I got out of Emily's house as soon as I woke up. I remember about mostly everything. It was about 5 in the morning where I ran inside my house, also tiptoing up to my room to avoid my mother waking up. Emily and I had sex. Oh my god. Oh my god. I mentally slap myself and walk inside the bathroom, finding the light switch. My neck was hickey-free, which was a good thing.. But as I look further down to my reflection, I see dark purple marks all over my chest. I lift my shirt over my head and the first thing I see caused my jaw to drop, I'm not going to surprise if my jaw drops to the floor.
There are a line of hickeys going down to my belly button.. and lower.. I look down and take off my leggings. There are probably 2-3 hickeys on each of my thighs.
Last night was crazy.
I had an extra hour to sleep in before getting ready for school, but from what I just seen all over my body, it was a bit hard to fall asleep. Instead, I just lay down on my bed just staring at the darkness of the ceiling. I remember sitting on that bar stool, I remember the sexual tension surrounding us, I remember driving with my hand on her thigh on the way to her house, I remember her pushing me against the wall of her room, I remember her desperate hands and lips, I remember the sound of her moan as my lips dominated her neck.. I remember everything. Is it wrong to actually think that I enjoyed it? To sleep with my best friend, but is a female?
After over thinking and trying to memorize more of what happened last night, my alarm clock went off. The headache I had throbbed more as I got up on my feet. I know how to make my day easier.. Avoid Emily at all costs.
I had to make sure my chest area was covered, I even considered wearing one of my mom's turtle necks.. Gross. I had on a black harry potter shirt on that I took from Spencer's when we had a sleep over. I have my gray beanie and cardigan on with a pair of blue jeans. I know... I look such like a 'hipster' today, or someone that didn't get much sleep, which is true.
The bell rings for first period and right as I make my pass by the first hallway, someone on my right almost runs into me. I hear book falling and I turn to see Emily. My cheeks flush and I help pick her things up. "Here" I said, handing her the chemistry notebook she had dropped.
"Thanks" She takes it from my hands, accidentally touching my hands. My jaw clenches and I back my hands away. She had on a black scarf wrapped around her neck with a jean jacket.
I open my mouth and say, "Nice scarf-"
"Spencer's shirt?-"
We both say at the same time. "I should get to class" I said, walking away fast immediately. I make my way inside French class, taking my seat next to Spencer.
"Is that my shirt?" She asks
"Maybe" I said with my head down.
"Are you okay, Han?" Her voice sounded worried. No, I'm not okay, Spencer. I slept with our best friend!
"Yeah, I'm okay," I lie. I'm not even close to 'okay', my damn head hurts. "Just missed out on some sleep, that's all."
It's lunch time. Lunch time. Aka, the time of day where Spencer, Aria, Emily and I sit in same table everyday, laughing and talking. However I can't participate in that today. It feels too weird to be sitting in the same table as Emily right now. I should hang out with Lucas today? I make my way to the classroom where Lucas usually hangs out so I won't be near the awkwardness.
"Han!" The familiar voice of a certain small brunette calls my name. I turn around and see Aria, Spencer, andEmily. Emily's eyes wander around. I know what she's doing. She doesn't want to make eye contact. And I completely understand.
"Hey guys" I said. They walk towards me and I resist all the feelings that make me want to run away, because as Spencer and Aria walk towards me, Emily does.
"We were just about to get lunch. Come on" Spencer said.
Aria looks down at the shirt I was wearing and gives a confused expression, "You slept over Spencer's?" She asks.
"No, I just put on whatever I found that I stole from her house." I force a laugh. I look up to steal a glance at Emily, but I met her eyes.Well this is awkward. I look away as I soon as I could and gulped.
I walk beside Spencer and we make our way to the cafeteria.
"Hey that could be Han's shirt for all we know." Spencer said.
"Hanna? Harry Potter? Really?" Aria laughs, "We only know one dork in this group, Spence, and that's you"
Spencer glares at Aria and I look at Emily again. She was just staring at the floor as we walked.
As we got our food, we sat at our original table outside. While Aria was talking about Ezra and Spencer giving smart and sassy back comments, Emily was just on her phone. "He got ponies?" I laugh.
"What do you expect? He's a Fitzgerald" Aria said
"What do you mean?" I ask
"He came from a rich background" Spencer said. She looks at Emily, who was facing down at her phone. The scarf that was around her neck fell slightly enough to get a view of her neck. Her neck had trails of oval shaped hickeys..
(the night)
Right as we practically kicked her room door down, my lips automatically connected with her neck. No words were spoken, just names. "Han" She said has her hands grip onto my hair.
"Looks like someone got lucky last night!" Spencer said. My eyes widened and I had totally forgotten that Spencer and Aria both knew about the blind date I set up for Emily.
Emily looks up and blushes. "What?" She said, sounding so innocent and oblivious.
Spencer takes the scarf off Emily's neck before Emily had the chance to react. "Whoa Em!" Aria exclaimed, examining the large hickey thatI had placed on her. Now that the scarf was off her neck, we could see how the hickey traveled lower to her collarbone and down probably, but we couldn't see any further because of Emily's shirt.
Emily didn't say anything, she just sat there and blushed with her mouth open, trying to find words. She looks at me with wide eyes and her jaw clenched, her expression said, 'SAVE ME'.
"Hey pass me the salt" I said, elbowing Aria, maybe a little too hard.
"Ow!" Aria turns to me and looks down at what I was eating, "You want salt on a salad?"
"It's.. It's a.. diet thing" I said whatever was the first thing that I thought of.
"So how was it Em?" I hear Spencer say. I look back at them and see Emily's face flushed and Spencer smiling.
"Aw she's blushing," Aria grinned,
"Does this make Hanna a match maker?"
"How was the date?"
"Did you like her?" Spencer and Aria ask all these questions at the same time.
"The date was okay" Emily said, taking a bite of her sandwich.
"Okay?" Spencer emphasizes. "That big of a hickey doesn't say, 'Okay' it says 'Hell yes-"
"Emily can I talk to you?" I cut Spencer's words off with my own. Emily nods and we both walk away far from the table, but as we were walking we overheard Aria saying behind us, "That really was such a huge hickey!"
"This is your fault!" I instantly whisper yelled at her pointing at Spencer and Aria from a far.
"My fault?!" She said, "You're the one who started it by setting me up on that blind date!"
"Well you coughed!"
"What?" She says. I cross my arms at her and she rolls her eyes. "Either way we were both a part of it, Han"
"Yeah, you're right" I sigh. It's true. We both were equally apart of the actions.
"We were drunk. Let's just forget about it and I could just tell Spencer and Aria that the girl who did this," She points at her hickey that I gave her, "Moved to Canada or something"
"Okay" I nodded. "Okay" She said back with a half smile.
It was around 10 at night on a Monday, where I finished all my homework(surprisingly) and I just laid on my bed staring at the ceiling. Over thinking and over thinking. I just couldn't help myself just try to replay the way Emily said my name last night. No matter how much I tried shaking it out of my head, it came back, and I didn't want that.
More memories rushed in my head from last night and I remembered what I told Emily about wishing to have someone that could just be there for the physicals without any feelings attached.
An idea popped in my head and without thinking through it, I drove to Emily's house. I pounded my fist against her door, knowing her mother was working late at the Police Station. "Hey!" Emily said, trying to calm down my pounding fist.
"Okay, so I was thinking and thinking," I said, walking into her house. She closes the door behind her with an confused face. "And do you remember what I told you? About having someone just for sex with, absolutely, no feelings attached?" Where am I going with this? I just rambled everything, without thought.
"Are you drunk?" She scratches her head.
"No!" I shake my head and take a deep breath. "Emily, this could be it," I say, "This could be an escape from stress, anger, even boredom!"
She just stood there, staring at me. Though she had that look on her face where it didn't say that 'Hanna you're crazy', but it said 'Let me think about this'.
I take a even deeper breathe and smash my lips against hers. My body crashes in with hers and her back lays against the front door. It wasn't immediately, but she eventually kissed back slowly. The kiss was slow at first, but as our lips felt more comfortable with each other, everything got more heated.
The time came were we needed to take a breath. I pull away, and I felt the same tension from last night again, but this time I wasn't drunk. This time Ireally wanted this. She glances back down at my lips and I know she wanted this too.
"If you're thinking what I'm thinking, cough." I slowly said.
She looks into my eyes and turns her face away from mines. The first thing I thought was that she was going to kick me out. I thought that I just did the worst thing ever and I just lost my best friend. I thought that she was going to tell me how crazy I am. I thought of every bad thing... Before she coughs.
Before I even knew it myself, I grab her wrist and practically drag her to her own room. I open the door, with her wrist still in one of my hands, and I sit on the edge of her bed. I remove my shirt and she undresses also. I move back and rest my head along her pillows. The both of us are half naked, and she straddles my lap.
"Are you sure about this?" She said between her lips kissing along my neck.
"Yes" I grip on her hair. Her soft hands move down my bra strap from my shoulders to my elbows. I unclip the bra from the back and throw it on the floor. She stares at my bare body and says, "Did I do that?" I knew what she was talking about. It was the hickeys she gave me all over my stomach and chest.
"Mhm" I said. She then continues, practically ripping my pants off. Her bare legs rubbed against mine. I could already feel the wetness she had. Her lips presses against mines as her body continued to grind. I couldn't hold it in. It felt too good. Moans after moans came between kisses.
She kisses the skin of my chest, going lower and lower. She smirks as she sees the hickeys she left on my thighs. "Last night was crazy, wasn't it?" She breathed out. I felt crazy. My body was on fire. I need her touch.
"Make tonight crazier" I said. As with that, her mouth made contact with the desperate place that needed to be touched. Her name was the first thing I said- actually, yelled- moaned.
Please ignore any mistakes! I stayed up typing this and I'm really tired, so I'll check for mistakes again tomorrow. I hope you enjoyed and please leave a review! Thanks to those who left reviews to the first chap !