Ali's POV :
It's been about a month since emily lost her memory. She still doesn't have it completely back. She still thinks I'm the old Ali who plays with her feelings all the time. Even though Hanna and I both told her the story if what happened, she's still really weird around me. You can tell she's trying, but she doesn't remember. Mrs fields thought it would be good for Emily yo come back to school with us. She's been back for a week. She knows her way around the school, but she doesn't remember anything in her classes. I was walking to my next class when I saw em at her locker. I walked up behind her. "Hey em." I said with a smile. She jumped. I couldn't tell of it was because I scared her or if it was because of my voice. "Hey." She said softly. "Can I walk you to your next class?" I asked. "Ugh yeah that's fine." She said with out making eye contact. We walked in silence. We felt so distant lately. It's terrible. I've been feeling really depressed, but I try not to show it. We got to her next class and this is when she would usually kiss me good bye. She stopped and looked at me and cracked a half smile. "Are we still good for later?" I asked before she walked away. "Yeah. I'll text you." She said and walked into hee class room. I couldn't concentrate in any of my classes. My grades started to slip. It's just so hard when em doesn't remember anything. The final bell rang and I walked to my car. I've been staying at my parents for the past couple nights. It gets lonely without em at the apartment. I got to my parents and walked in. Em was coming over in a little bit to work on some homework she was struggling with. I grabbed a snack and got ready for her to come over.
I woke up to my phone vibrating. Shit. I didn't realize I fell asleep. Em was outside my house. I walked downstairs to get the door. My parents must have left. I opened the door. "Hey em!" I said with a smile. "Hey." She said. She sounded more enthusiastic than earlier. We went up to my room and sat in my bed. "So Whatcha want to start with?" I asked her. "Umm how about math. I dont understand these logarithms and stuff." She said. I kinda chuckled. Emily was always the good one at math. And now it's the opposite. I was explaining how to solve her problems before she did some on her own. I was watching her do a problem when I caught a mistake. I put my hand on her paper when her hand met mine. I just looked up at her. I don't think she realized what she did. She stopped and looked at me. She instantly got nervous. "Ugh I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to." She said. "Hey. It's alright em. I'm not mad. I'm not going to do anything. It actually felt nice to feel your warmth again." I said and smiled at her. She quickly removed her hand and got back to work. She finished her math and wanted to move in to English. We were reading The Great Gatsby. We were sitting there reading when I felt her looking at me. I net her eyes. I flashed my smile and tucked my hair behind my ear. I saw her eyes turn dark with lust. I put my book down and crawled closer to her. We just looked at each other. She was clenching her jaw. I knew she wasn't going to make a move, so I did.
Emily's POV :
I went to Ali's after school. I was a little nervous. I want to believe that she really does love me, but she always plays with my feelings. Why should I believe her? She prolly told Hanna exactly what to say to me. I got to Ali's and we went to her room. We started working on math. God she looks so beautiful. Damn. Why do I have to love her. I shook her out of my head. I finished my math and we started reading The Great Gatsby. I couldn't help but look at her. She looks so cute. I love when she reads. I didn't realize I was staring at her until she looked up at me. My heart started to race. She flashed me her smile and tucked her hair like she always does. I want to kiss her so bad, but that's exactly what she wants me to do. That's how she pulls me back in. But damn I want her. She put her book down and crawled closer to me. Control yourself emily. Don't do anything. If you don't make a move, neither will she. I just sat there and looked at her. She bit her lip. What was took hat about? She rubbed my cheek with her thumb. I closed my eyes trying not to let her get to me. But why is she making a to move on me? That's not like her. And before I knew it her lips were on mine. I didn't respond because I was in shock. She pulled away. Her face turned red. "Idk so sorry." She said as her voice turned shaky. I couldn't say anything. So I grabbed her face and smashed our lips together. Our lips fit perfectly together. It felt so right and so familiar. But I can't understand why. God her lips are perfect. I leaned her back against her pillows and climbed on top of her. Things were getting heated. Her hands were up my shirt feeling my stomach.
*FLASHBACK*
I stepped out of Ali's room to call my mom and asked to stay at Hanna's since she didn't know Ali was back yet. I came back into Ali's room. She was standing at her closet getting dressed. I didn't realize I was staring until Ali said something. "Like what you see?" She didn't even have to look at me. She could just feel me staring. "Umm. Ugh I'm so sorry. I ugh." "Em it's fine." She said half dressed walking over to me. "I didn't stop you did i?" She said biting her lip. She wrapped her arms around my neck. I looked into her eyes that were dark with lust. Then she smashed her lips on mine. She slid her hands up my shirt and felt every inch if my stomach. She loves feeling my stomach. And I love when she touches me so softly. So caring.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
I stopped what I was doing and stood up. "Are you okay?" Ali asked. I was so confused. What did I just remember? I stood there thinking for a minute. "Em?" "Ugh yeah. I just remembered my mom told me to be home for dinner. Sorry." I said. I grabbed my things and practically ran out of her house. What did I have a memory of? I went home and just sat in my room thinking. Why did I remenber that but I can't remember anything else. Ali texted me several times asking if I was alright, but I didn't reply. My mom called me down for dinner. She noticed something was bothering me. "Sweetie what's on your mind?" My mom asked. "Umm I remembered something about Ali and I but I don't know if it's a dream or a memory." I said. "Well what was it? Maybe I could help." She said. "It's nothing important. I just have to thing about it a little." I said. I didn't want to tell my mom it was about Ali and I having sex. I finished dinner and went up to my room to think until I fell asleep.
