It was about 3 AM when I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door to see Hanna and Alison covered in dirt and looking not-so-good. They were breathing heavily and carrying a drunken Emily, "Woah," I shouted, opening the door to let them in. "What the hell?"

I watched as they walked in. "We found her in front of your door. Her dad's car is in your driveway," Alison breathed out and sat down on the couch, Emily slowly sitting next to her, "She's drunk."

"Am not." Emily added. "I like pies."

Hanna scoffed and paced back and forth, "That bitch locked us in a freaking shed with her boy toy."

"Who?" I asked. "Who did this?"

"Aria and Jason," Alison yelled.

My breath hitched. Aria? As in Aria Montgomery? And.. and Jason DiLaurentis? My ex boyfriend? No way. Aria wouldn't do anything like this and as far as I've known, Aria was single. I glanced over at Emily. She was staring at me. Fear and sadness in her eyes. Why would she do this to herself?

"Can I take a shower?" Alison asked. "God, I did not come back to Rosewood for this shit."

"Pies are nice.." Emily smiled dazily. "I want a pie."

"Yeah you can Ali." I made eye contact with Hanna. "Can you please tell me what happened?"

I went into the kitchen and made Emily a glass of water.

"Remember that S.O.S Aria sent to us for a dinner?" I nodded, urging her to continue. "Well Alison and I were the first to meet Aria there then you guys canceled. Aria stepped out to make a phone call, then she came back. We talked for a while and then boom." She made explosions with her hands. "Jason appears, they make out for a while, Jason tries to kill us, then next thing I know we're locked into a shed." She finished as I sat next to Emily and let her drink the water. "God, I'm going to kill her."

"Wait.." I blinked. "If we wouldn't have canceled, we would have been locked in a shed too."

"I guess."

"How did you escape?"

"Alison learned how to pick a lock from the inside." She ran her fingers through her hair, as she walked into my kitchen and opened the fridge. "Got any cookies? I'm starving."

"You're starving, but you want cookies?"

"I can make a song about pies." Emily said, her voice low and sleepy.

"Okay, why the hell is she talking about pies?"

Hanna laughed. "Maya loved pies."

Maya? Is she the reason Emily got drunk? When I got off the phone with her earlier, she seemed pretty calm and reasonable.. and flirty.

"What is going on down here?" A voice said, coming from the stairs. Melissa.

"Mel.." I stood up, smiling a little. Melissa glared at me. "Um these are my friends. Hanna Marin and Emily Fields."

Melissa's glare then softened. "Hanna Marin.. as in the fashion designer?"

"That's me!" Hanna stated excitedly. "Glad you recognize my clothing."

"Recognize?" Melissa scoffed. "I love!" She smiled happily and looked over at Emily and I. "You two can have the bed. Hanna and I are going to share a bed... right Marin?" Melissa squealed.

"Any person who likes my sense of fashion can share a bed with me anytime."

"Guest room." I added and Hanna nodded.

"I have to shower first then I have to eat."

"I won't mind cooking.." Melissa smiled.

"But I thought you were si-" I started but Melissa cut me off with a;

"No. No. I. Will. Cook. Spencer." Melissa stated, pausing with each word.

"Okay," Hanna started. "I guess I'll go pull Alison out of the shower then."

Hanna made her way upstairs and Emily wrapped her arms around my waist. "Cuddle with me." She said, her voice was soft and dozey. Her hands soon flew underneath my shirt.

"Oh no Missy. We still have to talk about why you did this to yourself." I smiled. "Then we can cuddle."

Melissa smiled at me. "Cute." She whispered. "Even though she's drunk."

"Just cook." I laughed.

Three hours later.

Hanna, Alison, and Melissa were all asleep in the guest room. Emily and I were laying in bed cuddled up with her arm wrapped around my waist and my hands softly caressing her brunette locks. She kept talking about pies and I couldn't sleep. I couldn't sleep knowing that Aria and Jason would do that to Alison and Hanna.. and could have done the same thing to Emily and I if I hadn't canceled. Aria and I have been best friends for years and to think she would quickly turn on me like that is unbelievable. What did I ever do to her?

As for Jason, he had every right to be mad. I mean, I practically used him. I cared about Jason a lot and I would have stayed(used) with him if it wasn't for Alison. I was planning on telling him.. one of those days, but I would get scared and back down. I didn't mean to hurt him or make him feel used. Jason was like, one of my best guy friends and when that little incident happened, we both kind of fell out of touch with each other. He stopped calling and texting and so did I.

"Spencer." Emily called out, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Can you make a pie?"

"Emily, why do you keep talking about pies?" I asked, my voice at a whisper but had a hint of annoyance and seriousness in it. "And why did you get so drunk?"

"You ask too many questions." Emily smiled. "I guess I just wanted to have fun tonight, okay?" She shrugged lightly, her elbow knocking into my stomach. "I can handle myself."

"Then why were you on my door step?"

"I.." Emily paused. "I guess I wanted to see you."

"At 3 AM?"

"You're getting annoying." She admitted, nonchalantly. "You're my friend, not my mom."

Friend? So we were just friends?

"Friend?"

Emily scoffed. "What's with all the questions, Spencer?" Emily released her grip around my waist and sat up on the bed. The sun was slowly rising and I could see Emily's sparkly, chocolate brown eyes glaring into mine. "For the last time," She stood up from the bed and stumbled over to the door. "You're not my mom."

"Yeah because I'm your friend right?" Hurt obvious in my words.

"See, you're finally catching on." Emily rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest. "For someone who said they won't give me a reason to walk away, you sure are giving me plenty of reasons to."

"No actually you're giving me reasons to walk away." I blurted. "You're standing there drunk and you won't even tell me why you did this to yourself. Then, you get angry at me for caring about you?" I stared at her disbelievingly, her glare never leaving her face. "Oh.. you want to know the real heart breaker in this story? Well it's the fact that you addressed me as your friend."

"You are my friend." She replied, coldly. "Look Spencer, I may be drunk but I'm not that drunk."

"Then why won't you tell me anything?" I asked, ignoring the 'You are my friend' part, which broke my heart by the way.

"Because she told me to keep it a secret.." She whispered.

"Who?" I asked, finally sitting up onto the bed. Emily's face screamed fear and sleepiness.

"Sarah.." She said, as she broke into tears. "Your ex fiancé."

Sarah? Sarah? What? How?

"I ran into Sarah.."

The Next Morning.

I woke up feeling worse than ever. I had a massive headache, my feet were sore, and my hair was all over the place. The only thing good that came out of the morning was that I was cuddled up with Spencer Hastings. Her breath on my neck was sending shivers down my spine. I can't believe I ran into her ex fiance last night at the Grille. Sarah seemed determined. Her words were so determined. Our entire conversation was about Spencer. She kept telling me about how Spencer was going to come running back to her once she knows that she's in Rosewood and how Spencer was still in love with her and was just using me as a rebound. The thought of Spencer doing that to me is just.. heartbreaking. I can't imagine her doing that.

I eased my way out of Spencer's grip and slid out of the bed. I ran downstairs to see Spencer's sister, Melissa sitting on the couch with a box of tissue. She smiled at me and continued watching television.

"What's wrong?" She asked, "What did Spencer do?"

"She didn't do anything.. I just really have to get home." I walked to the door but Melissa's voice stopped me.

"You saw Sarah last night.. didn't you?" She chuckled. "Is that why you got drunk?"

My head snapped towards Melissa. My eyebrows creased and my head tilted. "What? How did you know?"

"You're running out of here and I'm pretty sure Spencer is still asleep. You kept talking about pies last night, which was Sarah's favorite dessert. I didn't see how Spencer didn't catch on to this."

"Pie was also my ex girlfriend's favorite dessert." I smiled weakly. "And besides, Spencer knows already."

"Then why are you running out of here like that?"

"I'm not running out.. I really have to get home."

I turned back to the door and opened it, "Spencer has been hurt before Emily. Don't fucking hurt her again because of some stupid ex fiance who just wants to get under your skin."

I nodded and made my way out of the door. I got into my dad's car and drove off without looking back.

Spencer's POV

I woke up feeling empty and alone. Maybe it was because Emily wasn't there. According to Melissa, Emily said she had to go home. I wouldn't blame her if she didn't want to talk to me again. Her and Sarah met last night and she didn't.. well she couldn't tell me what they were talking about.. but why? Did Sarah threaten her?

"Emily, what happened?" I asked her. "Why can't you tell me?"

She stood in my door frame silently, with her head hanging.

"Emily.." I stood up from the bed and walked over to her.

"Just leave it alone Spencer." She whispered, furiously. "Why can't you just leave it alone?"

"Because I care about you. Emily, if she hurt you in any kind of way, I swear I will destroy her."

She rolled her eyes and walked out of my room.. well stumbled out of my room. A few minutes later, I can hear the front door shut. My mind finally came to its senses as I quickly followed a drunken Emily out of the door. She was sitting on my porch, staring into the night, almost morning sky.

"Em.." I said. I sat beside her and grabbed her hand, giving it a soft squeeze. "I'm sorry.."

"You keep giving me reasons, Spencer.." Her voice cracking. "Do you want me to walk away?" Her eyes were still staring out into the night.

My index finger fell under her cheek and I turned her head towards mine, connecting our eyes. "No." I leaned in slowly with my eyes flickering to her lips. "No." I repeated as our lips met in a short chaste kiss. I know I shouldn't have done that, but I couldn't resist. Emily looks even more beautiful in night, almost morning sky. The way her hair flowed down her neck to meet her shoulders. Her eyes seemed darker than usual.

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. Emily stood up and reached for my hand. I stood up and let my hand fall into hers. She smiled shyly. "Let's go to bed." She whispered. "I'm really tired."

I let out a small laugh and nodded with an "Okay.". I helped Emily back to my room and on the bed. Emily's phone was buzzing like crazy and her face twisted into a frown. "Emily?" I said, making her shut her phone off and place it on the side of the bed. "Emily, who was that?" I asked.

She didn't answer me. She just laid down on my bed and pulled the cover over her.

"Come on." She whispered. "Go to sleep, Spence."

Deciding that I didn't want to another argument, I hopped into bed with Emily and never asked another question about that message she had on her phone. It was her business just like her talk with Sarah was her business. She'll tell me when she's ready. Emily wrapped her arms around my stomach and her lips grazed the back of my neck. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine." She said, her voice low.

"Get some sleep. You need it." I laughed.

Soo.. what did you think of Emily running into Sarah? Good? Bad? Pointless? Interesting? Don't be shy guys. Review. Review.