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"Ali!" I ran after her, the sky had no light. It was dark. "Ali wait!"

Why was she running? Where was she running to? I increased my speed and finally caught up with her. We were now at the end of my street. The red stop sign was evident. I grabbed her wrist and spun her around.

Guilt immediately washed over me. I had made her cry. Her make up was smeared all over her face and her eyes were screaming hurt. After I finally caught my breath, I spoke.

"Please don't do that again," She snatched her hand out of my grip and took a step back. She was about to bolt again but I stopped her, "Don't.. please, I'm sorry." I frowned. "I shouldn't have been so mean. Just.. come back."

"The others hate me." She finally spoke, her voice broken and shattered, depressed.

"No they don't.." I said, unsure.

Before Aria and I met, Alison and I were kind of a thing. We were sneaking around at first because at the time, I was dating Alison's brother, Jason DiLaurentis. Alison had told her brother Jason about her and I at a DiLaurentis family dinner in front of their whole family. Jason never spoke to me again. Then after Aria and I met, Alison came back into my life. We had been dating for about six months. During those six months, I started to fall in love with her. Then she cheated on me.. with a guy, whom I never found out the name of.

Sarah came along and then Alison pops up again. This time she tried to ruin my relationship. I don't know how Sarah and Alison met but they were pretty close., almost like sisters.

As for Emily and Hanna, I don't know why they don't like Alison. I didn't even know they knew each other. Rosewood really is a small town.

"I'm sure they do.." Alison stated. "I've done so much horrible stuff to them. Especially Emily. Gosh, I wish I could take it all back now."

"You can." I said, gently rubbing her arm.

"How?"

"By coming back to the sleepover and showing those girls.. and me that you've changed." I gave her arm a light squeeze and smiled. She nodded and smiled back. Alison then grabbed the end of her shirt sleeve and wiped her face.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Yes." She nodded once again. "Oh.. and thank you Spencer."

"For what?"

"For not hating me."

"I could never hate you, Alison."

Meanwhile.

"Wait," Hanna said, trying to make sense of everything. We had explained it to her over one thousand times. "So Ali cheated on Spencer and she tried to ruin her relationship?"

"Yes." Aria and I said in unison.

Hanna scoffed. "I would have kicked her ass."

Aria chuckled and shook her head, "Still the same old Hanna."

"What does that supposed to mean?" Hanna asked.

"It means that you never changed." Aria smiled innocently, causing Hanna to roll her eyes.

"Oh come on Han, you guys were best friends. Get over it all ready... jeez." I grumbled, clearly getting annoyed by Hanna's behavior.

"No. Emily I will not fucking get over it. She left us for years!" Hanna yelled.

"It doesn't matter. She's here now and trying to make up for lost time but she can't because you're always ruining it. You really need to grow up."

Hanna shook her head in disbelief, "I can't believe you're taking her side right now." She narrowed her eyes at me. "Where was she when your girlfriend died? Where was 'oh mighty Aria' when you got your heart broken? Where was Aria when you were lying in bed all depressed and lonely?" Hanna threw her hands up in defeat.

"Oh right.." She started again. "Nowhere to be found. I was there the whole time, Emily. Me!"

"And for you to sit here and tell me to grow up.." Hanna grabbed her things and stood up. "You know what.. find your own ride home because I'm out of here," I remained seated on the couch and watched Hanna bolt out of the door. My face went from anger to regret just like that. Hanna and I never had a fight this huge before. I decided not to go after her. She needs to cool off.

I turned my head towards Aria to see tears streaming down her face. I immediately wrapped my arms around her and she returned the hug, "I'm sorry." She sobbed into my shoulder.

It seemed as if Spencer and Alison knew what had happened because they bursted through the door with a worried expression on their face.

"Oh my god.." Spencer said, rushing over to us. "Aria.. are you okay?"

Aria's sobs grew louder and louder.

"Wow I thought you were a badass." Spencer tried to joke, but Aria kept sobbing. Spencer knelt down in front of me and gave me the 'Let me handle this' look. I nodded and broke Aria and I's hug.

I watched as Spencer take Aria into a hug and whispered things into her ear, making her sobs surpress a little. I glanced over at Alison to catch her staring at me. She waved her hand, signaling for me to give them some privacy which meant.. oh no. I gulped hard and stood up from Spencer's sofa, making my way over to Alison.

"Can we talk?" She whispered.

Later That Night.

I thought I had specifically said no drinks. I guess no one listens to me. Now I have to play babysitter for three adults. Well.. two because Alison was already fast asleep in my guest bedroom.

"So you're meaning.." Emily hiccuped. "To tell me that," Hiccup. "Spencer Hastings actually spent a month from work?" Emily turned her head towards me and smirked.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. Aria laughed, now crawling over to Emily and playing with her hair.

"Okay you two." I said firmly. "No more drinks.. time to go to bed.. now."

They both groaned. "Aria you can sleep in the guest room with Alison. Emily, looks like you're bunking with me."

Aria tried to stand up, but she staggered. I caught her before she could fall and I led her into my guest bedroom. As soon as I placed her in bed properly, her eyes shut and her and Alison cuddled up into each other. Awe cute.

I smiled and left the room, heading back to the front to get Emily, "Okay Emily, your turn.." My words vanished as Emily was nowhere to be found.

"Emily." I called out.

I heard some noises coming out of the kitchen and went there. It's a miracle. Emily was there... going through my cabinets. Probably searching for something else to drink.

"What are you doing?" I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned against the door frame of the kitchen.

"Where do you keep your drinks?" She slurred, continuing to search through my things.

My theory was correct, as usual.

I let out a small, dry laugh, "We're going to bed now."

"No. I'm not tired." She staggered.

I walked over to her and grabbed her by the waist. "Come on. Let's go cuddle then.. I'll do anything to keep you from drinking more tonight."

Emily smiled weakly at me and nodded. She wrapped one of her arms around my neck and I helped her get into my room. I laid her onto my bed and pulled the sheets over her. I crawled in next to Emily and she wrapped her arm around my torso. I pulled her closer as she rested her head on my shoulder. We layed there in silence for a while until Emily finally decided to break it.

"I'm sorry." She said, wearily.

"For what?" I asked, now playing with the tips of Emily's fingers.

"For letting Hanna leave.. I didn't-"

"No. It's fine. We still had a great time.. right?" I smiled at her.

"Yeah." She lifted her head so that she was looking me in the eye. "I always have fun with you."

"Awe. You're sweet when you're drunk."

Emily giggled and rested her head on my chest once again, "Spencer.." Emily said, her voice fading a little.

"Hmm."

"I like you, a lot."

My heart stopped. Did she just.. no. She was drunk. She doesn't know what she's saying. But.. people always tell the truth when they're drunk. She won't remember any of this in the morning, I bet.

"Emily.." I spoke, but no response.

She had drifted off to sleep without so much as a warning. How will I deal with this in the morning? Will she remember? Emily Fields, you are never ever getting drunk in my presence again.