Chapter 13- Protective Emily

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Alison's POV

I'm half an hour earlier than I'd told Emily that I'd be but I don't think it will make much of a difference to her if she's at home with Hanna anyway. I ring the doorbell and after a few seconds Emily opens the door. I could almost swear that she is red in the face. Probably just the light.

I don't really know why I reached out for Emily. She's queen bee, she wouldn't care about me. I kissed her because I liked her, no, I loved her. Just being with her makes me crazy but I know that I am probably just an experiment for Emily. A lesbian experience.

"Uh come- come in," Emily saids. I hear Hanna's laughter echo through the house. I swear she's always laughing and so wrong minded.

"She wants you to come in more ways than one," Hanna smirks. I feel myself go red in the the face. Emily looks down at her feet. Is it possible that queen beee Emily is embarrassed? Probably not.

Hanna leaves the house as I go up to Emily's room. It's then that I start crying, letting the tears fall down my face. Emily looks uncomfortable for a moment and doesn't know what to do. Badass Emily probably didn't cry and I doubt Hanna does either. Then that awkward moment is gone and Emily's hands are around me. I don't care about all the rumors saying Emily's a horny slut. Her arms around my body don't feel sexual or exploring, they feel nice and warm, like a hug should feel.

I began talking, "I don't know what the heck I'm going to do Emily. You probably don't understand because you have the perfect social life. You don't even have to try and you're popular. I've never had a proper friend and when I do, they don't accept me being gay. I moved to Rosewood High and now it's happening again and I'm falling for a girl I shouldn't and I-"

Emily shuts me up with a kiss to the lips. It isn't slow and soft like last time but hard. Hard but passionate and filled with love all the same. God, I love her. I shouldn't but I love her so damn much. I pull her closer and kiss her again and when my lips are on hers a flash goes off and I try to throw myself of Emily but it's too late as I hear the click of a camera.

It's only then that I look to the window and I see that the blinds haven't been shut and Emily has a neighbour.

"Mona Vanderwal," Emily says. I recognise the name. She's one of the girls that spread the rumors about my sexuality after Noel's party. A girl that no doubt, will share that photo of me and Emily.

*NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL*

As I make my way into the school building, panic overcomes me. Plastered on most lockers is a blown-up photo of me and Emily at her house last night. I try to tell myself that it's okay, that Emily is there and it will all be okay. But it's not. I see people stare at me just like the day before when my sexuality was made clear to everyone. I can already here them whispering

"Emily's such a player"

"Em's just in it for the sex, the new girl's crazy to think she has something"

"She's Emily Field's new one night stand"

"Emily's got Alison fooled into thinking they have something"

"Wow Emily probably got a good fuck out of the new girl."

But all people no longer matter, because I see Emily 20 metres away. There are a few boys surrounding her, chatting with her. I hear one of them say, "Is she a good fuck?" I hope Emily will say that we are friends or that she likes me, or something. Anything would be better than what she says.

"Yeah she's a better fuck that all you guys. Why do you think I'm nice to her?"

Fuck. So Emily was playing me all along. I really thought we had something more than that. It seems Emily doesn't feel that same way. Like always, I'm going to be loner. Mona approaches me and says, "Ooh here's the lesbian. I was just wondering if I want a little girl on girl action for myself, do I need to bring my own toys or do you supply them yourself?" The crowd erupts with laughter. Emily turns away for a second, trying to decide something. I don't think I could bear it if Emily turns away and leaves me here to fend for myself. Hanna whispers something to Emily. After hesitation, she makes her way towards me and the crowd that has gathered behind Mona.

"Mona, don't get your panties in a twist. Ali here doesn't fuck sluts like you," Emily tells Mona in a cold, calm voice.

Mona smiles, "Emily, we both know you're using her. Tell princess here. It will hurt less if you tell her now."

Emily's reply takes me by surprise, "Alison doesn't fuck sluts so I am damn lucky that she's even friends with me. She's not my fucking one-night stand okay? I love her and I don't care if she doesn't want to fuck. I love her Mona and I'm not using her."

I barely have the time to register the shock on everyone's faces before Emily storms out, dragging me along.

"Thank you Emily. For lying to get me out of there," I tell her.

"She wasn't lying Blondie," Hanna's voice says from behind me. "Emily doesn't lie for other people. It's the truth, she loves you, you have to be crazy not to see it."

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