Emison: Fragile Like Glass

Chapter 17: Beyond Like

*You never know with this story*

Alison POV:
"My feelings for you are beyond like. It's....love." I say to Emily as I jump off of her.

They're are hundreds of kids watching us.

I turn around and look at all of them and smile before turning back to Emily and kissing her again.

"I love you." I tell her.

"I love you, too." She says back.

"Let's get outta here." She suggests, and grabs my hand.

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*Friday night*

Okay. This house is boring as hell.

Dad is on a business trip, mom is at work, and Jason is...Who the hell knows nowadays?

I decided to just call Emily.

"Hello?" She asks into the phone.

"Hey, baby. What are you doing?" I ask her, attempting to sound seductive.

"I'm sorry. I don't remember calling for a Sex Hotline. I think you have the wrong number." She says. And I could almost hear the smirk on her face.

"Oh...But, I think we could arrange that. Don't you?" I ask with my best sexy voice, laughing towards the end.

"I think we could." She says, but I could barely understand her, and then I heard a crunch.

"Are you eating while talking to the one of the best as Sex Hotline?" I ask her pretending to be hurt.

I hear her laugh on the other end, and my heart melts.

"Whaaat?! Pffft! No!" She laughs.

"So, why did you call me?" She asks once she stops laughing.

"Umm...I don't remember." I answer and let out a high pitched laugh.

"Let me guess. You're bored and want me to come over?" She asks.

"Yes! That's it!" I exclaim excitedly.

"Okay. I'll be there in 5."

"Bye."

"Bye. Love you."

"Love you, too."

Love.

Still hearing her say those words to me melt my heart and make me all giddy.

5 minutes later, Emily is here.

"Hey, babe! I brought pizza!" She exclaims with her biggest smile.

I laugh, and she leans in and pecks my lips.

We spend the night eating junk food, cuddling, and watching movies.

Emily POV:
After the fifth movie ended, I noticed Alison's breathing had evened out.
Shes asleep.

I looked at her face, and she looked so peaceful and cute.

I got up off of the couch, and turned back to Alison, and picked her tiny frame up off of the couch.

She moved a little, and rested her head on my shoulder.

I walked up the stairs to her room, and laid her down in her bed.

I was about to leave when she woke up.

"Where are you going?" She asks sleepily.

"Oh, uh...I was just going to go home." I say quietly.