Emison: Unsteady

12- Someone Else

Emily's POV
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"Em!" The blonde giggled in my arms, her small cheerleading uniform clung to her petite frame, my fingers brushing the line of exposed skin of her cropped top.

I pecked her cheek repeatedly. "Baby, stop" She pressed her palms against my shoulders with a dimpled smile.

"Why?" I smirked, trailing one hand down to her lower back as the other softly squeezed at her hips. "You weren't saying that last night" I wiggled my brows suggestively as the blonde narrowed her eyes up at me.

"What happened to the respectful Emily Fields I know?" She cocked an eyebrow up, referring to my choice in hand placement on her round ass. I sheepishly trail my hands back up to her waist, pressing her back against her locker. "That's better" She nods in approval as she wraps her arms around my neck.

"My bad" I smile down at her innocently. I then gently press my body close to hers, her eyes flashing down to my lips as she pulls me closer. I slowly tilt my head down to capture her heart-shaped lips with mine, softly sighing against her lips at the connection. My tongue caressed hers as we got lost in each other, unaware of the school bell ringing above us.

"Ew get a room" A voice breaks us apart, our heads turning to the source. Hanna smirks at us in her own cheer uniform, clutching her books to her chest.

"Mind your own business..." Alison spoke lowly, rolling her eyes as her fingers played with the small hairs behind my neck, pulling me back into a bruising kiss.

My lips moulded with hers as we completely ignored our friend. Once my hands began to roam my girlfriend's body, I felt myself being tugged backwards by my backpack.

"Okay that's enough, you horndogs" Hanna flashed me a sarcastic smile. "But we have a class to get to" She turned to Alison who shrugged at me before being dragged away by the other blonde.

"Bitch..." I mumble teasingly. Hanna glanced back at me before flipping me off. I let out a short chuckle at her antics.

I watch the two blondes strut down the hallway, a group of students parting to make way for them. My eyes falling to the slight jiggle of Alison's backside, biting down on my lip as I thank the lord for such a blessing. My eyes raise to see her looking back at me over her shoulder, sending me a wink before turning the corner with Hanna.

I lick my lips, tasting her fruity chapstick as I subtly adjust my buddy through my pants as best as I could before raking my fingers through my disheveled hair.

That girl's gonna be the death of me, I thought to myself.
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And she truly was. Well, not literally.

The way those warm pools of blue would gaze lovingly into mine.

The way those three words would slip past her heart shaped lips so spontaneously.

The way she would look at me, I knew to never doubt her.

Or question her faithfulness to me.

How could have I guessed that there was someone else...

Someone else she would look at the same way with the equal amount of passion.