Emily's POV :
I woke up the next morning feeling worse than I did yesterday. My best friends aren't even on my side. I just got up and got ready for school. I don't want to see any of them. I can't look at them. And Ali. I just want to hold her and kiss her and tell her every things going to be alright. But I can't. She played me. Today's going to be rough.
Ali's POV :
The girls came up with a great plan to win em back. I think it's really going to work. I can't wait to see how she reacts. I got up and got ready for school. I put on Ems favorite outfit of mine. I got my black skinny jeans, white v-neck, black chucks and I lightly curled my hair. I finished up and waited for Aria to pick me up. I heard and car horn and ran outside. "You ready?" Aria asked me. "More ready than I've ever been for anything." I said back. We got to school and went to our lockers and met Spencer and Hanna in fitz's class. We were talking when emily came in. I just stared at her. She tried not to look at me. I said hey but she didn't respond. Tears built in my eyes. She's so broken. She's not dressed like she usually does. She wore her grey sweats and her Rosewood sharks hoodie. I must admit. She looks sexy when she dresses like that. First period ended and she stormed out of the room. I had to fight myself to follow her because it would ruin the plan. Spencer, Hanna, Aria, and I went over to he plan one more time to Heineken left for our next class. Before I knew it, it was lunch. I ran down to the cafeteria and waited.
Aria's POV :
It's lunch time. Time for the plan. Ali went to the cafeteria to wait. Spencer Hanna and I were scrambling to put some pictures of em and Ali along the walls leading to the lunch room. We grabbed our posters and spread out. Hanna was at the very end of the hall waiting for em. Her poster said she loved you against reason, against promise. Spencer's said she loved you against hope, against happiness. And mine said she loved you. Then em came around the corner.
Emily's POV :
I was just going to sit alone at lunch today. I don't want to talk to anyone. I was just walking. I had zoned out. I almost ran into Hanna but I stopped. She was holding a poster. I read it. "She loved you against reason, against promise." She just smiled at me and walked with me. Then Spencer was down the hall. She had a poster too. It said "She loved you against hope, against happiness." Okay what's going on here. Then I saw Aria. Another poster. Hers said "She loved you." Then they all walked me into the lunch room. Everyone was looking at me. And there she was. Ali was on top of at table looking at me. "I loved you against all discouragement that could be." She said. Aria Spencer and Hanna pushed me over to the table. Ali was just looking at me. Tears were in her eyes as well and mine. "Ali" I started to say. She cut me off. Tears started to fall down my face. The whole lunch room was quiet. That never happens. "No. Let me do the talking. I know in the past I played with your feelings. And I know it looks bad about what happened the other night. But I promise you emily. I did not hook up with him. You were the only one I wanted to be with in that moment. You're the only one I want to be with forever. I'm standing up here today because I love you. I always have loved you ever since that day I read you that quote in the library and you kissed me. I've loved you through everything. I've never stopped. Emily Catherine Fields, will you be my girlfriend?" Everything's seemed to move in slow motion. Alison just asked me to be her girlfriend in front of the whole school. I was in shock. She just kept looking at me. I looked up at her. "Hell yes." She grabbed my hand and helped me the table. She smashed our lips together and everyone cheered. This is where I'm supposed to be. This is where I'm happy. She broke the kiss. "I love you Emily. I promise you Noel forced me. I would never ever do that to you. You're the only one I want." She said to me. "I love you too. I love you so fucking much." I smashed our lips together again and everyone kept cheering.
