Jealous: An Emison FanFic

Chapter 1

November 21, 2014

Emily's POV

Tonight is the night. The night that I'm going to propose to Nat. I love her so much and I'm so happy we met when we did. In my life right now, I have everything that I always wanted. A person to spend the rest of my life with and a very supportive family.
The only thing that I wish I still had is my friends from high school. I haven't seen or talked to them them since graduation.

_________Flashback________

"Can you believe we already graduated!" I say with a huge smile on my face. We were all in Spencer's barn having a sleepover since we just graduated. I am sitting on the the floor with Aria while Ali, Spencer, and Hanna sit on the couch.

"I know I can't believe it either" Spencer exclaims.

"I'm just surprised that we made it. I mean we went through so much. A and Ali's fake death." Hanna runs a hand through her hair. "I don't know how we did it."

"I'm so glad that there is no more A. It's like a ton a bricks were lifted from my shoulders when Paige confessed to being A." Alis sighs. "I'm finally able to stop being scared that my life is in danger, you know. "

"I agree." Aria replies. "We can finally move on."

Spencer quickly changes the subject. "I'm so bummed that none of us are going to the same college. I know most of us will be close, but it won't be the same."

Hanna scoffs. "At least you guys are close to each other! I'm going to California! I'm going to be all alone!"

"Hey! Don't forget about me. I'm going to California too, remember?" Ali says.

"Sorry, I forgot. But we're not going to the same school. It just sucks though."

"Yeah, I know." Ali says back.

"Can we at least savor our last night together, as friends." Spencer asks. We all nod our heads in agreement. I'm really sad that I won't be seeing these girls ever again. I spent most of my life with them and now I will barely see them.

"We can still hang out even though we're going to college." Aria points out. "It's not like we won't see each other ever again." We all nod again, but in my head I know it won't happen. It saddens me so much that I will probably never see these girls again after tonight.

______End of Flashback______

As Natalie and I walk through campus. We finally stop at the place where we first met, an old bench under a tree outside of my dorm. The bench looks as of it's about to fall apart because it's been there for so many years.

Here goes nothing. "Natalie Winters. I know we've only known each other for three months, but it has been the three best months of my life." I pause to look into her beautiful brown eyes. "Ever since I saw you sitting on that bench, I knew we would end up together. So I would like to ask you a question" I get down on one knee. "Will you marry me?" I present the ring to her and her eyes start to tear up.

"Yes!" She answers with tears streaming down her face. I put the ring on her finger and stand up. She pulls me into a passionate kiss and then pulls away to say, "I love you Emily."

"I love you too." I respond.

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Alison's POV

I'm sitting outside the café that I go to every morning. I sip my coffee casually as I stare at the beautiful sky. It's so beautiful here in Paris, I'm so happy that applied to study abroad here. I remember my professor back at Stanford telling us about the opportunity to study law here for a semester and I'm just glad that my request was accepted. But it seems that something is missing and I can't quite put my finger on it.

I may have come to Paris to study law, but since I've been here I've found myself zoning out of lessons and just sketching in my notebook. I don't think I want to be a lawyer anymore. The reason I wanted to become one is because I thought I'd be good at it, but it's so boring. I guess being a good liar doesn't exactly fit the qualifications to be a lawyer.

I stare back up at the sky and pull out my notebook and pencil. The sky will make a nice drawing. I loose myself in the drawing.

Eventually, I get pulled back into reality by someone who pats me on my shoulder. "Avez-vous terminé avec vous café?" A young attractive waiter asks me. (Are you done with your coffee)

"Oui, merci." I say back.
(Yes, thank you.)

I begin to pack up my notebook and pencil. I spot my best friend walking down the street. "Hey Kim!" I shout.

She turns around and approaches me. "Ali, where the fuck have you been? I've been looking all over for you. You know you missed class, right?" She asks "I'm worried about you. This is the third class you've missed this week"

"I know." I look away for a moment. "I'm thinking about switching majors and transferring."

"You joking right?" When I don't respond she seems disappointed. "What major were you thinking of switching to and what school were you thinking about transferring to?"

"I was thinking of switching to visual arts because I love to draw and I'm really good at it."

"In the two years that I've known you, I've never seen you draw once."

"Actually it is more of a recent thing." I pull out my notebook from my bag and hand it to her. "Here." She takes it and opens it. "As for the school I have no idea. I was thinking somewhere on the East coast so I could be closer to home."

"These are beautiful, Alison." She gives me my notebook back. And we start walking back to our dorm. "I would've never thought that you of all people would be an artist."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean!"

"Well I would never think that the 'Queen B' miss Alison DiLaurentis would draw."

"We'll believe it cause it's true." We arrive at our room and I unlock it. "Will you help me look for schools." Kim smiles.

"Of course. I really wish that you would stay in California with me. I understand, though. I would want to be close to home too."

"Thanks for being such a great friend Kim. I'm going to miss you." We plop down on her bed and she takes her laptop out. I love our dorm room. It may be small but it fits Paris perfectly.

"I'm going to miss you too!" She begins scanning the internet for good schools around the area of Rosewood. "How about Yale?" She looks at me.

Yale is in Connecticut. "Too far and too hard to get into. It's an Ivy League school. "

"Hmmm. Okay." She looks back at her laptop. "What about NYU?"

"Are you kidding? NYU is the second most expensive college in the country. I could never afford it."

"Fine." She goes back to looking. A few minutes later she asks. "What about Fordham? It's not as expensive and it's not too far."

Fordham rang a bell in my head. Emily goes there. "I think that can work. Now all I have to do is get accepted." I look outside the window. "I gonna miss Paris and California. It's so warm there" She shoots me an angry glare. "And I'll miss you too, of course."

"That's better. "