I'm Sorry I Kept You Waiting

by LinaDanielle

EMISON FANFICTION. This is the story of Alison and Emily and the hardships of letting each other back into their lives, the beauty and dynamics of their undeniable love, and the stories of their promising future. (Set after -A is gone)

28. Chapter 28

Woah, hey everyone, I realize I have been gone for a long time and I want to apologize first and then thank you, because if you're reading this, then that means you'll be reading this chapter and for that, I'm always thankful. I've been gone for about 2 weeks because as the end of my first college semester came in, I had a lot of finals to study for and sadly that meant putting this story aside for a time.

However, I am now on break for a month and I look forward to writing up these chapters, and bringing you new stories. I had a suggestion from a reader about seeing some of their prompts being written and I am all for it! If you have any ideas for prompts or stories that you would like to read/have me write, leave them down below in a review or feel free to message me as some of you already have.

So, without further ado, please read and enjoy this chapter. Updates are coming sooner than you think ;)

Chapter 28 – The Movies and The Anniversary

Alison's POV

I sat in my last classes after lunch, shaking my leg up and down and tapping my fingernails on my desk. I couldn't place the feeling I was getting, but I knew Em didn't just want to watch a movie. Why did she want me in a skirt? I started to think maybe she didn't want to be seen with me in public wearing my plain old jeans. But no, I knew that wasn't it. I could parade all of Rosewood in mom jeans, or footie pajamas and a hair net and I know Em would still smile and call me beautiful. I knew it because I would say the same thing to her if she did that.

"Miss DiLaurentis," I was called at by our stupid teacher.

I snapped my head to him and ignored all the faces staring at me, "I'm sorry, what was the question?" I asked with as much poise as I could in that moment. I was just glad that none of the girls were in a class with me, they'd tease me because I'm sure they'd know exactly what I was thinking about.

"Well this is English, Miss DiLaurentis and I was talking about your final project due in 2 weeks, and since everyone has been assigned readings since freshman year, I'm making it so you can pick the book you'd like to do your report on, so my question was, which book would you pick? Do you even have on in mind?"

I didn't like the tone he was using with me, but I couldn't snap at him, that might mean detention and that would mean no Em later. I cleared my throat and faked a smile as best I could, "Why yes Mr. Hanover, I have a book in mind, believe it or not."

He looked shocked that I didn't buckle under his tone or hard stare. Ever since I returned, even teachers have been giving me these looks, but I didn't care anymore. He sighed as if in defeat and continued to push me, "Oh, and what book might that be?"

I stared at his stupid round face, looking at me like I was lower than him, just because he was a teacher. That didn't mean crap to me.

"Great Expectations by Charles Dickens, Mr. H. Now would you please pick on someone else? I was perfectly fine daydreaming in your boring class while you talk before you interrupted me."

Shit, I messed up. Dammit Em would be mad at me. Oh well, I usually enjoyed making it up to her.

My thoughts were interrupted again when Mr. Hanover yelled for the class to stop laughing.

"Class, be quiet!" Then he turned his gaze in my direction and raised a little sausage finger at me, "and you Miss Alison DiLaurentis, I don't care who you think you are, but you cannot talk to me that way. Go to the principal's office right away."

I smirked. Oh well, he should've left me alone. I gathered up my stuff and exited his class, but before I walked through the doorway I turned around and gave the class my best smile, then I turned to dear old Mr. H, "I hope you have a great day Mr. H, now that I'm out of your hair…well your toupee, I guess."

I turned on my heels and closed the door, walking away with the sound of the class laughing again.

That wasn't so bad; surely the principal would let me off with a warning.

Emily's POV

Last class of the day and I was anxious to see Ali, I was also sort of nervous. I didn't know why, but I just really hoped she'd like what I had planned for us, in just a few short hours. When our teacher turned her back to write notes on the board, I quickly pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to Ali.

Hey, I can't wait to see you later!

Almost immediately, my phone buzzed and the screen lit up with Ali's name across it and a little message: me neither ;)

I smiled and was going to send a kissy face to her when my phone vibrated again with another text from her. Meet me in the bathroom by the locker room ;)

I shifted my weight in my seat and smiled hugely. Sure, Ali and I had ditched class a few times, but that was usually first period, well because we were either too tired from the night before, or too wrapped up in each other in the morning to get up so soon.

I sent her back a quick okay and excused myself from class.

It took about five minutes to walk to the bathroom near the locker room; it was closer to the front of the school which made me wonder why Ali didn't just want to meet by the bathrooms closer to her classroom. I opened the door and walked in and instantly my eyes fell on bare legs, coming out from under Ali's black skirt. She was leaning over the bathroom counter, closer to the mirror to apply on lip gloss. She didn't meet my eyes, not even in the mirror, so I stopped her when she uncapped the lip gloss.

"Don't bother putting any of that on."

She raised a single eyebrow and turned around to face me, neither one of us moving from where we stood.

"Oh," she started, "and why's that?" Her tone was playful and a smirk played at the corners of her lips.

I looked at her up and down hungrily, licked my lips and then walked over to her, placing my hands firmly on her waist. Our eyes never left each other's. I used my hands to push her against the counter and when I did she gasped and tilted her head back. I took the opportunity to move in closer, kissing my way up her neck. When I reached her jaw line, I made small licks up to her ear and gently biting on her skin and whispered, "because when I'm done kissing you, it'll be out of place anyway."

She hummed into the feel of my breath so close to her skin. "And what if I don't let you kiss me?"

I stopped working my lips over the skin of her neck and pulled away to look into her eyes. They were the perfect blue: intense and storming and I could easily get lost in them, drown myself in her.

She took her eyes off of mine for a brief second and stared down at my lips. She quickly looked back up at me, but it was too late, I caught her.

Then I remembered something she used to tell me when we were younger. She was different then, but right now it seemed appropriate to tease.

"Ali?"

"Mm hmm?" I stared at her face and let the wicked smile cross my face.

"I know you want to kiss me." It felt weird to say it; I heard it in my voice, in person, instead of in a ghost of Ali's voice, like in my dreams.

She stared at me and I think she thought of all those times she had teased me, and not in the way we do now. A flash of hurt crossed her face but a smile quickly returned and soon her small hands found their way to the sides of my face, pulling me in for a bruising kiss that soon left me gasping for air.

When we finally pulled away to catch our breaths, Ali rested her forehead against my chest and I turned my head to rest my cheek on top of her head.

She moved after our breathing settled, "Em, I will always want to kiss you."

I smiled and kiss her gently on the lips.

"Don't I look good in this skirt?" Ali broke the silence and wiggled her hips in my hands.

I looked at her butt in the mirror and bit my bottom lip, "of course you do, thank you for wearing it."

I smirked and ran my hands around to her back and pushed her body closer to mine.

She looked up, "so you gonna tell me why you wanted me to wear this so bad?" you dragged her finger lightly up my arm and even through my shirt sleeve, she made my skin tingle. "Because you know Em, we're usually taking each other's clothes off, not usually changing them. By the time her hand finished making its way up and down my arm a few times, my eyes were closed and I forgot where we were for a moment.

"Em, am I going to get an answer, or are we going to stand here all day?"

I snapped back to reality, and looked at her face, she wanted an answer, but I couldn't give her one, not yet anyway. So I did what we both do so well to each other, I teased her.

"You know they say patience is a virtue Ali."

She narrowed her eyes and tightened her lips into one line, but that didn't last. Soon she raised her chin and smirked, the twinkle I always saw in her eye glinted even in the pale light in the bathroom and she laughed a little as she spoke, "Em, you want to talk about virtuous?" There was double meaning hidden in her tone, and I'm sure that was also a rhetorical question.

She pressed our bodies as close as humanly possible and began to trail her hands up the sides of my thigh, up around my ribs until she held my neck in her hands… "Em, when you're making me scream your name late at night, are we being virtuous?"

My legs trembled and I could only moan. I shook my head and swallowed hard, "I- I guess not."

"Exactly, and when I run my hands over your chest…drag my body against yours…and when I finally rest my head against your inner thigh," the air was getting thinner and soon my legs felt like they would buckle, "are we being virtuous?" Ali had somehow slipped her thigh between mine and I leaned her against the counter for support.

I buried my head into the crook of her hair, taking in the smell of her hair and groaned, "ugh, Ali stop teasing."

She laughed and played with the ends of my hair, "answer my question I asked earlier and I will."

I smirked into her shoulder and moved back to look at her face, "I can't. Not now, but since you want to tease me, don't be surprised when I pay you back, only this time, you won't be able to handle it." I detached my body form hers and started to move towards the door. I didn't even know how long we'd been gone, but before I took but three steps, Ali yanked my wrist back, "Is that a threat Em?"

I managed to pull off a smirk, something I had become quite good at doing since being with Ali, "no babe, it's not." And when she sighed in what seemed like relief, I added, "It's a promise. Now I have to get back to class, and you should too."

Ali looked like she was surprised but managed to wipe it away and replace it with her famous poker face. "I can't go back to class. I was kicked out."

Alison's POV

Emily turned on her heels, wearing both worry and upset on her face. "Kicked out? Again?! Ali! Wait, so does that mean you have to stay after school?"

I loved when she was like this. It reminded me even more of how much love she had towards me and how much more love I needed to return to her. I walked towards my girlfriend and grabbed her hands in mine, "don't worry Em, I got out of it." She raised her eyebrows and when I didn't continue, she pressed, "got out of it? How?"

I shrugged and smiled that bright smile I knew she just couldn't resist, "I just apologized and said it's because its senior year and I've had a lot on my plate, about grades and graduation and college in a few months."

I stopped talking when I mentioned college because Em's body stood rigid and her grip in my hands tightened. "Em, and that's another thing. We still have never talked about college. I mean I know what all the other girls are doing, but when I mention it to you, you put up this wall and totally shut me down." I couldn't hide the hurt in my voice, even though I didn't mean for it to come out the way it did.

Em pulled her hands from mine and shoved them deep into her pockets. It left me no choice but to cross mine over my chest. She looked down nervously, "why won't you talk to me? We've been together for a month and we haven't even talked about our- our future!" My voice rose in volume and soon the silence I was getting from her made it sound like I was screaming in her face. I took a deep breath and walked again to her.

"Listen Em, do you even want to have a- a future…with me? Is this why you won't talk to me?" I couldn't meet her eyes; I only stared at the old tiles on the floor. I didn't realize it, but I whispered it so low that I could barely hear myself. But I know she heard me because her head whipped up and she met my eyes and then wrapped her hands around my upper arms, "Ali, yes, of course I do. Hey, look at me."

When my eyes met hers they were warm and brown, I could see the love. The dimples above her eyebrows formed and she continued, "Ali, I promise you we will have this talk, I'm just not sure what I want yet, college wise okay. It's complicated." She sighed and then gave me a look, "I know we do complicated pretty well, but I just don't know where or what I want to do. But the one thing I do know is that as long as I can picture a tomorrow with you, then that's all the future I'll ever need okay?"

Em's words cut through my insecurities and tore at the seams holding my heart together, and like that I let them come seeping in; my heart was being filled by her more and more everyday and I wouldn't mind letting myself drown in her love. I sighed heavily, I knew I trusted Em and eventually we would talk. Em always kept her promises.

"You always know exactly what to say, you know that right?"

She smiled at me, the smile reaching her beautiful browns, and reached her hands out to her sides, "Yeah what can I say, I mean isn't this romantic? You, me, that stall with no door and the faint smell of pee, and don't forget that graffiti," she pointed her hand to the far wall, "I mean what does that even say, Alex sucks…yeah oookay, not gonna finish that."

I looked at her face and laughed. How in the hell did I get so lucky? "Yeah, super romantic Em, I can't imagine how I'm going to out do this on Friday…I mean look at the writing over there. Whoever did that even wrote in cursive. Nice." I shook my head, sarcasm laced my voice and Em broke into laughter.

I looked at the scribbles in permanent marker more closely, "Look Em, it says 'Go Sharks' that's nice, except wait, they forgot the 'r.' Well then, Go Shaks' it is!"

I was still staring at laughing at the writing some idiot left on the wall when I felt Em come behind me and turn me around in her arms. Before I could get a word out she kissed me hastily on the lips and I didn't waste another second kissing her back, getting lost in the way her tongue felt as it traced the outline of my lips, begging for entrance that I easily gave her.

She pulled away and kissed my forehead, "Ali, I love you."

I thought about where we were, the small, somewhat smelly bathroom, sharing kisses and exchanging 'I love you's, it would have been weird but I really loved Em, and I guess that is what love is like right? No matter where we were, what we were doing or wearing, our love would always be the same, feel the same.

"Ali, this is usually the part where you say it back."

I hugged her body closer, "Of course I love you too, Em. I love you, I love you and I can't say it enough, okay? Emily Fields, we are two beautiful girls, kissing in this shitty bathroom of our school and I don't care. I don't care if we were stuck in a pile of shit in the middle of a jungle, or stranded on a deserted island with no food, because I love you!"

Emily's POV

Ali started her rant, while she was still in my arms and I smiled, smiled harder when what she started to sound crazy, but it made sense to me, I knew exactly what she was saying and I felt my heart swell.

"Ali, you're crazy."

"Only for you babe." She winked and my stomach flipped.

"Ali stop, someone will hear us." After all, she was practically screaming just about 15 seconds ago.

But that didn't stop her. She removed my arms from her body and did a small spin, the ends of her skirt, lifted by the air, gave me a view of more of her legs. God she was so beautiful, I couldn't believe she was finally mine.

"Em, can't you tell by now that I don't care who hears me? I'm not afraid to everyone here that I love you, and I'm in love with you."

"Ali, okay, okay." I didn't know what was coming over her, it was like she was drunk, "Ali have you been drinking? You're barely this crazy when you're drunk."

She threw her head back in a small laugh, "Em, you're too easy! Of course I'm drunk! Drunk in looooooooove." She was practically screaming as she tried to belt out the part of the song Drunk In Love by Beyonce. I laughed so hard, she was so cute.

"Okay Ali," I said checking my phone, I've been gone nearly ten minutes, I have to go."

She pouted, "uh okay, I guess you're right. Well, since I got sent out of class, I'm going to drive to my house to drop off my car, pick me up after you get out for our 'not date'?"

"Sure babe." We walked out the bathroom and before I got too close to my classroom, she left me with a kiss, "see you later."

I watched her disappear around the corner to the main hall before getting back to class.

At the Movies….

"Em, I thought this wasn't a date?" Ali was really persistent about this whole 'not a date' thing. But seriously, I was just buying popcorn.

"Fine, we're not here on a date, then I won't buy the big popcorn and, and you can buy your own drink?" I wasn't sure how to make this not a date, so for a brief second I pretended I was here with Hanna. But that didn't help because Hanna would want to share a big popcorn…and a slushie…and chocolate candy. Okay then, Spencer...who would convince me not to even eat any popcorn because it probably wasn't popped fresh today and certainly wasn't worth the $8.50. Okay then fine Em, imagine I'm with Aria. Aria wouldn't mind what I decided and would pick the gummy fish. Great, Ali hates gummy fish.

I paid for a small popcorn and a water bottle and waited while Ali bought a Hershey's bar and a pink lemonade.

We walked into the theater and I wasn't surprised to find it empty, the guy in the front said no one starts to really show up until the evening and if they did, they'd be here for the new movies…which is exactly why I chose for Ali and I to sit in the back of the theater room showing an old black and white film.

I grabbed her hand and led her to the back of the small room, in the furthest isle from the screen and made sure to sit right in the middle, Ali tried to sit on the left of me but I wouldn't have it, not today.

"Em, but I always sit on this side. That way I can lay on you and you can feed me and you. C'mon we do it all the time on our couches that way." She pouted and I couldn't too much away.

"Ali, just not today okay? Can't we try something a little different?"

She made a face, thinking it over but finally gave in, taking the seat instead to my right. My right hand, my most dominant one. She would know soon enough why I wanted her there.

The movie started, I moved the arm rest between us and like the movies we watched at home, we sat as close as we could to one another. I looked around and found only a few more heads sitting in the theater with us, the closet one an older man about three rows ahead.

I waited until all the popcorn was gone and we finished our candies before I started to make 'my move.' I rubbed my hands against the top of my thighs in case any moisture had formed and placed my arm around Ali. Not in the let me yawn and make a move, but in the way I always did every time she was over, or spent the night.

Ali lifted her body slightly so my arm could wedge behind her back and around her shoulders. I brought her body even closer to mine and let my right hand find its way into her hair, massaging her scalp before removing my right hand and placing it under her chin. She was facing forward, trying to ignore me, but in her eyes I could tell she knew, plus she was smiling that smile again. So I forced her chin towards me, I leaned into her ear, "Ali, look at me."

She turned her head slowly and I moved in, closing the distance between us until our lips met. I kissed her softly at first and then removed my hand to start making small circles on Ali's thigh.

Alison's POV

It was weird for Em to ask me to sit on the right side of her, when at her house and mine, I always sat on the left so that her right hand was free to change the channel, or feed me with popcorn or snacks as I rested my head in her lap and her left hand stroked my arm or played with my hair, or simply rested on me. We could actually lay any way we wanted, as long as we were touching, but I started to understand why we switched 'sides' as soon as her hand started to make circles on my thigh with her right hand.

I couldn't resist anymore so I turned my face into Emily's neck and kissed her softly. I opened my eyes for a brief moment and watched hers slip close, both of us reveling against the feel our tongues swirling together in a dance for dominance. I pulled away and she moved to place her warm lips over the skin of my throat. I loved when Em was bold.

I watched her eyes scanned the theater before she turned her head back towards me. The nearest person was an older man about three rows ahead. But I'm sure Em wasn't worried about that guy catching us just kissing. Em lifted her hand to my flushed cheek and turned my head. She seemed nervous about something and instead of waiting for her to go on with what she had in mind, I leaned forward and captured her lips in a soft kiss.

She pulled away, with a nervous grin on her face, "Ali?"

"Yes, Em?"

She looked down at my legs, and I felt the heat of her gaze travel over my bare thighs, stopping at the hem and then they traveled farther up until our eyes met, "Ali there's been something that I've wanted to do, with you, for a while." She swallowed and stopped there. I didn't ask any questions, I loved when Em told me exactly what she wanted. Whether she was screaming it, moaning it into my mouth, or begging for it, her voice and the sound of her sexual commands sent me reeling. Unless this time, Em wanted to show me what she wanted, which I was fine with too.

Em leaned into my ear and placed her hand back on my thigh, "Ali, the reason I wanted to take you to the movies and to have you in this skirt is because…" her voice became lower and thick, raspy in my ear and I shuddered as she told me one of her fantasies.

My breathing became shallow, was she serious? My sweet Emily, she wasn't so sweet right now. And I couldn't love it more.

Em wasted no more time connecting our lips again. This time I moaned as I opened my mouth, granting Emily entrance. Her fingers pressed into my thigh, our kiss was soft, and then it became more heated. Instinctively I turned my body more towards Em as she pulled me closer. Any closer and I would've been sitting in her lap.

We kissed long and soft and deep, soon the movie was forgotten to us both.

Em decided it was time to take charge and I sat back into the chair, letting my girl have her way with me. I wouldn't tell her now, but this wasn't just Em's fantasy come true, it was mine too.

Em reached her left hand over and cupped my breast firmly in her hand, gently brushing her thumb over my already hardened nipple through my thin shirt. I felt her whimper softly into my mouth and then I worked to deepen the kiss laughing gently as I felt her fight back a smile. In the almost month that we've been together, we've become pretty good at recognizing what to do to make the other feel the best. In the weeks we've had together, we've become learned every plane of skin, moan and whimper we hand to offer. There wasn't one part of Emily that I hadn't touched or kissed and I couldn't think of any skin that went untouched by her either.

Em's fingers started their travels up my back and into my hair. She held me gently at first and then rougher, holding me captive against her sweet mouth, making me moan softly as she swept her tongue along the inside of my mouth in long, slow strokes. In response, my tongue tangled in hers and we stayed, tongues dancing until she moved to my neck, along my jaw and returned her lips back to mine, where they molded perfectly.

I sat there in the theater seat unable to think about anything other than the beautiful woman I got to call mine. And I let her keep going, not surprised when her hand slid down the length of my stomach, my stomach muscles quivered in response, and then her long fingers splayed out under my t-shirt, raking her nails over ,my skin first and then slowly gliding her fingers, caressing the soft skin of my stomach so lightly it was ghost-like. It tickled so I squirmed under her touch. The hand that was resting on my thigh clenched deeply into my awaiting flesh. Em was never really rough with me, but God I loved when I made love to her and left my mark…and I loved it when Em would grab me tighter, bite me harder or suck my skin in deeper into her mouth, leaving her marks on me.

Em's fingers son traveled up higher on my leg and slipped under the fabric of my skirt. She ran her hand over the tops of my thighs and then slipped them further up and down to my inner thighs, rubbing the flat of her palm into my skin and applying pressure so hard and delicious that my body shook and bounced up out of my seat. I placed my hands on either one of my thighs and held them for support. I could feel the heat between my legs pooling already and I bet Em could feel that heat burning into her skin by now. She crawled her fingers farther along my leg, the fabric of my skirt rising up and revealing more of my skin as she went. Em stopped when she reached my scar on my leg, one ugly gash that even scar cream wasn't helping go away.

She ran her fingers lightly over the length of it, and I looked down. The light of the screen cast a shadow over it and I could see the rough edges, standing out against my smooth whiter skin. I sucked in a breath when she traced over it even lighter and that's when she tilted her head up and moved to my ear. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" Her voice was low and raspy with desire but that didn't stop the love that poured out of her words from reaching my core. I blushed deeply and was glad the room was dimly lit so didn't have to see me. I would never know what I looked liked in Emily's eyes, but she always gave me glimpses and that gave me hope that we would last for a long time.

I sighed deeply and brought her face to mine for another kiss. And with practiced ease Em slid her hand up to reach the edge of my underwear and she started slipping her fingers under the waistband before my brain could even catch up with what she was doing.

As her long fingers dipped into the front of my panties, my skirt resting in folds at the base of my hips, Emily pulled her mouth away, and moaned lightly "Alison." She whispered against my mouth and both of my cheeks and I closed my eyes and felt as her lips traveled to my ear. The sound of my full name on her lips thrilled me.

She breathed my ear and my eyes stayed closed as her fingers moved lower, her fingertips sliding down to find my needy flesh, hot and wet. Em flicked her fingertip against my clit and my body felt like it ignited from within. My body jerked softly and she used the opportunity to push my thighs open wider.

"God, you're already so wet, Ali," Em moaned as she bit down over my earlobe, "I've been wanting to do this for a long time now."

My breathing was already becoming ragged and heavy so I barely managed to speak, "so then do it already," I encouraged and that's all Em needed to hear. She started to rub her forefinger in circular motions against my clit, applying more pressure with each circle; I reached down between my legs and grabbed her wrist tightly in my hand. I could hear my wetness against her hands and instead of being even the slightest bit embarrassed, I was turned on even more. Em had barely even touched me and already I was dripping for her. "Emily, don't stop." It sounded like a plead but Emily didn't have the strength to do anything else but nod and increase her speed over me. It felt so good to have my sweet Emily doing something so naughty for a change, and in public. The thrill of maybe getting caught sat at the back of my mind and only added to the pleasure I was feeling. I tilted my hips up and off the seat to rock them gently against her fingers.

"Mmm," Em started to purr softly as her tongue swirled soft circles beneath my ear, at the top of my neck, at the corners of my mouth and over my shoulder, "You feel so good beneath my fingers, Ali." I turned my face and captured those pink lips in a bruising kiss. Soon it was Em trying desperately not to moan long and low into my mouth. I could tell because her teeth sank low into my bottom lip.

When she released it I whispered in her ear, "Don't I always?" We shared a smirk and that was all the answer I needed.

Em's fingers circled my clit, around the outside and then back to the tip, gently alternating between flicking and stroking. My mind was becoming a mess and I wanted so badly to cry out her name. But getting caught would mean this would have to end and there was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. It was both of our fantasies so I would make sure by the time we left this room, it was fulfilled.

My hand was still gripped tight over her wrist and I could feel the muscles in her arm contract as her finger worked over my clit. I lifted my hand to her cheek again. And when she finally tore her gaze away from between my legs, I brushed my lips against hers, "Em," I pleaded softly. "I need more."

"Your wish is my command," was all she replied, breathing the words heavily into my mouth as she pushed her hand deeper into my panties, her fingers sliding lower, to my hot entrance. She pressed her thumb against my throbbing clit as first one, then a second finger, slipped into my heat. I hissed at the filling sensation her fingers had inside my walls and I let my head fall back against the carpeted wall behind me, gasping as her fingers finally plunged inside me. I couldn't control to hold she had over my body as my hips began to rock in tandem with Emily's thrusts, allowing her fingers to slip in deeper, sliding in and out, in and dragging back out in a tantalizingly slow rhythm.

I watched Em lift her head to watch me. We loved watching each other's faces when we both got so lost in pleasure like this. I the way we please each other left of us both in love with the way we would abandon everything around us. Ignore everything but each other, forgetting all of our senses, except the way we touched. Her touch was the second best thing this universe could ever give me, her love was the first. I sat back with my head thrown into the wall, biting my lip to silence the moans that wanted so badly to escape and my grip on my own thighs tightened until my nails were digging into my skin, threatening to break the skin, but it was worth it. My breathing shallowed and I let my mind go blank as everything except where and how Em touched me fell away.

"Yeah, baby," I whispered softly against the corner of Emily's mouth. "Keep going, please."

"Ali," Emily gasped when I squeezed my thighs together, trapping her hand and stilling her movements. I nodded in her direction in apology and spread them again, slowly, allowing Em to pick up her previous pace.

It wasn't enough, I wanted so badly to come so I latched my hand around her wrist yet again, pushing down, urging her to slip her fingers deeper, press against my flesh harder. I bit into the flesh of my lower lip when she obliged, I had to keep quiet or I knew Em would stop. All I cared about was releasing myself over her and making Emily's fantasy (and mine) come true. Em turned her face back and leaned closer to me, watching me intently as I held my lip between my teeth and her fingers plunged faster and deeper, her thumb pressing and rolling against my clit. I was nearly there and I finally gasped, my thighs shaking as she felt my orgasm crash around her, starting low and deep, until I was panting for air. She turned her face captured what little breath I had in her mouth. I moaned into her wet lips. I could feel my walls pulsing around her fingers. Em expertly swallowed all of my soft moans and whimpers. I could only tighten my thighs around her hand yet again hand and buck my hips forward into her, riding out the very last waves of my orgasm.

She kept pumping her fingers and rolling my clit between her fingers, pinching lightly and tugging on my swollen nub until I had to pull my lips from hers. "Okay Em, I- I don't think I can handle more, not right now." It was the first time I asked Em to stop, I always wanted more from her, but this time, my skin was so sensitive, I was almost 100% positive that if she kept touching me, everyone in the whole theater would hear me. She slowly pulled her fingers away, my body still convulsing softly.

She must have known how sensitive I would be because she pulled away and started pressing soft, soothing kisses against my ear and all along my neck, resting her hot hand above my stomach. I was still breathing deep, panting softly when Em brought her lips to the inner curve at the nap of my neck. "Hey," she smirked at me.

I said hey back and smiled. She returned the smile and almost timidly met my eyes, "I've um, I've always wanted to…to do that with you," she admitted, shy at first but then the amused self-satisfaction in her voice came out loud and clear.

"God, Em, I fall harder and deeper in love you more and more every day, is that even possible?'" Emily sighed as she let her eyes roam over my face. We were both beaming.

"Yeah, it's possible, because it happens to me to."

"you fall in love with yourself every day?" I teased.

She shot me a look and in the dark I could tell exactly what look it was. I put my hands up, mimicking surrender.

She leaned in to nuzzle her nose against my neck, then she moved to my ear. "You're so beautiful when you're falling apart under my touch."

I didn't know why, but soon I was bubbling with a small laugh, "I guess I know why you wanted me to wear this skirt so bad. You could've have done what you did if I kept my jeans on."

She smirked and rolled her lip between her teeth, "oh I still would've done it." I swallowed, realizing that she wasn't joking on that part, "the skirt just made it easier, babe." Emily shifted and turned to face me in my seat and as the movie ended and the credits began to roll, she winked at me and held her hand out, "C'mon love, let's go home." I was shocked when I met her brown eyes, still dark with desire; it looks like I was barely getting a taste Emily's list of fantasies.

Emily's POV

Ali and I walked out of the theater hand in hand. The guy standing at the door asked pleasantly, "how did you ladies enjoy the movie?" I opened my mouth to speak but Ali beat me to it.

"Oh, I loved it, I think it was worth seeing again, isn't that right babe?" Ali asked as she faced me with a small wink and a devious little smirk.

"Oh definitely." And we walked for the theater to my car and the whole drive to my house all I could think was damn, I loved this girl.

That Friday…Their Anniversary

Hanna's POV

"Hanna, can you guys pleeeease do this for me? I want to really surprise her tonight…well that's if she doesn't surprise me first." Emily's voice rang through from the other end of the line and she sounded frantic and in a hurry.

"Em, will you please calm down? Am I your best friend or not?"

I could hear the background noise stop and smiled when I heard her sigh, "Yes, Hanna, you are."

"Then," I piped up, "trust me. I'll get it done, and no worries, I'll have Spence and Aria with me too."

And just like clockwork my other two brunette friends walked in my room.

"Ooo, is that Em?" Aria asked, climbing her smaller body onto my bed.

"Yeah, Han, if it's her put her on speaker."

I did as asked and as soon as I set the phone down on my bed, both Aria and Spencer said hi to Em.

"Oh great, you guys are all really there." Emily sighed again and I feigned a hurt voice, "ouch, so you didn't think I could do this on my own?"

We heard Em's laughter from the phone and she reassured me, "no, I know you could but I feel better with Spencer and Aria there. One, because I know Aria will make sure it stays how I envisioned and Spencer will make sure you don't try and rent us a stripper pole for the night."

"Hey," I defended, "I mentioned it once as a joke okay? When will you let it go Em, gosh? And besides, Ali didn't seem to mind."

I laughed when Spencer choked back a cough of surprise, and that's when Aria cut in "oookaay, well, enough of that. Em, when did you want us over?"

Emily hummed on the other line, thinking, "Umm, well I left Hanna with a spare key…Oh! Which reminds me, will one of you hold on to that too?"

I rolled my eyes as Spencer held her hand out in front of me. I should have been offended but I would probably lose them or leave them here and waste time coming back to get them.

"You know Em, I don't even know why you need me to help then." I was only teasing but I knew Em would try and make me feel better. That's Emily, she had the biggest heart I'd ever known but between the two of us, our heart to hearts were sometimes so funny.

"Oh shutup Hanna, of course I need you, you're the one who helped me pick out the um…well you know." Em's voice fell short and I realized the other girls, let alone Ali, didn't know that Em and I had driven a few minutes out of town to a nice little French lingerie shop to pick out a nice ensemble for Em to surprise Ali with.

"Pick out what exactly?" Spencer crossed her arms, tucked her chin into her neck and looked at me through those brown eyes that searched me for answers. She could be quite intimidating, but seriously Spence? She was wearing a navy blue knitted sweater with a fox on it, a clip was pulling her hair over to one side and her light brown pants were rolled up a few times to reveal her little ankles. She looked like an oversized third grader, but I could only feel love for my friend, all of them. In the end, well besides my mom, they were all I had.

"Um, nothing," I had to save Em, because even through the phone she wasn't a very good liar. "I just went with Em to the store to pick out the flowers and the pictures she wanted to print from her phone."

I think Spencer believed me, and I would've told her but even though we were all the same age, Spence was like the big sister of us all, so when it came to our…Em's sex life, she was on a need to know basis, as in she didn't need to know about any of it.

"Yeah, and back to what I was saying, Ali should be here soon, our dinner reservation is at six…so um, I'm not sure. Maybe go over to my house at 7? Or is that too soon? I have no idea when we're getting back. I have everything pretty much set up, don't move anything out of place please, I just need for the…" Em was rambling and I know it was the nerves.

"Em, Em please," I tried, "would you calm down? We won't forget and I swear we will be gone in enough time; what's that saying say…out of sight of your mind before you guys get back okay?"

She didn't answer me, instead she started laughing, her giggles muffled in the speaker, "what now?" I looked to Spencer who was snickering softly and Aria sitting with a grin on her face.

"Hanna, it's out of sight, out of mind." Spencer corrected me.

I laughed softly in realization but mainly rolled my eyes at everyone, even Emily, my nervous best friend, probably walking back and forth in her room, fixing every strand of hair and smudge of lipstick into perfection for Ali, who was my other crazy best friend, probably doing the same thing.

"You know what guys, whatever. Potato, tomato okay? Em we'll text you when we're done at your house okay? Now bye, finish getting ready and have fun tonight."

Spence and Aria chimed in their goodbyes too before I picked up the phone and pressed end, "is anyone else hungry?"

Emily's POV

After my phone call with Hanna and the girls I tried to do as she said and finish getting ready, but nothing I put on seemed right. Ali didn't tell me much about where we were going, or what we were doing, so with every outfit and dress I tried on, I found a reason why it wouldn't be appropriate to wear. I checked my phone and I nearly had a panic attack when I seen it was already 5:20, Ali would be here in 10 minutes, and I didn't want to let her in the house, I needed to be ready and waiting just outside my door when she got here.

Like clockwork, just as I was about to put my phone down, Ali called me. I paced back and forth and picked up on the second ring.

"Hey babe, I'm just leaving my house, you ready?" her voice made my stomach do a little flip, I know I had just seen her at school, but I missed her so much already. I chewed my lip for a while before answering, "Uh, yeah, yeah of course I'm ready, I'm just you know, looking for my…lipgloss."

I stopped pacing in my room, and stopped in front of my mirror when I realized I was still in my bra and panties, the set Hanna had helped my pick out. I was nervous about this too, what if Ali didn't like it?

"Em, hellooo, Em, are you listening?" Ali's voice cut through my thoughts.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm listening."

"Liar, haha Em, I bet you're not even dressed. You're probably still deciding what to wear, am I right?"

I groaned because it was true. "Ali, you didn't even tell me we're going, I know we're having dinner, but what about if you planned something different…I didn't want to be dressed up too much, or dressed down…"

"Woah, easy there, babe, it's just a date, me and you, good food and maybe a short walk okay? I have a surprise for you too; it's under your bed. Wear that with your short heels and meet me outside in five. I love you."

I was still shocked with what Ali had told me to do that I didn't even have time to say I love you back to her. So I hung up my phone and went to pull out this box underneath my bed. When the hell did she put it there? I plopped in on my bed and threw the lid off in a hurry to be dressed and ready for her in 5 minutes. I looked down and seen it was brand new black dress from a small boutique Ali and I had passed when we drove out of town a few weeks ago.

I would get her back for this because we both agreed that we wouldn't be buying gifts for one another, and this was breaking the rules. I slipped it on and was even more surprised to find how well fitting it was…it almost fit a little too well. The neckline plunged down between my breast, far enough that my mom wouldn't let me leave the house is she had seen me, the waist was tapered in, showing off my hips and on the left side, there was a long opening, revealing the majority of my leg, especially when I walked. I envisioned Ali when she picked this out, knowing exactly how I might look in this.

I sighed and smiled, blushing at the thought that Ali was still thinking about me that way, even when she went dress shopping for me. Dress shopping, hmm, I hoped that we would be doing that soon too. I had a few requests to make of my own that I'm sure Ali wouldn't mind.

Alison's POV

I got to Em's house in record time, I was anxious to see her in the little number I had picked out for her a while back. I knew this day was coming and just like our trip one month ago, I had planned most of everything, I wanted it to be perfect, after all, Emily Fields deserved the best of everything, and that's what I planned on giving her. That didn't stop my heart from picking up pace, beating what felt like fives faster than normal. I knew one thing was for sure, I loved Emily and if I was still this so in love and nervous about her, I couldn't wait to wake up one day, hopefully with years of being together behind us and celebrate yet another anniversary of our love. I only had to make sure Em stayed in love with me.

I pulled up next to her house on the sidewalk and didn't even have to send her a text about me being outside. I looked up to her doorway and there she was, with her back to me as she was locking her front door. I rolled down the window and grinned widely as our eyes met and she made her way to the passenger seat beside me, I mentally patted myself on the back for picking out that dress. I imagined the way it would look on Em when I bought it, but my imagination was crap compared to what was actually here in front of me. We shared a long look as she climbed into my car. She timidly bushed a long strand of her hair behind her ear and I smirked at her, watching her leg reveal itself through the slit in her dress as she slid her body into the seat.

"Damn, you look good Em."

She blushed and took her turn looking me over. I wore a dark blue dress, I knew blue was Em's favorite color and to be completely honest; I didn't look that bad in it. Her warm brown eyes, so loving and caring and soft turned a shade darker as she allowed her eyes to roam over me. I shifted in my seat a little uncomfortably, "Em, you know if you keep looking at me like that, we're never going to make to our reservation."

She reached across the center console and rested her hand on my hip, sliding it up and over to trail her fingertips between my breasts. My breath hitched and involuntarily I released a moan. I felt her smile as her lips ghosted over my neck; her fingertip pushed my chin upwards, tilting my head back into the driver seat. She moved her lips to my ear and whispered in a low voice, "well then, that would be their lost then wouldn't it?" I gulped, surely she knew exactly where this would lead, and I could never resist a chance to lay in bed with Em, but my stomach growled and broke the silence. I opened my eyes wide when Em's body was no longer touching mine.

She sat herself back into the seat and buckled up, "well then, looks like we should feed you." She winked and faced forward. I smiled and laughed, turning the engine back on. She was an insufferable person sometimes, but she was my insufferable girlfriend, so I couldn't complain. I groaned one last time, imagining exactly what I would've done to her, right here in my car…but I guess that would have to wait until tonight.

"What was it you told me Em? Patience is a virtue?"

She looked at me, eyes that dared me to keep going. I didn't take it, "shutup and drive, Ali."

"Yes, m'am." I said like I was saluting a military officer. She playfully slapped my arm.

"You look good too babe. Just in case you were wondering, you know blue is my favorite, and it looks even better when it's on you."

Breathe Ali. I felt heat form in my stomach…this was going to be a long first date.

No One's POV

The girls drove for about 30 minutes, alternating between sharing the silence with interlocked hands, and singing at the top of their lungs to various songs on the radio until they finally reached a small town Em had never even been to before. Ali drove expertly through the streets, making Em believe she had been here before. Maybe Ali hid here before? She quickly shook the idea of Ali on the run and hiding so close to Em yet letting her believe she was dead for so long. Instead she stared quietly at the girl of her dreams.

Em watched as the muscles on Ali's arm tensed lightly when she gripped the wheel. Marveled in the way the street lights reflected light into her long blonde hair. She instead got lost in the glimpses of sea blue eyes and warmed herself at the thought of those heart shaped lips on hers again. Before Em could finish admiring all the little things about her girlfriend that made her smile, Ali began to slow down and pull into a small parking lot next to an even smaller restaurant. Ali quickly parked and cut the engine, turning to Em.

"Okay babe, before we go in, I have some ground rules." Ali took a deep breath and reached to hold Emily's hands in her own.

Emily looked confused but let Ali continue. "Okay, so I have been to this town before, and I went into this restaurant before." Emily tensed her hands wrapped in Alison's and Ali could already read her mind. "I came her alone Em, I wanted to bring you here for a while now and I had to check out the menu first and make sure everything felt just right. I made the reservation in person too so…."

Emily wasn't getting what the ground rules were yet. "Ali, you said there were ground rules?"

Ali simply laughed lightly, "Yes some general rules, so I'm paying for dinner, no ifs, ands, or buts."

"No Ali, you can't I worked a few extra shifts last week, I can handle it, you already bought this dress, which by the way, breaks our rules and…"

Ali smiled widely and put a single finger to Em's lips, "I said no Em, I already have it taken care of."

Em sat back and pouted, "are you ever going to let me pay you back?"

Ali smirked and kissed Em's cheek and pulled away, but not before whispering, "oh, you will pay me back Em, just wait." She winked and that made Em think of all the ways Ali made her pay her back. She swallowed and looked at her dress, with the long slit on the side and thought back to a few days ago at the movie theaters. All she could think was oh shit, I'm in trouble. The thought must have translated to her face because Ali just laughed at her girlfriend's face and nodded knowingly.

"Another ground rule." Em sighed and waited, "you have to dance with me."

Em sat back and wondered why Ali wanted to dance with her. "Ali but it's a restaurant, don't you think…"

"Shh, babe, you worry too much, people get up and dance in restaurant's all the time. Besides, this is one of those restaurants where the middle of the floor is cleared just for that reason. So, you and me, we are dancing."

"Or what Ali?" Emily challenged and knew she shouldn't have because Ali pulled away and crossed her arms over her chest. Em knew exactly what that meant and although neither girl could pull off and no sex threat, Ali looked pretty serious. "okay, okay Ali, I'll dance with you. But only to one song."

Ali smiled and slowly turned to Em, "three songs or else I won't let you spend the night."

Em was a little shocked that Ali would keep her from her but she groaned and finally agreed, "you're insufferable you know that right?"

Ali laughed. Yeah, they were definitely meant to be together.

"Yeah, I've thought that about you too, now can we please go eat? I'm starved."

With that, the girls unbuckled and walked hand in hand into the small restaurant with a name Emily still didn't quite catch.

Emily's POV

Ali walked in and greeted the host with a bright smile and with a small show of her ID we were lead to the back of the restaurant. As we walked I sensed exactly what kind of food we would be eating: French. My stomach knotted up and butterflies flitted around against my insides. My mind flashed back to when Ali and I had a conversation about Paris and going away forever there. I wondered if she had remembered too. I could smell fresh baked bread and desserts and the centerpiece of almost every table were small white flowers and a miniature statue of the Eiffel Tower.

She really did choose the best spot for us to have dinner.

Soon we were led to the back of the restaurant and out a door to the side labeled 'privé.' I was never that good in French, but I knew enough to know that that translated into private. We walked through the doors and I found myself on the boards of a small deck-like balcony overlooking what looked like an imitation of French Riviera, it was absolutely breath-taking. The balcony was dimly lit, little lanterns hanging above the tables and all along the overhang was little white lights, like Christmas lights, and like Ali promised there was a big opening where it looked perfect for dancing. My chest swelled, my heart warming and filling itself more and more with love for Ali, who was staring at me, beaming, a sparkle in her eye, watching me taking it all in.

The waiter sat us at a small table covered in a white tablecloth. Atop it was a small Eiffel Tower, white flowers in a small vase and in a basket was the best smelling bread my nose had ever been blessed to smell. He smiled and set down the menus. "Madame," he said in a heavy French accent t in my direction, bowing his head. He looked at Ali and greeted her by grabbing her hand and kissing the top of it, "Ah, Miss DiLaurentis, so very nice to see you again. The chef sends his hello's and wants you to know he will be personally preparing and bringing out your food. I hope you and you're beautiful girlfriend enjoy your night, and if there is anything else you might need, please let me know."

I eyed the waiter as his lips kissed Ali's hand but calmed down as I realized it was a formality, just something he would do to anyone he had met before. Soon he left when Ali dismissed him and that left Ali and I and one other couple at the far end of the deck alone.

"Ali, this is ridiculously fancy. How are you even affording this? I'm just going to order a small salad and maybe more bread."

"Em, don't worry about it okay?"

"Don't worry about it? Ali, are you kidding me? This is probably gonna cost a fortune, I'm helping pay for this."

Ali laughed at my rambling, "Hey, calm down, it's actually all on the house okay?"

I was stunned, wondering what Ali had done to get us free food. She sensed my thoughts and reached across the table and held my hands in hers, running her thumb across the tops of them. She sighed heavily and met my searching eyes, smiling. "Long story short, because I know you'll keep asking, I met the chef's daughter and I gave her a make-over because she was feeling miserable, now she's happier than ever and to pay me back the chef said he'd pay for dinner when I decided to eat here.

Hmm, seemed convincing, like something Ali would do, and besides, why would she lie now? "okay, so one good old fashioned confidence booster and now we're eating free dinner?"

"Yeah, Em, just trust me okay?"

"I do, I do."

She laughed and released my hands, sitting back into the chair. "Good, now let's eat; I'm sure everything hear is amazing.

And it was, everything starting from the moment I walked in with Ali in my hand was absolutely amazing. We spent a while deciding what to eat. I finally decided on having (well after a basket of bread to myself) Poulet à la bretonne, which after a discussion with Adrien, our waiter, I found out was a dish whose traditional home was Brittany and it was Brittany cider chicken simmered with navy beans, beets, and my favorite, bacon, in apple cider. It was amazing, the best dish I had probably ever had.

Ali ordered a soupe à l'oignon, an onion soup based on meat stock, often served gratinéened with cheese on top. The chef did come out and serve us, thanking her again for making his daughter happier and left us with hugs and kisses on our hands. I stared at Ali, loving her even more when I found out that his daughter was only 8 years old. She had become sad when her mother passed and Ali recounted the story saying how she spent a few days with the little girl, taking her shopping for a new outfit and dong her hair in little braids and bows. I had never seen Ali with children, so as she spoke, my mind became lost in the thought of little blonde girls, just as beautiful running around into Ali's arms, calling her-

"Babe, how's your food?"

I snapped up and realized the chef had left, leaving Ali and I to eat. "Huh, oh yeah it's amazing, thank you. How is yours?"

She said it was good, but that didn't stop our little fork battle she tried to have with me over my plate. In the end I gave in and couldn't resist the urge to feed her myself. My eyes dropped to her exposed chest when she moaned gently into my fork. She opened her eyes to me ogling her and laughed.

The rest of the night continued that way. Playful and teasing and we recounted the funny moments we had had in the past month and we exchanged funny stories about Hanna in the past week and it was perfect. Talking to my girlfriend, my drop dead gorgeous girlfriend and eating amazing food and soon the night pressed on, the last rays of the sun, getting swallowed my darkness. Our plates were taken away and surprising we had room for dessert.

Adrien brought out a plate full of chocolate covered strawberries and another with sweet crêpes and left us to it. "Enjoy ladies; your bill has been taken care of and enjoy the rest of your night."

After thanking him, Ali and I fought over the crêpes until they were gone and when all that was left was the strawberries, Ali and called for a truce and settled on feeding each other the strawberries one by one. She dared to suck my fingers into her mouth and roll her tongue over them, cleaning any chocolate or strawberry left. I swallowed and knew that to her my eyes were becoming lidded with desire. I could feel my body heat rise in temperature and I started to feel the tightening of the muscles in my stomach. Ali knew exactly what it was doing to me so when she fed me a smaller strawberry I returned the favor and savored the taste of her sweet skin mixed with the sensation of the dessert. Ali's eyes dropped to my mouth and I mimicked her yet again and swirled my tongue over her fingers, humming so she would feel the vibrations over her hand.

I smirked and released her fingers when she started to bite her lip. With her hand in mine, I kissed each one of her fingertips. Ali's eyes fluttered before she shut them and reveled in my mouth on her skin. I tempted to cut the night the short and take her home and do what we had though about periodically through the night, but tonight was way too romantic to rush through it, I wanted to spend every second one night would allow with her and the way we had both planned.

Ali watched my face for a while and we sat in the silence. That was another great thing that we had developed over the past month: we didn't need to talk all the time, the silence between us had become comfortable enough to just sit and take in the pleasure of one another's company.

Time seemed to slow when I was with Ali and it was crazier because when I finally looked up and away from her, and us, I realized time was still moving, not faster or slower, just at its constant rate, the way it always does. If I could have but one superpower, tonight it would be to control time, I'd spend the next hours, days and years of my life with Ali right beside me, while the rest of the world waited for us to stop having so much fun…but that would never happen. If I had the power to, I would freeze time and spend forever and a day living a carefree life with her.

But I didn't have that superpower, and soon time would catch up with me and the two of us would have to face some very tough decisions. We would have to talk about them because the longer I waited to talk about this summer and college the harder it would be to accept the facts. Maybe I was a coward for pushing it away, maybe I was just too scared. I had just gotten Ali, I didn't want college to separate us again.

I may not have had superpowers, but the way Ali could read me and sense my change in mood was nothing short of her own kind of superpower. She reached across the table searching for my hands and I moved them from my lap to rest in hers.

"Emily, stop it."

I scrunched my eyebrows and looked into her eyes questioningly.

"You're thinking too hard. It's our anniversary, whatever you're thinking about we will talk about, but not tonight okay?"

I sighed and let a small smile creep over my face, "okay."

"Good, now c'mon, we're not done, if I'm correct, you still owe me a few dances." She stood, fixed her dress and sashayed over to where I was, still sitting, admiring the curve of her hips and her own plunging neckline. Our dresses were somewhat similar and I didn't mind, not one bit. I reached up to wrap my slender fingers in her hands and let her lead me to the center of the balcony, still dimly lit by the hanging lights.

No music was playing when we walked to the center, but as soon as Ali reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, soft romantic music started playing, no lyrics, just music first and I wrapped my arms around her waist and let our bodies sway in rhythm to the music playing. I looked around and found the other couple staring at us for a moment until they seen I had caught them. They didn't stare to judge or scrutinize, instead they smiled and nodded at one another, exchanging silent approvals of their own. Then they stood and started to dance too, except closer to their table, giving Ali and I the whole floor. I smiled when the woman looked at me.

The past month wasn't that easy for the two of us in public. Most of everyone knew I was gay, yet there were still people that shot us dirty looks and made remarks under their breath. I still got asked who was the guy, men complained that we were 'too hot to be gay' and of course I had the one mother drag her daughter away from the counter I was cleaning at work when Ali came in a surprised me with a kiss. There were always going to be those people, but I didn't care. Those, like the woman and her husband, understood love when they saw it. Love doesn't look like a guy and a girl, it doesn't even look like a guy and a guy or girl and a girl, love looks like two people totally wrapped up in each other, to care about the hell else was going on around them. And that's what Ali and I had displayed on several occasions. Although, Ali still was Ali and scared the shit out of some people, told off some guys and even Hanna threatened people if they kept judging us. Even Spencer and Aria told off Noel Kahn for asking if he could watch us make out. I loved my friends for that.

Ali rested her head against my chest and it brought me back to the here and now. I held her body against mine tighter and placed a kiss on the top of her head.

Our bodies swayed in small circles, we took turns spinning in one another's arms and we always ended in the same position, with Ali' body pressed firmly into mine, my arms wrapped around her, I never wanted to let her go.

"Ali?"

She didn't move her head from my chest, and I breathed in her scent, "yeah Em?"

"Thank you, for all of this, it's been amazing. Everything was just perfect."

"Em, you don't have to thank me, and don't say was, the night is far from over." She looked up then and let her hands untangle from my neck, sliding lower along to rest over the small of my back.

"Haha I don't doubt that babe."

She simply smiled again and rested her head back against me. I'm sure my three song requirement was up but we stayed there in silence again, letting the night air wrap around us, dancing in the notes of soft French lullabies, breathing deeply the feel of each other and letting our hearts beat against each other's chests. We were dancing away part of the night, transfixed in our own portion of forever. Soon Ali pulled her head back; my eyes met hers, two blue orbs, shining from the soft overhead lights. I imagined they would look even better had the light been coming from the moon. She met mine with a smile, "Em you look really good in your dress."

"Why thank you," I said trying not to blush too deeply. Not blushing at all was just out of the question.

She laughed and I felt it against my stomach, warm and sweet. "I love how I can still make you blush too. God, you're so beautiful, it's almost not even fair to the rest of the world that only the shithole of Rosewood has had the privilege to lay its eyes on you."

"Ali, stop it, you sound ridiculous, you're the one everyone thinks is beautiful. You are to me."

"Em, stop, you're gorgeous and even more so because you don't even know it. I love how you look all the time. When you wake up and you have a little drool on the corner of your mouth and your hair is standing up taller on one side than the other."

"Ew Ali no, stop please, don't remind me." I was almost embarrassed that she had to see me like that every time she stayed over. I usually tried to wake up before her and fix my face but the morning Ali caught she came to the conclusion that love was love. Love was double chins and mom jean days, love was drool and the snoring in bed, it was the sweat on hot days and all the ugliness that came on other days. And I agreed…well after she tackled me and tickled me until I did.

"No, I'm serious Em, you always look good to me, but especially tonight. I love your hair like that, the way it falls on the side of your neck," she trailed her hands over my neck, "and down your shoulders and back." Her fingertips trailed between my shoulder blades and I shuddered.

"You know Em, we are surrounded by all of these lies, all of the time, and people who talk too much and don't understand, but you, you're the truth, and you have the kind of look in your eyes as if no one really knows anything but us. It's just another reason I love you."

"Ali," I started but stopped. I didn't have much else to say, I was speechless. I knew exactly what she meant, and she was right. For the past few years there have been so many lies and people walking around like they had any clue about what was going on, and now with A gone, there were still people judging the five of us and even just me and Ali like they had even the slightest idea of what had happened, or what was happening between us now. But I didn't care and neither did Ali. They could make up all the stories about us all they wanted, because the truth was here in my arms, the truth was that we loved each other. Period.

"It's okay Em, you don't have to say anything, I just want you to know it's enough for me, all that you are is all that I'll ever need." My heart skipped a beat and I brought my mouth to hers in a sweet kiss, deepened when she slid her hand into my hair and pushed our mouths deeper into each other, our lips melding into one. I pulled away, aware that the other couple was still amidst our company.

I rubbed my nose against hers and she giggled, "God Ali, if only you knew."

"Knew what?"

I smirked "That I'm so in love, that I've been for years and every moment I spend with you I just keep falling harder."

She leaned up to my ear and whispered, "It's okay to fall. Fall Em, fall hard, and fall into me. Fall with me. We'll fall together and if there's ever a bottom that we reach, then we'll both be there, catching each other, or hitting the bottom with our arms wrapped around one another."

I breathed deeply; Ali was a artist with her words. She painted pictures in my mind with colors only her voice could produce. I kissed her on the mouth again, this time letting her tongue swirl into my mouth in a dance for dominance, until I let her take over. I released a small moan and felt Ali's full lips curve into a smile against my lips. We stopped to catch our breath, still standing in the middle of the balcony, still letting the music float in the air around us. Our bodies still swayed with the music and when Ali's body was the only thing between me and the light of the moon behind her, I stopped and stilled her body by placing my hands on her hips.

"Em, why'd you stop?"

"Because, you look so beautiful in this light. Your silhouette over me, the light barely shining through the strands of your hair, the way the moonlight brings out the blue in your eyes, looking into them is like looking into the ocean."

She smiled and I seen her cheeks turn a very faint shade of red. She tucked her hair behind one ear and said to me, "well then it's a good thing you can swim."

"Yeah, but I wouldn't mind drowning in them you know, get lost in you forever."

She took my hands in both of hers and let our fingers lock, "but you wouldn't drown, and you wouldn't get lost."

"Yeah, why are you so sure?"

"Because…you're my mermaid. You can't."

I smiled, I loved that Ali had a special nickname just for me.

"Then it looks like we belong together forever Ali, I can't be a mermaid without an ocean, now can I?"

"No I guess you can't, but I need you too you know. Without a mermaid, an ocean is just a mess, a huge body of water that everyone would be afraid to get lost in, but a mermaid makes the ocean better. More desirable, less scary I guess. Like you, you make me a better me, and I never want to lose that…or you."

"Hey, don't talk like that. You won't okay? I promise." I ran my hands over the length of her arms, without my arms wrapped around them like before, they felt cold, "c'mon, as much as I love this, I have a surprise of my own for you."

"Em, it better not be a gift. The dress wasn't even technically a gift bec-"

"Shush, Ali, it's not, let's just go back to my house okay?"

Alison's POV

Well it looks like I wouldn't be paying Em back for the movie scene tonight. After dinner, dessert and the dancing, the rest of the night seemed like it was going to go as she planned, which I was fine with, it took the pressure off of some things, especially since I think my dad would be home later tonight, that would cut our time short. But, since Em suggested her place, I guessed that Mrs. Fields wouldn't be home.

Once at her house, Em walked me to her door and put a blindfold on me.

"Ooo are you paying me back for our time back at the cabin Em?" I teased and she hushed me.

"No, not yet anyway, but if that's what you want to do with the blindfold later we can." She was playful in her tone, but the way she finished her words, low and deep in my ear sent chills down my spine, oh we would definitely be doing that later.

"Okay Ali, I'm going to go upstairs now, but count to 15 and then take the blindfold off okay?"

I sighed, "Em if you wanted to play hide and seek…"

"Ali," she groaned and I laughed, "okay go then I'll count. One, two, three…" I heard her heels being taken off and her feet pad towards the stairs and finally the sound of her steps were inaudible. I fogot what number I was on so I yelled "FIFTEEN! Ready or not Em, I'm gonna getcha." I laughed but when I ripped the blindfold off, I stopped.

What was in front of me wasn't funny at all; it was so incredibly cute and sexy. I smiled…the romance for tonight was far from over. In front of me was a trail of red and pink rose pedals starting from a pile of them around my feet and leading up the stairs, inevitably to Em's room. I took my heels off and dropped them to the floor beside me, noticing a single white rose in the pile of rose pedal, and attached to it by a string was a picture of Em and I from the first week we were together. A small sticky note was in the corner and in her handwriting was written, flip me over. I flipped the picture over and read more of what she had written, Ali, I borrowed your idea, well kind of. Play a game with me? Find all the pictures, they're some of my favorite moments of us this past month...well any I would dare to take a picture of and print;) Then find me. Kisses, Em.

I smiled and held the picture in my hand, I looked up and my eyes scanned the stairs, it was completely dark in her house, the stairs were lit by small tea lights, lining the sides and casting a faint light over the rose pedals. I walked towards them and found a picture of Em and I at the Brew, I was sitting in her lap, wiping the whipped cream from my drink onto her nose. I laughed, remembering it as if it was yesterday. I blew out the candles as I went, I had I feeling once I was in Em's room, I wouldn't be leaving any time soon. A few more steps and I picked up another picture, this one of me and Em sitting in a booth, her arm wrapped around me and my lips giving her a kiss on the cheek, at a pizza place with the girls. Hanna had half a pepperoni in her mouth, Spencer was looking at her like a disappointed mother and Aria was bubbly with laughter. I remembered we went there one night after some intense studying and Aria asking the guy at the table in front to snap a few pictures of us.

It was perfect and I laughed again, it felt good to remember that we all became so close again, so fast.

I continued to walk up the stairs and by the time I reached Em's room I had 8 pictures. I followed the path of rose pedals and lights to the foot of Em's bed and found one last picture, it was of me sleeping. I was in Em's bed, wearing her sweats and baggy t-shirt and the sheets were tangled around my legs. I looked like a hot mess but still in permanent marker she wrote in the corner of the picture my sleeping beauty. I smiled again, I guess Em and I were fictional Disney characters.

I called for her when I set the pile of pictures down. "Okay Em, come out now." In an instant I felt Em come behind me and wrap her arms around my waist and in my ear, "boo."

I spun in her arms and didn't waste another second before kissing her hungrily on the lips.

I reached behind my back and tried to unzip my dress but Em's lips detached from mine and her hands gripped my wrist, "not yet Ali. I have one more game to play with you."

"Ugh, Em, you and your games."

She raised an eyebrow at me and I sighed, "okay, okay what is it?"

"The pictures."

"Yeah, I love them, I got them all right?"

"Nine, including the first one right?" I had no idea what she was playing at.

"Yeah," I answered and then watched Em walk to the foot of the bed, shuffle through the pictures and set aside the very first one I had picked up. I followed her and stared at them.

"Okay, put these ones in order."

"What, Em, this is your game? Hmm I think, I'll take you up on that hide-and-seek offer. Go, go hide." I pretended to push her away and she only pushed me back playfully, "would you stop it…just put them in order okay? You'll see. Unless…you can't do it?" She was challenging me and I never backed down from one of Em's challenges. I huffed, "Okay fine."

I stood while Em was behind me, watching me arrange the pictures on her bed in the order of which they were taken. It took me about a minute and when I was done, I turned around, "there, you happy?"

She smirked and looked over my shoulder, "good, you got them right."

"Em, c'mon, what's this about?"

She grinned wider and swallowed. "Okay, now turn them over, but one at a time."

I cocked my head to the side. I hadn't think to flip any of the other pictures over after the first one so I was genuinely curious to see what puzzle Em had put together for me.

She stood beside me and watched my face.

I turned over the first picture and it read: Ali,

The next: will

The third: you

Fourth: go

My heart started to pound faster in my chest in anticipation, I turned all cards over and read the full message, "Ali, will you go to PROM with me?"

I smiled widely and felt my insides bounce with giddiness. I whipped my head to the side and when Em wasn't there I turned a full 180 and found her standing with two tickets to Prom in her hand. The theme was Parisian (hah figures) and in her hand was a single yellow rose, my favorite color. I stared at her for a few seconds, taking it all it, this perfect moment that I never wanted to forget.

"Ali, will you spend a 'Night in Paris' with me?" Em looked at me and wore a huge grin on her face.

I practically ran to her and kissed her hard on the lips, "yes!" I kissed her again and pulled away "yes!" One more time until Emily placed her hands on my hips, dropped the tickets to the floor and kissed me properly. I moaned into her moan and ran my hands over her chest, slipping my hand under the fabric to cup her breast. She bit down hard on my lip and started to guide my body towards her bed.

When my legs hit the edge, she spun me around, unzipped my dress and dragged it off of my body, leaving kisses in her wake. When I stepped out she moved her kisses to my ear, "Get on the bed." It was a command, not a suggestion or a question so I did as I was told and rolled onto my back. I looked up at Em, her eyes dark and lidded, her lips wet and plump and she reached behind her back and unzipped her dress, the shoulders fell and she caught the fabric against her chest to keep it from falling all the way off. Heat pooled between my legs and my own eyes fell to her chest. Her soft breasts held close to her body, and all I could think was having them against me, in my hands, in my mouth. I sat in my matching bra and panty set, wanting to take them off, but knowing I had more fun when Emily was the one to do that.

So I sat and waited, "I have one more surprise for you Ali. I went to a little French boutique with Hanna and well she helped me pick a little something out.

I moved in the bed, the throbbing between my thighs beating harder, the heat in my stomach getting hotter.

Em let the fabric fall and she revealed my little surprise: a dark red lace set that contrasted beautifully against her skin and pressed Em's breasts together deliciously, I thought it was just the dress' doing but now I seen the real reason and I couldn't wait to free her breasts from the fabric and feel her hardened nipples rub against mine. At the thought, my own nipples strained forward in my bra and I whimpered. I wasn't in any restraints, but my body was paralyzed by Em and I could only sit and squirm, waiting.

She let the rest of the dress fall and I bit my lip at the sight, damn she was too sexy. She finally crawled over me and laid her body firmly over mine, slipping a thigh between mine and kissing over my chest, I wrapped my hands over the side of her neck and in her hair and moaned loudly into her mouth.

"So, you like my surprises?"

"Yes, Em, I fuckin' love them, god I love your surprises."

She laughed against my body and my breath hitched when it caused her thigh to hit my center, hot and already wet, sensitive and awaiting her touch.

"Good, because I've got more for you tonight Ali."

"God," reached my hands to cup her breasts through the red fabric, "if I ever leave your bed, remind me to thank Hanna."

She smiled again and began her assault with her lips over every inch of my body. It felt like flicks of fire against my skin and soon I was whimpering under her.

"Alison," I shuddered and moaned, "I'm going to fuck you so good tonight." A wave of heat rushed to my core, I loved when Em cussed. I loved being the reason for her undoing and losing control enough to cuss. "Happy anniversary babe, I love you." Her breath was hot over my chest, moving lower, over my stomach until she was breathing hot over my center.

I could barely breath, I was so ready, "Happy Anniversary Em, I love you. Now please, just make love to me will you? I've been waiting all night."

She smirked and hooked her fingers into the waistband of my panties, "I thought you'd never ask."

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Hello everyone, so I hope you all enjoyed the second half of this chapter? Life sometimes gets in the way of me and writing this for you all, so I had to update in parts. But this was one hell of a chapter and I had sooo much fun writing their dinner scene. I left some things out and added things in some places, so please tell me how you all liked it, or not?

Anyways, I want to thank all of you for reading and especially everyone who reviewed, you left such great things and honestly it's comical if you were to watch me read these. I get an email of your reviews, follows, favorites and honestly my excitement/reaction is equivalent to a child ripping presents open on Christmas day…times 2. Lol, I jump up and down and squeal (true story, I have been caught by my friends and family) they really make my day and I appreciate every word…even the 'OMG please update' s. I love those too. Promise.

Responses to reviews:

Many commented that you like how playful I make Em and Ali, thank you; I love playful and teasing Emison. Also yes, I will include more of Em's fantasies, I'm glad you guys liked that; I hope I didn't ruin the movies for anyone? I thank Drea82581 for hoping my finals went well, they did! All A's but one C, I kicked my first semester of college's ass and I thank EsEm27 for loving all the detail I put into my writing and crediting me for my 'perfect portrayal of all the PLL's'. Honestly, I'm humbled at how great of a writer you think me to be, any of you. It's amazing and I love you all. To Fuzelz, I will update the Halloween story, I promise! I've just been focused on this, but I will have the second part up before Christmas. Now, Christmas, for any of you still reading my long rant here, I will have a special Emison story up and ready. Maybe 2? I love the smut and playfulness, but I was also thinking about the drama from the last episode but I'm not sure, only time will tell, just be on the look-out. ;)

Alrighty then, I'm going to go back and write Chapter 29 for you all. Again I hope you enjoyed reading and as always, drop a revieeeeeeew! Thanks, xoxo, Lina

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Chapter 29: Dresses and Three Tickets?