Crazier ➳ Emison (COMPLETED)

4 - Emi-what?

"Em, Em, wake up. Emily!" someone's voice interrupted Emily's sound sleep making her groan quietly in frustration.

"Spence, try to wake her up, I'll wake Ali up."

The swimmer raised her head at the mention of Alison's name and opened her sleepy eyes to find an amused Spencer watching Hanna's begrudged expression.

"Ugh, finally, you woke up, Em! Now just Ali," Hanna declared as Emily rubbed the sleep from her eyes and tried to stretch, but was blocked by someone's arm. She glanced to her right to witness a peacefully-sleeping Alison, with her arm draped over Emily's stomach. She couldn't help but smile to herself as she remembered last night's events, letting out a happy sigh. It was like she could cross 'kissing Alison' off of a million different checklists, and it felt amazing.

Alison's face was merely inches away from the brunette's. Emily couldn't turn her head away to look at anything else other than Alison's graceful features. Her blonde hair was spread over the pillow and covered a part of her face, her pink lips were gently pressed together and her breathing was even.

She looked so innocent, which wasn't the label people usually tagged to Alison DiLaurentis. Emily took in the view in front of her as she grabbed Alison's wrist lightly, in order to try and move it away so she could get up, but was surprised to feel the blonde's grip around her stomach tighten, as if she didn't want Emily to move.

In reality, Alison had been awake for several minutes now, Hanna's loud voice no doubt shaking her out of her sleep, but she didn't dare to move an inch away from the position she and the brunette were in. She heard Hanna's tired voice trying to wake her up but she intentionally kept her eyes shut and her arm around the other girl's stomach. What could she do? She was selfish at all matters related to Emily.

She snapped back from her thoughts when she heard Emily settling her head back down on the couch. "Ali? Ali, wake up," Emily called out softly as she placed her hand on Alison's, and the blonde almost shuddered, scolding herself to somehow find a way to calm her beating heart. She still had to get used to being so close to Emily, now that she and the girl verified that there was something between them. The blonde lazily opened her eyes as if she had been sleeping the whole time and smiled softly at the sight of Emily. The brunette couldn't help but shyly smile back at her before looking at Hanna who was watching their interaction curiously.

"Good morning," Emily simply said as Alison moved her arm from around her stomach. The blonde didn't seem to notice that Emily didn't want her to move her arm, that she wanted to stay like that for the rest of the day.

"Good morning," Alison replied authentically and sat up on the couch as Emily did the same.

"Wow, you two woke up," Aria walked into the room holding two mugs. She handed a mug to each girl and they both took a large sip. Coffee was the cure for everything, Spencer once told them.

Spencer, Hanna, and Aria started up a casual conversation between them, and after the two other girls quickly finished their coffees and put their mugs away, Alison glanced at Emily, grateful that the attention was turned away from them.

"Did you sleep well?" Alison inquired, tilting her head as her hand found Emily's. The brunette's heart warmed once she heard the sincerity in Alison's voice.

"Yeah, I did," she answered, losing herself in blue, hypnotizing eyes. "Did you?" Emily asked, after a moment of silence.

Alison leaned forward and whispered slowly in Emily's ear, "It was the best sleep I've gotten in ages." Leaning back, she smirked when she discovered that the brunette's breathing hitched.

Emily shook her head lightly and found Alison staring at her with a mischievous grin spread across her face. She looked down, blushing hard, when she felt Alison get up from the pull-out couch. Gazing upwards, she saw the blonde's hand stretched out for her.