Silence is the worst thing (Emison)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10
As the two girls finished washing up the dishes from dinner they playfully shoved each other around in the kitchen as Emily washed and Alison dried. Occasionally the two would sneak a small kiss when Pam wasn't looking or when she was out of the room.
In the time the girls had made it through two plates Emily had managed to flick Alison with water twice.
"Emily Fields! Seriously! Stop it, you're gonna ruin my hair!" Alison squealed again when Emily "accidently" dropped a plate in the sink causing water to splash everywhere.
"You said my full name I must be in trouble!" Both girls continued to laugh and when Emily wasn't looking Alison grabbed a cup of water and threw it over the brunette. Emily moved back and looked down at her now very wet shirt. She looked back up at Alison who had a very accomplished look on her face.
"Oh you'd better run DiLaurentis." Emily had a devilish look in her eye, something Alison had never seen before. However, the blonde struggled to take Emily seriously when she noticed the brunette's shirt was see-through. Alison giggled when she saw the outline of Emily's bra before backing away slowly. Emily followed the blonde's gaze and then covered her chest.
"I don't see you running." Emily blushed slightly at being exposed but when Alison merely smiled it made the brunette forget instantly why she was embarrassed.
"Why would I run? I'm quite happy where I am." Alison spoke seductively as she moved closer to the soaked brunette. Emily picked up on the change in atmosphere and felt herself being pulled to Alison.
Alison always looked so beautiful, the way her hips swayed when she walked, the way her hair moved with her. It reminded Emily of the first time they met.
Alison's blue eyes were on the brunette's as she closed the distant between them, she did not bother to hide the fact that her eyes would stray towards Emily's chest as it was too hard to look away. Through the shirt Alison could also clearly see the outline of Emily's toned stomach, looking over her body made Alison feel different. The blonde had never felt this way before.
The feeling of lust coursing through her body caused great tension not only for the blonde but for Emily as well.
"I didn't want you to run anyway." Emily whispered, their lips almost touching.
Emily could smell Alison's sweet breath, she could hear her breathing, and it was fast, like the blonde had just been running. Emily realised her breathing was similar to Alison's, fast and irregular. The tension in the air grew as the girls moved closer and when there was no space left to fill Emily passionately kissed Alison. Pulling the blonde close Emily could feel Alison's arms wrap around her neck and her fingers laced into her hair. The two began fighting for dominance but in that moment Emily took control and picked up the blonde and placed her on the kitchen island.
Not breaking the kiss, Alison pulled at Emily's shirt and felt small amounts of water seep through her clenched fingers.
Emily sense Alison's eagerness, it radiated from both of them. As the kissing increased in passion Emily felt Alison's hands remove her jacket, leaving the brunette in a wet baseball shirt.
Breathing even more rapid now, both girls latched to each other again and kissed. Without command Emily felt her hands move over Alison's body, feeling the blonde's warmth spiral up her fingers. When Emily's hands connected with the skin of Alison's hips the blonde released a small moan of desire that drove Emily crazy. Subconsciously the brunette found her fingers clasping the hem of Alison's shirt and lifting it over her head. Revealing Alison's perfect breasts Emily couldn't help but stare, but only momentarily before Alison pulled her back in to continue their kissing frenzy.
"Ali...' Emily whispered in her ear as Alison placed small kisses along the brunette's neck. The blonde found this as encouragement until she heard her name again.
"Ali?"
Alison almost jumped from her slumber. She was in her room? It was a dream. The blonde's forehead was covered in sweat.
"Are you okay?" Her father asked; he was in his suit, standing in Ali's doorway awkwardly. It was Monday already? Alison could have sworn it was the weekend. Unless she slept for two consecutive days straight?
"Yeah, I'm fine. Where are you going?" Alison tried to manage any type of sentence but her mind was still on her dream. Wow. She thought to herself over and over again.
"I need to go to Phillie for a few days. Your Mother and I have some business to attend to." Alison knew her parents were really going to see Jason; she was unsure whether or not to say anything however. She looked at her father momentarily, he seemed tired, more so than usual. Deciding against it for the mean time she helped him downstairs with his bags and then waved him goodbye.
Early Saturday morning. What was Alison to do this weekend? Though the blonde tried desperately hard to not focus on her dream, she found it to be a difficult task. Her imagination was vivid to say the least. Her stomach jumped every time her thoughts ran astray, the thought of her and Emily like that together made her feel amazing. And that was just thinking about it!
The blonde recollected the conversation with Emily they had had the night before. Everything that the brunette had told her, it was a lot to take in but Alison knew Emily was telling the truth. The memory of Emily's scars, the way her skin was disfigured in some places and perfectly smooth in others disturbed her. Emily was beautiful and to Alison the brunette always would be, not matter what mark lay upon her body.
However knowing that someone had inflicted that pain and suffering upon Emily and that someone was Alison's older brother made the news that much more antagonizing.
Alison wanted to protect Emily but she knew she would never be strong enough. She wanted to keep her safe from the world but already Emily had saved her twice from an attack, which Alison walked herself into.
Emily was the strong one but Alison wanted to be strong for her.
The blonde decided she wanted to see Emily; she just wanted to be with her. Even if they did absolutely nothing at all, her company was all Alison needed. Heading back upstairs for her phone Alison found she already had a message.
At half passed eight on a Saturday morning? What normal person is up this time? Alison was still half asleep.
The blonde contemplated not opening the message until she realised it was from Emily. Hastily unlocking her phone Alison forced her eyes to stay open as she read.
Hey I know you're probably busy this weekend but I'd love to see you
If not that's totally okay I just thought it would be cool
We could watch movies and eat bad food
Also I just wanted to let you know... I was thinking of you
Wow I've just realised how super cheesy I am. Okay I'm gonna stop now
Text me when you're up sleeping beauty
Alison laughed and re read the message several times, she was no longer tired and instead found herself calling Emily. For a long while she didn't answer and as the blonde was about to give up Emily's mum answered the phone.
"Hello?" Pam answered, tone sweet as usual but Alison however was still not sure if the older Fields was still angry about the situation.
Alison had decided to go home when Emily's parents got home the previous night; she wasn't ready to have that conversation yet.
"Um hi, Mrs. Fields? It's Alison." Alison answered nervously but Pam responded almost instantly with an even sweeter tone.
"Oh Alison dear! How are you?"
"I'm good thanks... how are you?" Alison replied slightly shocked at Pam's change in behaviour, she was definitely not happy with Alison the last time they spoke; well they were getting on before Pam found out the blonde's last name.
"I'm good thank you. Emily's actually in the pool, I can get her if you want?" Alison could hear the woman beginning to walk.
"No that's okay. I know Emily needs that time. I'll call her later." And Alison did know, it relaxed Emily, it made her feel accomplished and free. Emily deserved at least that.
"Listen, why don't you come over? We will probably have some tea when she's done." Alison smiled, Emily liked tea as well. This girl was interesting, Alison had never really met anyone who really liked both tea and coffee and it fascinated her.
"That sounds nice Mrs. Fields. I'll be over soon then."
"Excellent and Alison, its Pam." Alison could hear Pam smile through the phone; the blonde assumed Emily must have said something to her mother.
Saying their goodbyes Alison sprinted around her room, trying to get ready in a sufficient amount of time. She did not want to be late and even though the invitation didn't have a time slot, she felt she needed to be punctual. She would do anything to keep Emily's mother happy with her.
As the blonde drove to Emily's she felt excitement run through her and images of Emily in a tight swim suit excited her more. Mainly Alison just missed Emily, she felt safe around the brunette and she wanted to cherish the feeling.
Pulling up in front of the house on the weekend felt odd but Alison wasn't sure why. Regardless Alison walked up the front path with confidence but not too much. The blonde didn't want to come off as overly self-assured as she still wasn't exactly sure what Pam was thinking of her and though by the phone call it seemed she was alright, Alison wanted to make sure.
Knocking on the door Alison realised that she hadn't done her makeup in the haste of wanting to get to Emily's. The blonde also realised that she was in her favourite jeans and a t-shirt, not very Alison DiLaurentis, but she was comfortable. She was sure Emily wouldn't mind, would she? The brunette would have never seen her without makeup. Emily had seen her crying through her makeup, but that doesn't count.
"Hello Alison dear." Pam opened the door wide for Alison to walk straight through; she smiled happily hoping that Emily's mother wouldn't notice her lack of beauty products. Pam walked back out the front door and Alison looked at her with a questioning look.
"Oh sorry! I'm all over the place this morning, could you tell Emily I've just gone out to get milk for our tea? She'll probably still be in there when I get back though. She's in the zone today."
Alison looked from Pam to behind her, wondering if Emily's father was around but there didn't seem to be any sign of him.
"I'll tell her for you." Alison said with a smile and placed her hand bag on the table near the door.
"Alison-"
"Please Pam, it's Ali, only my parents really call me Alison." The blonde was sick of hearing her full name; it just felt like a waste of breath. She liked her name, but Ali was just easier.
Especially when Emily said it. The way her lips curl and move into a smile each time.
"Okay, Ali, I'm sorry about the other night. I wanted to tell you in person how deeply sorry I am. It's just been hard and I thought the worst when I found out that your brother... I shouldn't have made that assumption." As Pam spoke Alison understood her actions, it's hard to just be okay with such big news. Alison didn't take it too well either so why would Pam, Emily's mother be okay with it?
"I understand. I didn't at first but I do get it now Pam. There's not enough time on this planet to say how sorry I am. And not just to you but to Emily. I had no idea."
"You had no idea?" Pam froze momentarily; it was a little surprising to know that Alison had no clue.
"My family is secretive, you get used to it after a while." Alison was right; her family was the royal family of secrets! Why, she had no clue. But she wished it was different. To just have a family that felt semi normal.
"Well Emily was miserable when I told you to leave. You make her happier Ali, and it's nice to see." Pam spoke with conviction; it was nice to see her only child finally experience some happiness after all this time.
"She makes me happy. She just makes me a better person." Alison smiled at the thought, it was true and Alison was a different person now. No one avoided her in the hallways at school. No one gave her foul looks. She was just another student at Rosewood High.
"You'll take care of her won't you?" Alison wasn't sure what the question actually meant. Had Emily mentioned something about the two? Not that they were "official" yet.
Alison didn't know what they were but she didn't think Pam would be this good with it.
"You know I think Pam, she's been taking care of me this whole time. I just didn't know it." They both smiled before Pam quickly grabbed her keys and began shutting the door.
"Thank you Alison, just head straight through and outside, you'll find the pool." With that Pam was gone, Alison exhaled and she was all of a sudden tense. That conversation went for light to very heavy rather quickly. Trying not to dwell the blonde headed through the house and outside to the pool, hearing faint music coming from outside Alison realised that this would be the first time she had even seen the pool.
As Alison walked outside the music increased in volume to a moderate level, obviously so Emily could hear it when she was under water.
The blonde instantly saw a swimming Emily half way through a lap, she was very fast. It was impressive, if this is what Emily is like after several injuries Alison couldn't begin to fathom how amazing she was in her prime.
The brunette glided elegantly through the water, it was like the liquid was moving out of her way, too scared to challenge her but instead pushing her further on giving her an incomprehensible amount of speed. Slowly walking to the edge of the pool Alison sat down and crossed her legs, she could watch Emily like this for hours. Pam was right, Emily was in the zone but still Alison could see her smile when she moved her head for air.
After a few minutes Emily slowed down and came to a stop. The brunette pulled her goggles off her face and adjusted her hair away from her eyes, when she competed she would have worn a cap but she didn't bother at home. As Emily opened her eyes again she saw a beautiful blonde sitting on the other edge of the pool with her face in her palm observing her. The scene made her smile.
"Hello there." Alison giggled softly as she helplessly watched the blonde in her natural surroundings. Emily slowly walked over to the blonde and realised she wasn't wearing makeup.
"Well aren't you going to say hello Miss Fields?" Alison's smiled widened as she watched the wet brunette wade over to her.
"You look beautiful, Ali." Alison couldn't help but blush, the compliment though very sweet, was not what she was expecting. The blonde was half expecting a joke before a compliment.
"Is that you blushing I see? Maybe you shouldn't wear make up more often. That way I can see if my charm is working or not." Emily lifted her arms onto the edge of the pool and held herself not far from Alison, giving her a warm smile.
"Oi, don't be so confident, have you ever considered it might just be hot outside and I'm flushing?" Alison tried to cover her blush but it was significantly more of a challenge with no makeup.
"That's definitely a possibility." Emily smiled innocently, apparently missing Alison's playful banter. "Hey do you have your phone on you?" Emily asked as she looked into the house. Alison felt her pockets but realised she left it in her bag, the blonde figured she wouldn't need it.
"No." Alison had a puzzled look spread across her face as Emily leaned up to whisper in her ear.
"Good." Suddenly Emily's hands grabbed Alison's arms and gentled but surely pulled while leaning back. Both girls fell into the pool and Alison felt the pinch of cool water hit her skin, if she wasn't awake before she would be now. As the pair submerged for air Alison splashed water at Emily.
"Oh my god Emily!" The blonde giggled softly as she wiped the water away from her eyes.
Unexpectedly Ali felt Emily's hands snake underneath her knees and around her back, holding the blonde closer to her body. Alison hadn't been held this way since she was a little girl who had fallen asleep in the car and her dad would carry her to her room. In the water she knew she was significantly lighter so it didn't bother her but she had no doubt that Emily could hold her like this out of the water. The blonde let her hands glide around Emily's neck giving her extra support.
"Just in case, you know, it was hot outside and you were flushing." Emily playfully kissed Alison's nose.
"These are my favourite jeans!" Alison was mildly displeased; if she had wanted to go swimming she would have brought the appropriate clothes. The blonde felt the tight grip of her skinny jeans and at the holes on the knees she felt the weird sensation of water seeping through.
Emily could sense Alison's displeasure, she instantly felt bad but still badly wanted to remain playful.
"I'm sorry Ali. Forgive me?" Emily's words were indeed playful but Alison didn't want to give in so easily, the blonde struggled to even look at Emily's gorgeous eyes otherwise she would cave.
"Hmm, I really love these jeans Fields." Alison crossed her arms across her chest and smiled cheekily. Emily sensed her attempt at remaining strong and with the upper hand but the brunette didn't even want to think for a second that Alison was mad at her.
Leaning into the blonde's neck Emily lead small, delicate kisses up Alison's neck and a soft moan followed the kisses as the blonde turned her head to the side to give Emily more access.
"Forgive me." Emily whispered her command when she finally made it to the blonde's ear and Alison shivered at the dominance that the brunette was empowered with. Emily continued to kiss up and down Alison's neck, slowly making her way along the blonde's jaw line. Alison let another soft moan slip from her lips; she wasn't sure why the brunette had such an effect on her but whenever Emily kissed Alison she always wanted more.
"Okay." Alison murmured before pulling Emily by the neck into a chaste kiss. For several minutes of ecstasy both girls enjoyed the serenity and movement of the water against their skin. Emily felt warmth spread through her as Alison's hands roamed across her neck and shoulder blades. Not wanting the moment to end the brunette let her own hands wander aimlessly across Alison's waist. As the time quickly passed Emily heard the front door open and then shut. Completely forgetting that they were not alone she gently placed Alison back on her own feet.
"Girls I'm home!" The two could vaguely hear from inside the house. Emily looked over to Alison questioningly.
"Oh yeah, I was supposed to tell you, she went to get milk." Alison giggled again as she moved her wet hair away from her face.
"Okay. Well thank you for telling me." Emily laughed playfully as she walked to the edge of the pool. Alison watched as the brunette quickly and effortlessly lifted herself out of the water, looking at her legs and moving up to her thighs. Emily's body was perfect; she wore a dark navy one piece that complimented every part of her. As Emily turned to help to blonde out of the pool she noticed her gaze, the brunette smiled softly before providing her hand to the dazed Alison.
Gratefully accepting Emily's hand, Alison climbed out of the pool rather ungracefully.
"Here." Emily handed the drenched blonde her towel.
"What about you?" Alison paused before grabbing the towel and wrapping it around her shoulders.
"There's a spare on the patio table. Besides, you can always sneak another look this way." Alison blushed again, she didn't realise in her haze that Emily had noticed.
"Sorry." Alison felt extremely embarrassed; she wasn't even sure why she was so dumbfounded when Emily was around.
"I didn't say I was complaining." Emily smiled boldly. The brunette was unaware of where her confidence came from but she embraced it none the less. Walking onto the patio Emily grabbed her spare towel and wrapped it tightly around her waist.
When Alison went to speak she was interrupted with Pam's presence once more and remained silent. She would get back at Emily later. The blonde smiled devilishly to herself at the thought.
"Alison dear! Are you alright?" Emily's mother looked at the blonde as the two girls walked towards the house. Pam was holding a tray of tea and biscuit's when she noticed Alison's dripping clothes.
"Yeah I just fell in that's all." Alison had never blushed this much in her entire life and she was mortified. Pam looked from Alison to her daughter; Emily had a smug look on her face obviously trying to hold back a laugh but when her mother gazed upon her she tried desperately hard to wipe her smile away.
"Well you can borrow some of Emily's clothes, I'm sure she wouldn't mind." Alison looked over at Emily and this time the brunette's smile was genuine.
"Of course." Emily continued to smile as she raised her hand to the door way, allowing Alison to walk in first and Alison's smile lifted at the jester.
"Such a gentleman." Alison murmured as the two headed upstairs. Emily chuckled to herself as she watched the blonde's hips sway and her wet hair let drops of water fall to the floor.
Alison looked beautiful. Even without makeup and covered with water the blonde still radiated a beauty Emily couldn't comprehend.
"You know I did pull you into the pool right?" Emily laughed as she searched her draws for appropriate clothing for the blonde.
"Yes. I'm aware. That's why I called you and gentleman and not a lady." Emily laughed at Alison's humour, another perk in the blonde that Emily truly liked. When silence fell upon them Alison ran the towel through her hair, failing to make any attempt of drying it.
"You can wear these for now and I'll put your clothes in the dryer." Emily handed Alison her old swimming track suit pants that no longer fitted her and an old tank top. Though the items no longer fitted Emily, the brunette didn't want to part with them. Alison looked at them questionably; they weren't exactly something she would pick out at the mall.
"I'm sorry. It's not exactly Chanel or Prada or whatever gorgeous fancy thing you wear, but it's the smallest clothes I have that will fit you." Alison smiled softly at the brunette's had good intentions.
"It's perfect." Alison moved towards the smiling brunette and tenderly kissed her. In the air both girls could feel tension grow, even before they shared the sweet kiss.
Alison was feeling tense before she even woke up that morning let alone being in the brunette's presence.
Emily moved her hands to the blonde's waist, finding a comfortable position just underneath Alison's shirt. The brunette's hands rub against Alison's skin, causing a friction in Alison to churn. With butterflies flying madly in her stomach and her heart racing Alison could barely breathe, she was feeling excitement spread through her as Emily's hands roamed up her ribs going passed their usual zone.
Alison's breath caught in the back of her throat when Emily's hands touched the edge of her bra. The blonde could feel several goose bumps rise over her skin as Emily left small trails of kisses down her neck.
"I had a dream about us last night." Alison's words were barely a whisper when she finally caught her breath. Emily stopped momentarily as the blonde's words had confused her. She was unaware if the dream was good but the brunette had always prepared herself for the worst.
"No no! It was a good dream." Alison stumbled over her words quickly when she realised Emily's expression was discomfort. The brunette relaxed immediately.
"Girls? The tea is getting cold!" Pam called from downstairs. Emily had forgotten about tea, which was odd because she always had tea with her mum after a swim. Alison however had completely forgotten where she was.
"Sorry Mum! I couldn't find anything but she's just about to get dressed now!" Emily went to leave the room, looking back at Alison who seemed to have a dazed look on her face made her giggle softly. "Get changed and give me your wet clothes when you're done."
"Well aren't you just Little Miss Demanding?" Alison playfully started to un-button the top of her jeans. Noticing the blonde's actions Emily tried very hard to remain composed and then walked over to her door.
"Always Miss DiLaurentis." With that Emily was gone and had shut the door behind her.
"That was a lovely tea. Thank you Pam." Alison said as she placed her empty tea cup on the table. It was nice weather outside, the sun was sunning and everything seemed right in the world.
"That's quite alright Ali." Emily looked between her mother and Alison, they were getting on famously again. It was nice to see. The brunette smiled at the two and finished her last sip of tea.
"Oh Emily, I almost forgot. Tonight your father and I are going out for dinner, so I left some money for you in the kitchen to order pizza or something." Pam was on her second cup of tea but she knew any moment Emily would stand and offer to make her a coffee. Her daughter would always enjoy her coffee, which fazed Pam a little because neither she nor Wayne was a huge fan. They would drink it from time to time but that was it. Emily however, would drink it at least twice a day.
"Okay, thanks. I'm going to make a coffee. Do you want one?" Like clockwork Emily stood and picked up the empty tea cups. Pam shook her head and Emily moved her focus to Alison.
"Coffee? You just had tea." Alison chuckled at Emily.
"It's a good combination. Plus I make a kick ass coffee." Emily walked into the house and Alison followed. Pam watched from the patio as the two girls chatted. Both seemed very happy. Emily had a smile on her face that Pam had never seen when she was with Alison. The blonde obviously meant something to her.
Observing the girls, Pam wondered briefly if there was something going on between them, looking at them you could see there was a spark but Pam would assume Emily would tell her in her own time. Which was fine with Pam. Her thought's quickly moved on to the next in her itinerary which was grocery shopping.
"Emily I'm going to get some supplies for the week. I'll be back in an hour or two." Pam grabbed her hand bag that she had left on the bench and kissed her daughter goodbye. With that the older Fields was gone and Emily and Alison resumed their talking. Alison made herself comfortable on the island bench and watched Emily make them coffee. The blonde looked over Emily, her back facing Alison and her hair out and still wet from the swim. The brunette was in shorts and a tank top that compliment her greatly. She wore the demine shorts perfectly and the tank top was loss, revealing the outline of her black bra.
"So, tell me about this good dream you had last night." Emily murmured as she poured the milk into the coffee. Curiosity had gotten the better of Emily in this situation.
"Well it started off with us cleaning up dishes from dinner." Alison's hands went to the bench top and suddenly she felt butterflies again. "Then we started splashing water at each other." The blonde's hands were gripping the edge of the bench when Emily turned with the coffees.
"What else?" Emily noticed the blonde's change in behaviour, her chest was rising at a rapid pace and her eyes were stuck on Emily.
"I threw a cup of water on you and you were soaked and also a little displeased." Emily laughed as she placed the coffee on the island bench. "Then we kissed." Emily's heart rate suddenly jumped, she was not aware of how quickly the atmosphere could change when she was around Alison. The brunette wanted to know more.
"Then?" Emily moved closer to Alison, feeling her being drawn to the blonde. Even with Alison sitting on the bench Emily was almost as tall as her but the blonde remained dominant and leaned into Emily's ear.
"Why don't I just show you?" Alison's whisper was seductive, Emily had never heard this tone in the blonde and it made her stomach do several back-flips. The now silent brunette could only manage a small nod, giving Alison the permission to continue. Softly pulling on the brunette's arm Alison moved Emily in between her legs, giving her an encouraging smile.
"It went something like this." Their lips were almost touching before Alison closed the distance between them. As Emily's eyes closed in anticipation for the kiss, Alison swiftly wrapped her legs around Emily's waist causing her eyes to shoot open again in surprise. Alison smiled bravely and moved in to kiss Emily. In the heat of the moment Emily's hands went straight to Alison's waist, moving the fabric of the tank top the brunette's hands slip underneath the shirt and felt the coolness of Alison's skin.
Alison's hands moved to Emily's neck, wrapping her fingers in the brunette's wet hair Alison felt Emily exhale slightly and this excited the blonde. Lips still fighting for dominance Emily pulled Alison closer, holding her tight Emily desperately wanted to take the blonde up to her room. Trying hard to control her urgers Emily forced herself to remain where she was, the brunette did not want to move too fast with the blonde but it was proving to be difficult.
Emily was very attracted to Alison, not just physically but emotionally too. However she did not want to ruin anything.
"Ali..." The blonde heard her name being called as she moved to kiss Emily's neck. "If we don't stop now I won't be able to at all." Emily panted softly as Alison's hands moved down her arms, leaving goose bumps to follow her touch.
"We don't have to stop." Alison wasn't exactly sure why she was so confident and eager; she had never been this willing to move so quickly with someone. The blonde forced herself to stop and look at the brunette who was panting uncontrollably.
"Sorry." Alison exhaled, letting herself catch her breath.
"Don't be. I just... don't want to ruin anything." Emily spoke her mind, trying to express what she was feeling was hard. She felt her body was not perfect, not with all the scars and injuries.
"You won't." Alison spoke her mind but she wasn't sure how she was feeling. Half of her wanted Emily then and there. The other half was screaming for her to control herself, to not frighten the brunette, to remain composed.
"I haven't done this before... not willingly anyway." Alison's thought's jumped to Jason. The more she thought about her brother the more she hated him and even though Emily's words scared the blonde slightly, she could understand.
"Neither have I." Alison wrapped her arms around Emily's neck and kissed her gently. "We'll take as long as you need, okay?" Emily nodded and hugged Alison. As the two shared an intimate moment Alison could hear her phone ringing, sighing she released Emily and walked to the front room and searched her bag. When she finally found her phone she had an incoming call from Aria.
"Hey Aria. What's up?" Alison felt Emily's hands on her waist and the brunette leading small kissing up and down her neck.
"Hey! So word on the street is your dad is away for the weekend. Are you going to through a party again?" Aria sounded chirpy on the other end. Emily continued to kiss the blonde's neck, making it very difficult to focus. Covering the phone quickly she faced Emily and smiled.
"You're making it very hard for me to concentrate. Go and grab our coffees and put a movie on. I'll be there in a minute." Alison's words were stern but playful, Emily giggled softly.
"Now who's being demanding?" Emily continued to giggle when Alison poked her tongue out. The brunette caught the hint and went back into the kitchen.
"How did you know?" Alison moved the phone back to her ear and was confused at Aria's mildly psychic behaviour.
"Spencer said she bumped into him when he was grabbing a coffee." Alison nodded to herself. It made sense but she hadn't even thought about a party but usually it was something she would do.
"Yeah, why not? It's been a while. Will you guys help me set up this afternoon?" Alison decided that it would be a good chance to patch things over with her friends, especially Hanna. She owed the blonde an apology.
"Of course." Aria already sounded excited.
"Can you get Hanna to come? I want to apologise to her." Alison could hear Aria's surprise from over the phone. It wasn't something Alison usually did. The blonde was changing and everyone could sense it.
In the background Alison could hear Emily playing a movie.
"Okay I'll see what I can do. Is Emily coming?" Aria seemed to be asking the question carefully. Alison had forgotten the last time the group had spoken the blonde and Emily weren't speaking.
"Yeah she is. Anyway I've got to go. See you at mine this afternoon." The two said their goodbyes and Alison made her way into the lounge room where Emily was waiting patiently.
"Is everything okay?" Emily asked kindly and it made Alison smile.
"Yes. I'm having a party at mine tonight because my dad is away for the weekend." Emily moved her arm around Alison and pulled the blonde close to her.
"Sounds fun. When did you organise that?"
"About thirty seconds ago." The two girls laughed. Alison felt ever so content with Emily; with the brunette's arm securely around her the blonde felt at ease and free from all worries. "The girls will be over mine later to help set up."
"Alright! Party at the DiLaurentis' house." Emily smiled happily, it'll be nice to spend some time with her other friends out of school. And with that, the two fell into a comfortable silence and watched the movie.