Faking It (Emison)

Chapter 4

Emily POV

"God his lips are the perfect combination of soft and firm. They were like clouds of perfection and his hair. Oh god, his hair is beyond perfect. Ugh and his blue eyes. It's like they're peering right into my soul."

I roll my eyes in the locker room as I put my clothes in my bag, "yeah. You said the same thing about Zac Efron."

"Well, this is different! Toby's parents are rich but he drives a beat up Chevy which means that he's socially aware. His best friends are a lesbian and a feminist, which means he's tolerant and accepting of strong women." Alison breaks to sigh in admiration and awe, "and he's an artist. Which means that deep down inside he's wounded. God he's so-" "perfect?" I say with disinterest and Ali squeals, "exactly."

"If only he were a vampire, then he'd really be the one for you. Now shut up, gym class was already torture enough." I roll my eyes again as I shove my things into my bag. All she has been doing the entire time after her make out session is talk about her make out session and how "perfect" Toby fricken Cavanaugh is.

"Okay...I don't know what crawled up your ass today, but I hope it crawls right back out by the time we have to give our speech at homecoming assembly," she says as she turns back to her gym locker.

"Yeah I'm not going to that."

My back is to her as she says, "what are you talking about?"

I look at the ground, "I'm done pretending I'm a lesbian and I'm not going to do it anymore." My eyes travel up to the ceiling in stress.

"But being gay is the best thing that's ever happened to us," she says it as if it's obvious which only makes me more mad as I stand up, "NO! It's the best thing that's ever happened to you Alison. You're only doing this to get Toby to finally recognize you. You got your popularity, your stupid photo shoot and your stupid kiss with Toby fucking Cavanaugh! I never wanted any of this!" I stare at her as my chest rises and falls rapidly, my lungs catching my breath.

Alison's looks at me incredulously. 

"Then why did you go along with it in the first place?" Her tone is demanding and accusing, making my heart slightly crack at it because she never gets mad at me. Like ever.

"Because your my best friend and I wanted you to be happy," I explain with a sigh and sass in my voice. Ali widens her eyes in a confused way and nods with a smile, "well it worked, I'm happy!"

"Well I'm not!" It comes out angry and depressed, quickly making Alison's smile disappear immediately. 

I sigh and lean against the lockers, looking at her hopelessly, "can't we just forget these past two days and go back to where it was just us two? To the way things were?"

Alison looks at me, then looks down, shaking her head, "what if I don't want to go back?" When she lifts her head again to look at me I'm staring at her with disbelief. Why wouldn't she want to go back? We were perfectly fine before any of this nonsense ever happened!

Alison and Emily, unbreakable best friends. Yeah we weren't known but we had each other. And we never fought. We never shouted really and we never had any drama. Now that we are "lesbians", everything that I loved about our relationship is gone. Ruined.

My eyes are trained on her as they blink with sadness and hurt. "Then good luck finding a new girlfriend," I say and walk out of the locker room before she can continue and make me cave in. Because knowing myself, I wouldn't be able to deny her much longer.

Hanna POV

When Emily leaves I lean against my locker, smirking as I rub lotion on my body.