blushing.

"Emily Fields!"

She started laughing, "okay, okay, I'm sorry, kind of, haha okay, serious face." She made this ridiculous face and I couldn't help but laugh. When I was done, Em was awaiting my eyes.

"Ali, let me ask you something. Does this feel right to you?"

I looked at her hands when they came up from the blanket to hold both of mine. She intertwined our fingers and then undid them in my right hand and placed my palm flat against her chest, above her heart. It wasn't hard to feel her steady, strong heartbeats in my hand. "Does it?" she asked again.

"Yeah, but-" she cut me off.

"No, Alison, no buts remember?" When she used my whole name my body fell even deeper under her spell. "And when you kiss me, does that feel wrong?"

"Em, no of course not, it never does."

"Okay then, one final question. When we're making love, is there any part of you, your body, your mind, your soul that doubts what we're doing?"

I was stuck, she was amazing, I – I how did I get so lucky? "Ali, answer me."

"No, Emily, I never doubt when we're together. Not when we touch, kiss, or make love."

She smiled victoriously, "then that's all the promise either one of us need okay? Ali, we've been by each other for a long time, we've faced some crazy shit together, and we've been through hell and back again, together. I've spent the past few days, probably the best days in my life, with you. We were together, and I'll be damned if anyone or thing stops me from spending the rest of what we'll have together okay? As long as you want this," she swallowed, "as long as you want me, we'll be ok."

My eyes turned glossy as a thin film of tears started to form, "I- I don't know what to say Em, other than I'll make this better than ok, I love you."

She kissed my lips softly, "I love you too."

I leaned my head in and rested it in her chest. I smiled again, "we told the girls, now we just have to tell your parents."

Em's body stiffened, "shit." And then we both laughed. Yup, no doubt whatsoever, I was the luckiest girl in the world. No one else had an Emily Fields…no one but me.

***Last week of April***

Alison's POV

"Well then what do you think I should do Han? We haven't even brought it up."

"Well, if one of you was a dude we'd know who would be the one asking."

I put my hands on my hips and stared at Hanna hard, she just crossed the line. In the past month, I've wanted to slap everyone at school who's asked either me or Em, "so who's on the top, who wears the pants, is Em the guy in the relationship?" My answers have always been for them to go…breathe Ali.

"Hanna you know Em and I seriously hate that right? We're are two girls, no fucking dude, we both wear jeans and skirts and dresses and share being on top, so if you and all the other insensitive jerks will stop…"

"Ali, Ali woah, okay, calm down, I'm sorry, I was only kidding."

I sighed and then unclenched my fists, any harder and I would've broken my lunch tray in half.

"I- I know, I'm sorry, it's just every time Em and I go out in public, some has got to ask dumb, insensitive questions, I – I didn't mean to get angry with you."

Hanna looked at me knowingly, of course she understood. Her and Aria and especially Spencer had all stuck up for Em when she came out, and I know Hanna didn't mean anything in a bad way.

"I'm just nervous, I don't know if Em is waiting for me to ask, or if she wants to ask me, I want to be surprised, but at the same time, I want to surprise her. Buuuut, I don't want to ruin it if she has something planned. God, Han, I'm a mess, and still new to this. Hanna? Hanna!"

I turned around and she was engaged in a conversation of the cafeteria lady, asking if she could get a chocolate pudding instead of Jell-O.

I hooked my arm in hers and dragged her back with me.

"You're impossible, you know that right?" Hanna just shrugged an held up her hand whose arm wasn't wrapped in mine. In it was a small container, "I got the pudding didn't I, Ali?"

I laughed, "c'mon, Spence is probably done in the bathroom."

Emily's POV

"Ali and I have been going out for almost a month now. Our one month anniversary is in three days, on this Friday. I'm nervous Aria, what if she doesn't ask me? What if can't ask her? Ugh I hate that I still get nervous like this around her."

"Calm down, Em, it's obvious that you guys will go together, just figure out who's going ask who, okay?"

Yeah but that was the thing, I was thinking that Ali would ask, but then I thought it would be nice if I asked this time, since she's the one who asked me to be her girlfriend. "You're right but I can't ask her who's going to ask, that'd be pointless."

"Em, please breath, what are you an Ali doing on Friday?"

I thought back to the conversation we had earlier this past weekend about our anniversary plans. "Um, I don't know really, ever since Ali and I have made it official, we haven't actually gone out in public for a date." I was ashamed almost because the last few weeks consisted of the two of us, rented movies and take out. We ate the take out, but the movies hardly ever stood a chance. We always were in one of rooms, with better, more fun means of 'entertainment.'

"Oh," Aria said awkwardly, understanding why we didn't stand time out, "well then um…"

"Well I mean she told me on Sunday that she owes me a real date, but she never told me where or when and what we'd be doing. I guess I could ask her then right?"

"Yeah seems good." But I wasn't convinced, I was nervous. We had all become really good at reading each other so Aria reached across the table and grabbed my hand. "Emily, it's only Prom, okay? You still have three weeks, and either way, you and Ali will be going together, I'm sure deep down you both know it doesn't matter who asks who, right? Just hurry up so we can all go dress shopping."

I smiled, she had a point, "you're right Aria, it's just I always dreamt of asking Ali to be my girlfriend, that didn't happen, so this is my chance you know?"

"Yeah, then don't wait till Friday, ask her when you guys go home, ask her when her and the others get back, ask her…"

"Okay Aria, I get it, I'll make sure I ask her first, geez, you were on a roll, I'm surprised you didn't just tell me to ask Ali when she got back."

I almost jumped from my skin when a warm hand was place on my shoulder; I recognized the touch from the electricity that shot through my body, "Ask me what babe?"

My eyes widened and I was stuck, Aria seen me before Ali did and swooped in, "Oh, uh Em was going to ask if you wanted to go to the movies after school today?" I shot Aria an angry but appreciative look. She simultaneously threw my under the bus and pulled me out. The movies, with Ali, on a Tuesday? Hmm, it would be practically empty after school. All these made a reoccurring thought cross my mind, it was a little fantasy that I've had for, well ever since Ali and I had gone to the movies…with the girls too…a while back.

"Em, did you hear me?" Ali waved her hand across my face.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" My cheeks were blazing.

"I said what movie are we going to see?"

Oh shit, think Em. Just go with the truth. "Umm, I'm not sure, I just wanted to go to the movies with you, I didn't really check to see what was playing first."

"Is this a date?" She raised her eyebrow. I know it couldn't be, our first official date was going to be on Friday.

"No, of course not, just me taking my girl to enjoy stale popcorn and flat soda in a dark dusty smelly room called the movie theaters."

Ali sat down on the bench with her tray of a salad, apple and water and once her butt was planted firmly on the seat she leaned in and kissed me, longer than what was appropriate for the public's display. She pulled away and all I could think about was my fantasy again. Ali's lips were close to my ear, "how romantic."

The whole table heard and we were rewarded with, Spencer's "should you guys get a room?" Aria's "aw you guys are cute" and Hanna's "yup I called it, cutest couple ever, when I plan the wedding?"

It was all background noise after we heard Aria and Hanna start to argue for the hundredth time who would plan 'our wedding.' Ali and I had both learned to deflect those comments, we hadn't even talked about what would happen next month after graduation, let alone what we would do when….if we were still together when we were old enough to get married.

Ali reached under the table and held my hand. "Ali?"

"Yeah Em?"

"Do you still have your extra clothes in your locker?"

Ali eyes sparked in curiosity, and she answered back slowly, "yes I do Em, why? Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing now."

I looked her over, teasing, "well…"

She slapped my arm, "stop it."

I laughed and grabbed her hand, "no, there is nothing wrong with what you're wearing, but if you still have your skirt in your locker can you wear that before we leave after school?"

She raised an eyebrow at me questioningly, but I couldn't let her know my motives.

"Em, why don't we just go back to my place and I can change before the movies?"

I closed my eyes and imagined exactly what would happen once we set foot in her house, in her room…God her room, where she and I had spent hours upon hours between the sheets, making love, pleasing each other…nope definitely couldn't do that.

I opened my eyes and answered her between gritted teeth, "Because Ali, I think you know exactly why we can't do that." I lowered my gaze to rake over her body: full curves and slim fitting clothes, I licked my lips. When I met her eyes, they were dark, lids heavy.

"Gross, they're doing it again," groaned Spencer.

"Doing what Spence?" Aria sounded genuinely curious.

"Aria, did you not just see their faces?! Emily practically undressed Ali right now!"

Hanna looked between the two of us and placed her fist under chin. She looked at Spencer and then said to no one in particular, "Eye sex is hot."

Spence practically spit her drink all over Aria, choking.

When the coughing stopped, Spence wiped the back of her hand over her mouth and turned a serious look towards Hanna, "If they're such a turn on Hanna, maybe you guys should have a three-some already." Spencer looked between Hanna and Ali and I.

Hanna tilted her head and raised an eyebrow at me then she looked at Ali and back to me. "Well, I mean I wouldn't mind, if they didn't Spence, would you guys?"

Ali laughed, "Not even in your dreams, Hanna, sorry but I don't share Em." Ali placed her hand on my thigh and ran the flat of her palm along my leg. She cupped my knee and gave it a squeeze, "yeah sorry Han, but Ali is all mine too."

Hanna shrugged, "I'm just saying, if I was gay, I'd be gay for Emily for sure. And they way you make Ali scream, I'm sure you're good in bed."

Ali's hand tightened on my leg and she shot Hanna a death glare, "Hanna," she said between her teeth, "don't talk about Em that way. Not unless you want me to…"

"Ali, calm down," I gave her, a smile, but still blushing hard from Hanna's comment.

Ali started laughing hysterically. "What's so funny?"

Ali turned to me, "haha Em, Hanna has already told me this before, I just went along with it to see your reaction."

Now my face was really burning, and even the other two started to laugh. A smile broke across my face; I guess it was kind of funny. Soon the five of us were laughing at Hanna and me and Ali.

When the laughter died, I turned to Hanna, "good, so that means you haven't…um," Hanna smirked and looked at Ali with a cautious stare.

She cleared her throat, "Actually Em, I wasn't kidding about the you being amazing in bed part. I went over your house last week to see if you wanted to hang out or go get food but by the time I got to your front door…all I could her was moans and Ali practically screaming your name. Ali, I'm surprised you could talk to the next day for your presentation in Government."

Ali smirked and looked at me, "what can I say, Em knows exactly how to touch me to…"

"Woah, okay, I literally just finished eating guys, and unless you want my lunch spewed out on your shirt can we drop this?"

Poor Spencer.

"Yeah, not that I'm all for you and Em being…eh hem, 'happy,' but I'm sure you two can talk to Hanna about this own your own time, in private, where no one else can hear you." Aria was done and I just looked down, totally embarrassed.

I was saved from saying anything when the bell rang. We all stood and were heading back to our classes, Spencer and Aria had a class together, Hanna and I were both in the same class and that left Ali and I without the same class together for the rest of the day, so we parted with a kiss. It was a kiss like all the other kisses during this time of day except this time, Ali slipped her hand lower and gave my butt a firm squeeze.

"Ali," I scolded yet couldn't hide the smile on my face, "not here."

"Oh," she smiled, "then where?" her hand trailed up my back and around to my stomach. I gripped her wrist and stopped her before anyone could see us, especially Spencer, she had seen and heard enough.

She smirked, "what? I won't see you for like whole 2 hours, I need something to remember." Ali smirked, shot me a wink and before she walked off I called to her, "Ali?" she turned and her hair flipped over her shoulder, "don't um, forget the skirt."

She smirked again, this time harder, "I won't Em, anything for you babe."

I walked into to next class and checked my phone for the time, it read twelve fifteen…that just meant 2 hours and fifteen minutes until I could see Ali…and then go to the movies. I'd have to thank Aria for that later.

***Hello, I hope you enjoyed, so for those of you who celebrated the holidays, I hope you all had a great week…and for those who didn't celebrate Thanksgiving, well I hope your week was still just as good, and I hope this still qualifies as a quick update? Like all the other times, I've just been busy, also just writing very slowly.

Anyways, I know this chapter was longer than usual, I've been editing my chapters, and I tend to add scenes, and dialogues and eventually what I had planned for chapter 25 you are now reading here, two chapters later in 27. I hope you don't mind, but I feel like a story sometimes just takes time. To be honest, I thought this story was just going to be around 30 maybe 32 chapters…as it stands, I'm looking at 40 something to 50?…or I'll just write Part 2 as a separate story? IDK yet, help me decide please? I take everything you guys have to say into consideration.

I wasn't planning on adding this movie scene into the story, but I haven't written some good Emison smut in a while, what do you guys think? Push back plans for 28 and show you exactly what Em has in mind? Wink wink. Leave a review about this chapter and let me know your thoughts for the next one.

Love you all, Lina***

Next Chapter: (The Movies &) The Anniversary