Unobtainable (An Emison Story)

Chapter 11

Alison's POV

"Sorryyy" I said and then sent a fake smile to Emily who seemed completely lost. Obviously not expecting at all what happened...but boy was I wrong......

She quickly recovered from her short state of shock and Caleb swiftly handed her a tissue. Once again, Emily reached for me and used the tissue to gently clean my germ infected hand. Emily slightly lowered her head, keeping gentle eye contact with me.

I never noticed that Emily's eyes resembled much of her parents, except hers contained something I couldn't quite name. Her eyes held an idea or feeling of some sort that I couldn't mentally grasp. There was no name for what I saw, because I've simply never seen it before. I mean I've looked into people's eyes before but this...this was definitely something different.

While our intense eye contact was still in progress Emily continued to lower her mouth. Finally, stopping when her gentle lips settled on my silky smooth skin. Emily's warm hand, which cradled mine, only add to the intensity of this simple action. A simple action that caused a huge whirlwind of electricity to course through my entire body and back to her plump yet fragile lips. Her eyes never leaving mine..even while lifting her mouth back and gently letting go of my hand.

Writers POV

"It was a pleasure meeting you Alison, well re-meeting you as our parents claim." Emily teased and discreetly winked towards the shocked blonde. While everyone else laughed, including Caleb and Toby, although they were clearly laughing for a completely different reason. Emily smirked at Alison, both girls relieved; their parents were completely oblivious to everything that unfolded right in front of their eyes.

After both the DiLaurentis and Fields family said their goodbyes, Pam and Wayne had some business issues to attend leaving Caleb, Toby, Emily and Skylar bored.

"We could finish unpacking?" Caleb questioned after what seemed like hours of pitching ideas of how to overcome this severe boredom.

"We coulddddd eat till we pass out" Toby offered.

"We could take the quads out back and cruise around" Emily suggested after seeing the boys bored faces.

"Around, like around rosewood" Toby asked, suddenly becoming interested.

"No Toby, I doubt these people would be to thrilled to see three teenagers rampaging their town on four wheeled motors of destruction" Caleb answered for Emily.

"Or we could just go to where I work?" Emily suggested, quickly running out of ideas.

"No offense Emmy but we want to have fun not work" Toby quickly rebutted.

"No you dummy. I work at a cafe, we could eat there and hangout or something"

"Ok but can we pleaseeee take the 2015 Camaro zl1" Caleb begged.

"Nope," Emily said popping the p, "we're taking the pick up"

"The 1970??" Caleb questioned unenthusiastically.

"You know it!!" Emily replied excitedly, "Now come on, let's go!"

"But whyyyy I hate that one" Toby threw his two cents.

"What!? It's one of my favorites, how dare you?" Emily exclaimed pretending to be extremely shocked and hurt, while holding her chest.

"Why it's so old, and it's not even one of those cool old collection ones. It's just old" Toby continued taunting Emily's choices.

"That's exactly why...it's nice and simple. Plus I need to keep a low profile again, Alison wasn't suppose to know who I am, I'm just thankful that her twin Cece didn't show up."

"Emily why are you doing this again not everyone is the same, and decided to just use people for there money and connections"

"I don't know Caleb, all I know is that no one can know." Emily tried to end the conversation, "Now come on lets go!"

"Wait wait wait! I think we are all missing the big picture here," Emily and Caleb turned to Toby encouraging him to continue, "Alison has a twin, I bet she's hot!"

Caleb and Emily burst into a fit of laughter, "Yeah she is Toby ok," Emily laughed, "Now let's go!"

"She probably is but good old Emmy doesn't care. She's got her eyes set on someone else, huuh Emmy." Caleb playfully elbowed Emily as they got in the truck.

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At the Brew

Emily's POV

"You know, for being so old, this baby runs pretty smooth" Toby said while admiring my truck.

The smell of pastries and freshely brewed coffee evaded my nose. Even though I ate not so long ago, the aroma sent my stomach in a whirlwind of hunger. I felt my eyes casually fall on my bosses, Ezra, sending me a very sincere smile. He must be in a good mood, maybe Aria and him started talking again. I swear that guy turns into a mean old man who just lost his dentures or something.

The sound of quite laughter filled my ears as I blocked out all of the other meaningless chit chat between strangers and classmates. I turned around only to have my stomach twist. There they were, all of them, and here I was. With no invitation to hangout. I mean even my friends were there without me. Aria, Hanna, Cece, Spencer, and Alison sat in the back hangout area decorated with soft comfy vibrant couches and plush pillows.

"So what's good here?" Caleb asked.

I was immediately brought out of my thoughts and quickly turned around, trying to block out the girls.

"Honestly anything, you guys can get what ever you want, it's on me."

After we ordered we got out of line and waited for our names to be called.

I noticed Caleb looking around, "I like it, it feels nice and cozy!"

"Hey look there's Alison with some people, looks like her friends or something, come on lets go say hi!" Toby said while eyeing the girls very carefully. He started to turn around and walk towards their direction.

"No wait! Tobs, you can't remember you don't "know" Alison...she doesn't know you...she doesn't know I'm "rich"" I explained the last part quietly. Toby's smile quickly fell, being super excited to talk to the girls.

"Okay...how about we go over there and I'll introduce you guys to everyone, yeah?"

"Sure" Caleb replied, "Yes!!" Toby exclaimed while I laughed at my hilarious best friends.

"Emily!!" The new barista called, "Come on lets get our drinks then we can go say hi"

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As we approached closer and closer to the girls the more my mind began to race, what if Cece is still mad at me? What if the girls are mad at me because of the Cece incident? What if Alison doesn't play along? Oh my god, what if Alison already told the girls?!? What if they are all mad that I didn't te- "Hey guys!" I smiled shakily already dreading what their response could be.