"Nice place," I complimented, as I entered into a drunk Spencer's home.
I know I told Hanna I was staying at her place, but Spencer is in a bad state of mind right now. After she had told me about Sarah, she had gotten really depressed and started to drink a lot. I didn't stop her. I mean.. it wasn't my place to. If my fiancé left me at the alter, I would be drinking a lot also. Not that it's good or anything. You know how people get when they're depressed. They feel like they want to end everything. Yeah.. that's what I mean.
She wasn't that drunk because she remembered where she stayed, but she was drunk enough to not drive so I drove her car to her place and I guess I'll stay because I don't have a car.
I looked over at Spencer and saw that she was lying down on her couch giggling at her feet, "What's funny?" I asked, walking over to her and sitting on the surprisingly soft carpet.
"Why did you come here?" She asked, her eyes half open and her voice raspy and low.
"I wasn't going to let you drive home drunk."
She giggled once again, which made me crack a small smile.
"Emily Fields.." She whispered. "You're so.." She hiccuped and sat up with her back against the cushion of the couch, "I don't know what I was about to say."
We both chuckled. I lifted myself onto the couch next to a drunk Spencer Hastings. When she was drunk, she looked.. I don't know. Nicer.. sexy. Spencer and I locked eyes for a moment and until now, I never noticed how sparkly her eyes are in the dark. Then again, I've never actually seen Spencer in the dark. Except for when we were at the bar.
"Hello," Spencer smiled brightly.
My cheeks flushed. I smiled at her.
"I'm hungry.." She said, rubbing her stomach. Her face fell and her eyes were still drowsy.
"Do you want me to fix you something? I know how to make a mean grilled cheese," I chuckled and she nodded. I stood up from the couch and made my way into Spencer Hastings' well designed kitchen. God, I wish I had this kitchen. I wish I had my own house actually. I searched her cabinets for the materials needed then, I turned to the stove and put in on medium.
Spencer's grilled cheese was now finished and I set it on a plate. I made my way out of the kitchen, but was stopped by Spencer whom I didn't know was there. I squeaked. "God, Spencer!"
She chuckled at me and took the plate out of my hand, now setting it on the kitchen counter. "You know.." She started as her arms wrapped around my neck, "I'm not really hungry anymore."
"But I think you're going to like my grilled cheese. Hanna thinks they're the best," I smiled.
She rolled her eyes, "I said.." She whispered, leaning into me, "I'm not hungry."
My breath hitched. Oh god, she's drunk. Push her away, push her away. My hands found her shoulders and pushed them slightly.
"Spencer..." I started. "No, you're drunk." I sighed and her arms unwrapped from around my shoulders. "Why don't you eat something and then you can go lay down?"
She lifted herself onto the counter top and grabbed the grilled cheese sandwich from the plate.
"Sorry.." I said.
She rolled her eyes. "Why don't you like me?"
I leaned against the refrigerator and watched her finish her sandwich, deciding not to answer her question. Okay, I now know not to let her get drunk again.. she turns into a horny, desperate Spencer Hastings.
"Finished?" I asked. She nodded and put the plate into the sink. I helped her get down from the kitchen counter, "Come on.. let's get you to bed."
Spencer led me to her bedroom and collapsed on to the bed. I pulled off her shoes and pulled the cover over her. I was about to walk out her bedroom door, but her voice stopped me, "Emily.." She whispered. "Lay down with me? Please?" She asked, her voice lower than a whisper.
I nodded and pulled off my socks and shoes. Lying down, I pulled the cover over me. Spencer snuggled into me and I smiled, "We only knew each other for two days and we're already sleeping together." I joked, causing a giggle from the other girl.
"I know.. I trust you enough though."
"Yeah, because you're drunk. When you wake up tomorrow, you're going to go freaking crazy."
"Not really.. knowing me I probably would be worse than crazy. Maybe go insane."
Spencer wrapped one of her arms around my stomach, "Wanna know what I thought about you after that night at the bar?" Spencer whispered, dryly.
"Sure," I swallowed the lump in my throat that I didn't even know I had.
"I thought.." Spencer started, her hand making their way down my stomach, "Damn, she's hot."
My eyes snapped shut as Spencer's hands made their way under my shirt.
"Spencer, I-"
Her hands traced the outline of my abs which I didn't even know I had. God, I wish she wasn't drunk right now. My heart rate picked up immediately
"I would totally tap that," Spencer whispered, her voice now seductive and low.
"Don't.." I grabbed her hands and intertwined them with mine. "You're drunk Spencer.. I don't think you know what you're doing."
Spencer's eyes locked with mine. Her eyes were lit up with fire.
"Please.." She grabbed both of my hands and hovered over me. "Please," She said once more.
I pryed my hands out of Spencer's grip and gently pushed her off me, "I'm sorry.." I said, before getting out of the bed and heading downstairs onto Spencer's couch. Never will I ever let Spencer Hastings drink again. I sighed once more before closing my eyes, slowly drifting to sleep.
"Emily.."
My eyes snapped open and I immediately sat up. I turned my head towards Spencer. She looked at me with sad eyes, "I won't try anything." She whispered. "Just.. come back upstairs with me."
I looked down at the carpet.
"I'll go straight to sleep," She leaned against the steps, waiting for my answer.
The Next Day...
I woke up with a massive headache. Oh no.. that means I had been drinking. I felt a pair of arms tighten around me and I immediately stiffened. They were tan and skinny.. and comforting. And soft and.. just know they felt good okay. I wasn't naked so whoever this was.. we didn't have sex. Aria said I get super horny when I'm drunk and they managed to not have sex with me.. nice.
"Goodmorning," I said. "Can I get up now?" I chuckled. The person stirred and unwrapped the arms from around me.
"Good morning little miss drunk horny pants." I turned to see the face of Emily Fields and my cheeks flushed.
"Oh god.. I'm so sorry." I jumped out of my bed and held my head. A groan escaped my lips.
"It's fine. Are you okay? Do you need an aspirin? A glass of water?"
"How about both. The aspirins are in the bathroom cabinet."
Emily stretched, "Oh and be prepared for what I'm about to tell you about last night and your hornyness." She chuckled.
"Ugh.. I hate when I'm drunk." I groaned. "Was it that bad?"
"Oh yes.. I mean you were begging me for it." She smirked.
"Just go get me an aspirin you jackass."
She laughed and threw her hands up in defeat, "Coming right up."
Hours Later.
I watched as Emily made her way into her best friend's home. I know Hanna was probably pissed right now and I would be too. I mean, she told the girl she was staying at her place and never showed. She was taking care of my drunk, horny ass. Gosh, I can't believe I tried to have sex with someone I didn't even know that well. Two days to be exact.
Emily and I had agreed to have a girls night with Aria and Hanna so we could, you know, hang out. WITHOUT alcohol involved. I already know Aria's answer, but I'll convince her to say yes. I still have yet to ask her about the friendship between the three girls and I'll get to that. Emily had planned for the 'sleepover' to be at my home and for it to be two days from now, which is on a Saturday.
Well, I wonder how this is going to work. Oh and I'm not drinking, I promise.
Back At Hanna's Home..
"Emily, why didn't you tell me you were staying at Spencer's?" Hanna started. "And why were you staying at her house?"
"It wasn't planned okay? We saw each other at the Apple Rose Grille, then she started talking about her mom and her ex girlfriend." I decided not to say ex fiancé because I don't think Spencer's ready to tell Hanna. I mean, she barely knows her. I'm even surprised she opened up to me. "She was drunk and I drove her home.. that's it."
"Why didn't you call me?"
"I didn't have time to'" I smirked. Hanna must have caught me because her eye brows creased, "Spencer turned into horny Spencer."
Hanna's jaw dropped and I pursed my lips trying really hard not to laugh. The look on her face was priceless, "Did you.." She started, but I interrupted her.
"No. I wouldn't let it happen. I wouldn't take advantage of someone like that." I searched through Hanna's closet, looking for something to wear. Why did all of her clothes have sparkles on them?
"Your clothes are over there, Em," She pointed towards the mini closet I didn't even know she had, "You have slept over here so much, you left a lot of your clothes." She laughed.
I smiled. "Oh.." I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. "Spencer wants us to have a sleepover at her house. I suggested it and she agreed. She wants all of us to be there. And by all of us, I mean Aria too."
"What?" Hanna yelled from her room. "Just because I danced with her, doesn't mean we're cool. And plus, I was intoxicated so no. No way I am going to that thing."
It's going to be hard convincing her to go now. I sighed, now stepping into the shower.
Meanwhile..
"No. Hell no. Those girls, especially Hanna, will rip my head off and I really want my head." Aria said, fixing her hair. I chuckled.
"Oh come on Aria.. I'm pretty sure Hanna is over it." I plopped down onto Aria's couch. "And I know Emily is okay with it." I smiled.
"How can you be so sure?" Her eyes narrowed. I took a deep breath, preparing for Aria's child like response to what I'm about to say, "Emily slept over at my house last night.." My head fell, my cheeks now a crimson red.
Aria squealed.
"We didn't do anything, gosh. I was drunk and she.. drove me home.."
"She declined you because you were drunk."
"How do you figure I started it?" She glared at me. And I threw my hands up in defeat. "Okay, don't answer that."
"Well.." She started. "Do you like her?"
I smiled. "We've only known each other for, I don't know, two days."
"So you don't like her." She stated.
"I didn't say that. I just.." My head fell once again. "I don't think I can date anyone else.. not until I'm fully over Sarah."
Aria groaned and walked over to the couch, sitting next to me, "Spence.."
"I know Aria. I know, but it's not that easy. I really loved her. We were about to get married, literally."
Aria's arm wrapped around my shoulder. "I'll go." She mumbled.
"What?" I asked.
"I'll go to the sleepover." She smiled weakly. I told you I was going to convince her. I wonder did Emily ask Hanna yet. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and began to text Emily.
Hey (: You asked Hanna yet? -Spencer
Yeah and she's coming..eventually. She's not as easy as Aria. -Emily xox
Aha. Okay let me know when she cracks. (x
You'll be the first. xox
Awe how sweet. Bye Emily.
Bye xo
I smiled and couldn't help but notice how Emily put 'x's and 'o's after every text. She's so sweet. Aria laid her head on my shoulder and turned on the television. I couldn't wait to see how this works and most of all, I couldn't wait to see Emily Fields.