PRETTY Little LOVE (emison fanfic)

Chapter 25: #itsadate

(present day)

Alison's pov

"Hello?"

I gave out a sigh of relief at the sound of her raspy voice. Seems like she just woke up. Now I feel guilty.

"Hey!"

And then I thought I was ready to rant about her not calling or texting back. But here she is on the other line with that sexy morning voice and all that came up in my head to say is just freakin' hey.

"Alison? What's up?" Emily said, now sounds fully awake.

"Hi! I was just... uhm... checking," Oh boy, why do I feel like this is so not gonna go well, "checking if you're still alive or in another state of coma yet again,"

She chuckled. And the sound of it on my ear caught me off guard, triggered something that sent the butterflies in my stomach into a rave party instantly, "If I was, who do you think is gonna answer your call?"

"Cops maybe,"

"I'm fine, Ali, thanks... I-i mean Alison, is it okay if I call you Ali? You're name's a little bit mouthful, so..."

"You've been calling me that since forever, besides you already called me 'Ali' last time you were here, like three days ago," honestly, I think my name's pretty, but Em's right. It's a little bit mouthful too, just like her name... Emily Catherine.

"I did?" she seemed surprised.

"You don't remember? I recall you referred to me as Ali like more than twice... so," she really got some serious trauma in the head if she doesn't recall that. But then again, it's the little things people usually tend to forget, with or without head injury.

"Oh yeah! Right, I called you 'Ali'... so, Ali... is there anything I can help you with?"

How about some more explanation, I thought, "Are you busy today? Work? Where do you work by the way?"

There was an eery silence after that. Please somebody tell me Emily's not going to stall again, and just talk to me about everything, "Em? Are you still there?"

I heard a rustling sound, then a thud. Then Emily's voice came back, "Yeah... still here, I just went to the kitchen and grabbed some milk... what was your question again?"

I thought about it, whether if I continue this conversation on the phone or just ask her to meet up. I don't know for sure where exactly she is now, but I do hope she's in Rosewood. I'll take my chances anyway, "I was wondering if you want to have lunch later... so, we can talk. You can ask me anything, I know you have questions,"

And so do I...

"I don't know about lunch, because I'm in New York and I got some stuff to do... how about dinner? Only if it's okay, I hope you don't mind," Dinner... wow... my wily brain suddenly can't seem to process anything synonymous to dinner but the word yes. Anyway, what is she doing in New York? What is her job exactly? Damn these questions... they're like an itch that I can't scratch away.

"Absolutely, sure..." despite these thoughts, I answered right away so fast I may have sounded eager. But who cares, I need to see Emily again.

She's not the only one who's got unresolved issues here.

"Okay, then... Where do you want to meet up?" she asked.

"Apple Rose Grille is always open even late at night, so..."

"Apple Rose Grille?" I can actually hear confusion in her voice with how she asked it.

"Yeah... you know where that is, right? It's not in New York just so you know..."

" I know it's not in New York, Ali... besides, if can't find it, there's always Google map, so..."

"You don't remember Apple Rose Grille, do you..." I said flatly, stifling my own version of chuckle.

"I do!" she said a little too high pitched to hide her enthusiasm, "Okay... maybe I don't, but you'll tell me about it, won't you?"

"Only if you meet up with me there, Emmy..."

"Okay then, meet you there at seven maybe? If traffic isn't brutal I'd be there earlier," she said.

"Traffic is always brutal, but I'll still be there even if you're going to be late..."

Just show up, it's all you got to do, I don't mind how long it takes for you, Em, just show up... I didn't say that out loud, but I'm actually screaming that in my head.

"Okay... it's a date then... I mean not a date date, just... whatever,"

Now, I can't stifle my laugh, "I'll see you there, take care and please drive safe,"

" 'kay... later,"

Emily and I hang up the phone about the same time and I turned from my open fridge, which I just realized I was standing in front of the entire time I was talking to Emily, and got surprised to see Hanna on the counter sipping something steaming in a mug.

Which now I realize is my coffee.

"Sneak much, Hanna!"

"Emmmy?... I heard all of that..." She sipped some more of my coffee while she intently studied my face, giving me a little smirk after.

"Hanna, it was just..." I don't know how else to explain myself since I am very much aware that the girls have as much questions as I do.

"No need to explain, sweet cheeks, " Hannah seemed to have heard what was in my head, "Just let us have our turn, okay... We missed Emily, too, you know..."

And with that, she placed down my coffee on the counter, and went to my living room. Leaving me staring brainless at her, totally taken by surprise.

"So! when do we get to Aria's for some house flipping?! She texted and said Spencer's already at her place!"

Hanna yelled out from there and made me shake my head. We're supposed to meet Aria today to help out in her studio. Just placing stuff in the right places, is all, and not necessarily flipping the entire damn apartment. Hanna can really be too much for me to handle at times, but she's my best friend and I love her... so

I gotta move now, otherwise Hanna will just start nagging me about my conversation with Emily... 

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