Rewind

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

Emily walks throw the porch and before she could put a foot inside the house, Alison stands in front of her, being an obstacle for the brunette to get in...

Emily raises an eye brow. – "Something wrong?"

Alison doesn't reply, she just pouts and locks her look on the brunette, and Emily gulps with the constant gaze, she is trying to figure it out if she did something wrong or if it's just that period of the month when Alison is extremely sensitive...

Emily. – "Uhmmm... I'm sorry..."

Alison. – "Why are you apologizing?"

Emily shrugs. – "I don't know... why are you not letting me in?"

Alison pouts. – "I'm not doing such thing!"

Emily. – "Yes, you're! You're in front of the door and I can't get in..."

Alison crosses her arms above her chest and pouts even more. Emily chuckles, because for her, there's nothing cuter, than Alison's pouts.

Alison pouts. – "You didn't notice it..."

Emily's eyes get bigger, she thinks: 'shit! What did I miss?! A change of look?! Did she cut her hair?! No... it's not that... mmm... a new dress? No, I don't think so, she hasn't gone shopping in a while... mmm... damn it, what is it?! Emily! Think!'

The brunette is consumed by her thoughts and Alison can see how worried Emily looks by not knowing what she didn't notice. The blonde chuckles, she finds lovely how Emily overworks herself for even the tiny things like this...

Alison says as she holds Emily's hand. – "Follow me..."

They walk outside the house and they stop just in front of the mailbox, Alison points out towards it and Emily gasps with surprise as she stares at the label on it...

Emily smiles. – "You put my name on it!"

Alison smiles. – "Well yeah! This is your house too..."

Emily smiles, and her smile gets bigger as she stares at their names together... Fields & DiLaurentis... Emily's imagination flies away, she pictures herself in a white dress with the blonde and loves it... Fields & DiLaurentis... Emily's daydreaming, with a goofy smile in her face and the brunette starts giggling as she's daydreaming with her perfect fantasy: marrying the blonde. Alison stares at Emily and feels the impulse of teasing the girl...

Alison whispers in Emily's ear. – "You're thinking that our wedding invitation should look like that, isn't?!"

Emily blushes. – "What?! I... I...."

Alison laughs, looking at the red face of Emily and she guides the brunette inside the house...

Alison. – "Come on Em... dinner is ready, and I don't want it to get cold..." (She leans towards Emily and whispers to her ear) "But, just know, I'm actually thinking that just Ms. Fields would work better for me...."