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Ali pushed a loose strand of her hair behind her ear, practically panting. Honestly, it had been too long since she last ran. She'd gotten lazy and focused on eating healthy rather than exercising, and now she was forcing herself as hard as she could to keep up with Emily.

"Are you sure you don't want me to slow down?" Emily asked again.

"I'm fine," Alison insisted, drawing a little behind the brunette again. As soon as she was behind Em, her eyes dropped down to her ass. She forced herself to look away, though, remembering Spencer teasing her about just that. Emily slowed down suddenly to a slow jogging pace. "Hey, I told you I'm fine."

"You don't sound fine," Emily informed her, smirking.

Alison rolled her eyes, but she was grateful for Emily slowing down. "I can't believe you do this every morning."

"It gets easier," Emily promised, chuckling.

"Ugh," Ali groaned. "Are we almost done?"

"You're the one who asked to come with me, remember?" Emily asked, still laughing at Ali, who tried her best to scowl. It was hard to be angry at Emily for laughing at her, though, because her laugh was so perfect.

"I remember," Ali grumbled.

Emily snatched Alison's hand. "Come on, we're almost back to the building." She started going fast again, pulling Ali with her. Ali groaned, but she was much happier now that Emily was holding her hand.

They finally got back to their apartment building, and Alison felt absolutely dead. She was about a hundred percent positive that she wouldn't be able to stand behind the counter at the Grille for her shift, because her legs were aching. "That was fun," Ali mumbled sarcastically.

"You asked for it," Emily reminded her, still holding her hand as they stopped outside the building.

Ali just rolled her eyes. "Let's go get some water before I die."

"Sure," Emily agreed, rolling her eyes right back at her. "It would be a tragedy if Alison DiLaurentis died."

"Don't pretend like you wouldn't miss me," Ali commanded, batting her eyelashes at Emily. Emily flashed her a smile.

"Don't worry, you know I'd miss you," Emily insisted, smiling sweetly as they headed into the elevator.

"So, do you want to use the shower first?" Ali asked. There was once a time that Alison would never allow someone to use her shower before her, but she would feel bad if she didn't at least offer. After all, Emily had pushed herself a lot harder than Ali had.

"No, you can use it first," Emily declined.

"Are you sure?"

"It's your shower," Emily reminded her, chuckling. Ali blushed and nodded. They got to their apartment doors.

"Well, you can grab your stuff and then come on over," Ali suggested, giving Emily a sweet smile. "I'll only be a few minutes."

"Alright. I'll be over in a few," Emily agreed. "Don't forget to drink water, or you'll even be more sore."

"Yes, ma'am," Ali answered with an eye roll. She gave Emily a quick peck on the lips and then they turned and went their separate ways.

EEE

Emily went into her apartment and checked to see if the water was working. It wasn't. She wasn't expecting it to be working again for a while, and she honestly didn't mind. The toilet worked, for whatever reason, but Emily got to go to Ali's every day to shower. It was great.

Emily grabbed a change of clothes and her shower necessities and then headed toward her door. Just before she left her apartment, though, her phone began to ring. Huffing, she pulled it out of her pocket and raised her eyebrows when she saw the contact. Paige.

She hadn't talked to Paige in months, not since they broke up. They hadn't broken up in the easiest way. Paige had been flirting with some other girl, and Emily caught her. The easiest way to put it would be to say that Emily said a few choice words, and they haven't really spoken since.

Blinking again, she hit the decline button. Taking a deep breath, she left her apartment and went over to Ali's apartment. As soon as she stepped over the threshold, her phone rang again. Paige, again. She hit decline once again before setting her stuff down on the counter in Ali's kitchen. She heard the water still running in the bathroom.

Her phone rang another time, and it was still Paige. Biting her lip nervously, she finally hit the answer button and held the phone up to her ear. "Emily?" she heard Paige's voice.

"What?" Emily asked, trying not to sound too harsh.

"H-how are you?"

"What do you want, Paige?" Emily demanded. She didn't want to make small talk with her.

"I wanted to catch up," came Paige's nervous voice.

"Yeah, I'm sure that's why you called me three times in a row. Seriously, do you need something? I'm busy," Emily lied, leaning against Ali's counter.

"I really... I really miss you, Em," Paige admitted. Emily squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep breath. She was about to blow her top. Paige was the one who had cheated on her.

"Don't call me that," Emily commanded. "Look, it's too late for whatever you have to say."

"Come on, won't you at least hear me out?" Paige asked.

"No, Paige, I won't hear you out," Emily snapped. Just as she said that, Alison walked out of her bathroom wearing just a towel. Emily's eyes widened when she saw her with just the towel. She was practically wearing nothing. The blonde gave her a curious look, like she was wondering who Emily was on the phone with.

"Please, Em... I still love you," Paige whispered, sounding she was going to cry. Emily dropped her gaze.

"It's too late for that, Paige," Emily told her. "I have to go." And without another word, she hung up.

"Paige?" Alison asked. "She's your ex, right?"

"Yeah. That was the first time I've talked to her since we broke up," Emily answered.

"What did she say?" Ali asked, her voice careful.

"A bunch of stuff that doesn't mean anything anymore," Emily answered. "It's fine. She won't call again. I'm gonna take my shower."

AAA

"Okay," Ali answered, looking Emily up and down carefully. Emily nodded and grabbed her stuff, heading into the bathroom.

Ali blinked. That was weird. Her eyes moved over to where Emily left her phone. What the hell did Paige say to her to make her talk to me like I wasn't even in the room? Ali considered calling Paige through Emily's phone, but she decided that Emily wouldn't really appreciate that. Sighing, she turned and headed into her bedroom to get dressed.

About ten minutes later, she was brushing out her hair and about to start doing her makeup when she heard Emily come out of the bathroom. She immediately turned around and saw Emily heading toward the front door. "Hey!" Ali called. "Are you leaving?"

Emily turned around and came to Alison's bedroom door. "Yeah. I have work in an hour."

"So you have to leave now?" Ali asked with a pout, hoping to cheer Emily up from whatever Paige said.

"I really just have to go," Emily answered. Alison furrowed her eyebrows and stood up.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Ali asked.

"Nothing," Emily answered.

Ali crossed her arms. "You can't do that."

"Do what?" Emily asked.

"Shrug me off like that," Ali answered. "Remember last night? You asked me to be your girlfriend, and I said yes. That's not the time you're supposed to stop telling me stuff."

Emily sighed. "I'm sorry, Ali, really. Paige really just surprised me and I'm just mad."

"What happened? When you and Paige broke up?" Ali asked, stepping forward and taking Emily's hands. Emily sighed at the contact, and Ali saw her relax a little bit. Good.

"I found her flirting with some girl off of campus," Emily answered. "I gave her a few minutes to explain, but it was all bullshit. I said some pretty horrible things to her, and then I left and I stopped talking to her. That's the first time she's called me since then."

"She sounds like a bitch," Ali said sympathetically.

Emily gave a weak chuckle. "Yeah." Ali pulled Emily closer to her.

"It's gonna be fine," she promised. "Like you said, she's not going to call you again." Emily nodded, and Alison leaned forward and gave her a sweet kiss.

"Thanks, Ali." Ali returned the thanks with a half smile.

"So, do you wanna stay a little longer?" Ali asked with a knowing smile.

Emily laughed. "Sure. Let me just go grab my makeup and I'll come back over and do it over here."

"Okay," Ali agreed, releasing Emily's hands.

As Ali sat back down at her vanity and Emily left the apartment to go grab her makeup, the blonde had a thought. If Paige was trying to get Emily back, would she really just give up after Emily told her off once? She quickly pushed the thought away. If she worried about it, then Emily would worry about it, and clearly, Emily worrying was not a good thing.

She looked at herself in the mirror and started her makeup. She wouldn't worry about it, because if Paige came after Emily, Ali would ruin her. Ali may not have known Emily for as long as Paige, but she was already falling head over heels for her. There was no way that she was going to let Paige wiggle her way back into Emily's life.

She said that over again in her head. I'm already falling head over heels for Emily.

Ali sighed and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked different. Happier maybe, and for good reason.

Go away Paige.

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