Emily's POV:
The four of us girls were on a bus to New York. We had gotten a text from Ali asking for us to meet her at a theater. As we get closer I start to get more and more nervous. Why am I nervous? Do I still have feelings? No snap out of it Emily. Just focus on getting to New York.
When we finally arrive at the place Ali asked us to meet, it is completely dark outside. It is about 7:30 at night. We walk in the theater and start to look for Ali. Then suddenly she appeared from around the curtain of the stage. Tears appear in her eyes as well as mine. "Oh my God, Ali. I can't believe it's you!" I say. "Em, I missed you so much!" She says as she ran into my arms. I hugged her tight for what seemed like forever. We let go and she hugged the other girls. We started talking about how we were going to get her home. Spencer thought we should just grab a hotel room for the night then decide in the morning. We were all pretty tired from the trip.
Ali's POV:
I'm finally reunited with the girls. It feels so great. And when Em and I hugged, it just felt so warm and perfect. We had walked a couple of blocks to a near by hotel. Spencer decided to get two rooms so we weren't all as cramped in one. She said that two of us would share one and the other three would be in the other. "Em and I will share!" I blurted out. Everyone just stared at me but didn't say anything. Em just nodded her head, acknowledging it was alright. We were walking to the rooms. Spencer, Hanna, and Aria were in room 56 and Em and I were right down the hall in 62. Em and I said good night to the girls and headed to our room. My hands were so shaky I couldn't get the key into the hole, so Em went to help me. Our hands touched and the touch of her hand made butterflies appear in my stomach. "Woah, calm down Ali. It's just Em," I thought to myself. She looked at me and smiled. So I smiled back. We entered the the hotel room. There was one queen size bed, a little living area, a small kitchen, and a bathroom. We were both exhausted and just ready for bed. I was trying to figure out what emily was thinking. She hadn't said much since we met at the theater. She just went straight to the bathroom and freshened up for bed. Then she went just went and sat on the edge of the bed. "Whatcha thinking about?" I asked her.
Emily's POV :
"Whatcha thinking about?" Ali asked me. "Oh umm. Just a lot of things I guess." Honestly all I've been thinking about is why Ali seemed so anxious to share a room with just me. And do I still have feelings for her. "Everything okay?" She asked. "Yeah. I'm alright. Just a little tired. It's been a long day." "Alright. You ready for bed?" "Yeah." I responded.
It was now 12:35. We had been in bed for two hours now. I couldn't tell if Ali was awake or asleep. "Ali, are you asleep?"
