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Chapter 7: Some Things Never Change

*unedited*

Alison's POV

The girls are all meant to be arriving today and I can't help but feel nervous. That means she's here. I don't know how she's gonna act around me now that she feels like I've betrayed her. Which I mean, I didn't really. Ok so I didn't tell her I was engaged to the guy who basically made me get over her and whom she was scared would steal me from her. But me moving on from her with him is entirely her fault, dammit! I shouldn't be sitting her and feeling guilty after all she's the one who cheated! She's the reason why we're in this mess in the first place! She's the reason why I'm a mess a week before my wedding!

What am I talking about? There's no reason for me to freak out.

'' Breathe, Alison. Breathe'' I try to compose myself as I bring my feet up on the rock and hug my knees

I'm not a mess. I'm perfectly fine. This is just pre-wedding jitters. I'm all good.

I take a deep breath and close my eyes. In the darkness, I see brown eyes all of a sudden open up. Dark chocolate orbs. I smile. His eyes are the first thing that came to my mind, I giggle like a school girl with a crush to myself. I keep my eyes closed, retaining every detail. That's odd... Elliot's eyes are darker and hard. This gaze seems more gentle and has a few specks of caramel in the irises. I can't help but be fascinated by these mesmerising eyes and in my mind and imagination I find myself looking more and more into them. The eyes are suddenly replaced by an image of soft pink lips with a light smirk. That's so sexy, shit... Those lips seem so kissable.. The only person I know who's ever had such kissable lips was E-

'' FUUUUUUUCK!!!'' My eyes shoot open as I suddenly realise whom my imagination was drawing. Why?!?!?! WHY CAN'T SHE FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE! It's been 5 years and apart from maybe an occasional hot dream (yes it's exactly what you're thinking) I've never seen her as anything else as Emily Fields, my best friend since we were 14. Why would this happen now? I'm happily engaged to Elliot, he's been nothing but good to me, good for me. We stayed in Rosewood, occasionally going on holiday in other parts of the US, visiting friends. We never went to the UK or Paris, he had no one left in his country and had told me that Paris wasn't worth all the hype and said it would destroy my vision of the city. I believe him, but I also wanted to believe him because even if he had offered to go to fulfil my lifelong dream, something always felt off about going to Paris with him. I didn't know why, my subconscious and my heart and occasionally managed to make the reason heard but I just kept pushing it back down. It made no sense. Elliot was and is the one I love right? So I should want to go to the city of love with him, right? But for some reason, I always felt held back and whenever he offered because he wanted to make me happy, I'd decline saying that he was right and I wanted to keep my idea of the city intact.

'' I love Elliot. I am marrying him and am becoming Mrs Alison Lauren Rollins.'' I tell myself looking out the lake in front of me

'' That didn't sound very convincing'' I hear a voice behind me

Fuck. You're kidding right! This is the worst timing ever!

Emily's POV

I arrive to the one place that gives me some peace of mind when I see blonde locks of hair cascading down a blue Rosewood Sharks hoodie, I smirk proudly to myself as I recognise the jumper from my senior year on my high school sweetheart. As I get closer her I can hear her talking to herself.

'' That didn't sound very convincing'' I see her tense up and I go and sit beside her.

I don't look at her at first. I'm building up the courage to do so. I look ahead at the calm blue water in front of us. All the memories I have here, all the memories we have here. Our first kiss, the night she came back and declared her love for me, our many other kisses we shared here, our hugs, our silences that always seemed comfortable. Unlike this one, that was getting real awkward real quick.