"Emily," the blonde moaned, her hands launching into the brunette's dark brown hair. Emily sat under the blonde, two of her fingers buried into the girl, pumping a magical rhythm that was making the blonde on top of her moan breathless.

Two arms wrapped around of Emily's neck for support as the girl's body was leaned into Emily's on top of her against the girl's bed. Emily sat up against the headboard with her legs out under the girl, gripping the blonde's thigh for support with her free hand.

Emily kept her eyes focused on the beautiful sight in front of her. This should be wrong. God, this all should be so wrong. But it felt so right. Emily knew this was dirty, but it's not the first time it's happened and more than likely it won't be the last. No matter how much she tries to stop herself, she just can't help but to allow her hands to travel this certain's blonde skin.

Emily could never say no to her, even though this is the dirtiest thing she's ever done in her life and it could easily ruin her five-way friendship. Maybe she should stop. Maybe this isn't worth the idea of losing her friends and her girlf—

"Em."

And there it was again, the beautiful sound that stopped all of Emily's doubts and reenforced her overall horrible decision to keep this going. That sound, that moan, that voice…that girl, could make her do anything.

Emily closed her eyes and brought her lips forward to greet another soft pair of pink heart-shaped lips, containing the blonde's whimpers. Emily could tell the girl was close to coming undone. She was used to how the blonde's body jerk and shook under her touch.

Another moan escaped the girl on top's throat and it only took three more deep pumps from Emily to send the blonde rolling over, grinding down against Emily's lap and hand. "Emily," her raspy voice groaned out, breaking her lips from Emily's mouth and burying her head into Emily's neck as she rode out her orgasm on the brunette's fingers.

As the blonde jolted in Emily's arms, Emily's mind ran wild with what she was doing. She loved this girl. She knew with all of her heart that she did, but God Emily was in a relat—

"I love you," the blonde managed to whisper after coming down from her high. Her breath was warm on Emily's neck and the brunette got chills from hearing her say those words, just like she always did.

Emily felt the girl on top of her relax her naked body in Emily's tan arms. Emily brought her lips to the top of the girl's head as she pulled her fingers out between the girl's legs. Emily planted a kiss in the mix of curled blonde hair, letting the truth spill from her lips just like she always did with the blonde, "I love you, Ali."

Alison allowed her weight to lay fully against Emily's body, needing to recover from all that Emily had just put her through in the last thirty minutes. Emily idly softly ran her fingertips up and down Alison's bare back, grazing her skin lightly with one hand while the other settled on Alison's waist.

The two girls were normally silent. They both knew what they were doing was wrong, but for some reason, this had become their normal, dangerous secret. Guilt flooded their bodies, but somehow in some sick, twisted way, their love for each other always poured over the guilt, washing it away in the end.

Emily's phone vibrated on Alison's floor and neither girl had to guess who the caller was, they already knew. A soft sigh escaped Alison's lips as she lifted herself off of Emily's body.

"I'm going to shower, I know you'll be gone when I get out," Alison stated as she was getting off the bed. Her tone was edged with a pain that Emily didn't miss. There was always a sharp lace of jealously in Alison's voice when she was being involved.

Emily reached out and grabbed Alison's arm, pulling the bombshell back to her, "I do love you, Alison." The blonde had dashes of sadness swirling in the blue depths of her eyes, "maybe one day it'll be enough to leave her."

Emily felt her heart drop as the words stung her with a stab of pain, but she knew that she had to answer the ringing phone. Emily reached down to pick up her phone and before slide her thumb across the screen, she pulled Alison down to her and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

Alison pulled herself from Emily's lips after a few quick seconds and turned before another word slipped from either girl, more than likely causing more pain than they had already felt.

Before Alison could even step out of the room, Emily cleared her throat and answered the ringing phone in her hand, "hey, Hanna."

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Emily sat at the lunch table in Rosewood High School with her girlfriend, Spencer, and Aria, and though she was there, her mind was somewhere else. Somewhere with a certain blonde who's taste was still imprinted strongly on her mouth..

"Babe, are you going to eat that?" Hanna asked Emily, picking her fork at Emily's untouched fries on her tray. Emily flashed her rich brown eyes to her girlfriend, "no, go ahead. I'm not really all that hungry today."

"Are you getting sick, Em?" Aria asked, her soft voice full of concern, "I can make you some soup after school today." Emily smiled at the petite brunette who sat across of the table, "no, I'm fine. I just don't have much of an appetite."

"Nerves from your big swim meet next week?" Spencer questioned, tossing her salad around on her tray. "That might be it," Emily agreed knowing that probably wasn't the best excuse she should have dinged on. Emily never got nervous for a meet. She was the best in the state, and she knew it.

"You're still up for the sleepover tonight, right?" Hanna asked, laying on hand on Emily's thigh. "Yeah, of course. I wouldn't miss our weekly sleepovers. We've been doing them religiously since like, seventh grade," Emily chuckled lightly.

Each week one of the girls would host a sleepover and everyone would come over. Missing the sleepover was like missing class or church.

"What about seventh grade?"

There's the voice that Emily would know anywhere. Her body tensed as the most stunning girl in Rosewood sat down between Spencer and Aria, sitting directly in front of Emily. Emily looked up to meet a pair of breathtaking blue eyes she could always feel herself drowning in.

"Hopefully nothing about seventh grade," Hanna joked flatly, "pre-high school were the most hideous days of my life." Emily redirected her eyes back to Hanna. She knew Hanna was insecure about her past, especially involving Alison. Hanna hadn't always been one of the most attractive girls at Rosewood High. In Emily's opinion, Hanna was never ugly, but she had made huge improvements since middle school that everyone noticed.

"At least you didn't have different colored hair each week," Aria laughed, making a joke of her own to lighten the mood. Emily silently slipped a laugh at her memories of her friends in middle school and how much each of them had grown in the years.

Spencer was a total achievement freak that only cared about winning or being the best.. at everything. Aria constantly changed her appearance like the seasons. Hanna was "Hefty Hanna", eating almost everything in sight with the biggest insecurity problems. And Alison… she was somehow unbelievably beautiful.

While most girls were awkward during puberty, Alison was flawless. And that's how she stayed. The queen bee blonde became more beautiful the older she got, and Emily had always noticed.

"Are you still coming tonight?" Spencer asked, directing her question at Alison and breaking Emily out of her thoughts. The blonde took a sip from her bottled water, "yeah, but I'll be a little late."

Emily raised her eyebrow at the blonde's response but kept her mouth shut. She knew someone would do the asking for her. Though all of the girls cared about each other, everyone was always a bit more interested in Alison's moves than the others.

"Why?" Aria questioned, Emily mentally thanking the small brunette. "I have a date," Alison causally replied, pushing her fork through pieces of her baked chicken on her tray.

Emily nearly choked on her water that she was sipping on. A date? Hanna tossed a quick look to her girlfriend, "are you okay?" Emily nodded and put her bottled water down, sipping down the rest of the water trapped in her mouth. The action didn't go unnoticed by Alison.

"A date?! With who?!" Aria continued to ask, her hazel eyes wide with interest. A soft smirk wiped across of Alison's lips, "can't tell, it's a secret."

"Oh come on," Spencer groaned, "that was so three years ago. Tell us." Alison took a bit of chicken off of her fork, not responding to either girl's questions. Hanna rolled her eyes at Alison's secrecy. Hanna had a short fuse for Alison. The two's relationship had been on the rocks since Hanna had gotten her makeover and actually stood a chance to dethrone Alison. "Who cares? Maybe she'll finally get boned so she'll stop being such a—,"

"Hanna," Emily cut, knowing exactly where her feisty girlfriend was about to go with this.

Alison brought her glowing eyes to Hanna, her smirk still wiped across her lips, "I bet I'm getting more than you."

Emily's face nearly flushed red at the tease echoing in Alison's voice. Emily knew Alison was territorial, but the blonde couldn't be in this situation. Not against Emily's girlfriend.

"Just come over to the barn tonight after your date," Spencer replied, hoping to defuse the situation between the two egoistical blondes.

Emily felt her stomach turning. She shouldn't be getting jealous, in fact, she shouldn't care who Alison was seeing at all. But this did hurt. This did make her stomach turn. And she did care. The thought of anyone else touching Alison made Emily's stomach uneasy.

The swimmer pushed her chair back and stood, "I'll see you guys tonight, I'm going to go study a bit before my test next period." Hanna flashed a look of concern at her girlfriend, "I'll go with you." The blonde started to stand when Emily placed a hand on Hanna's shoulder, stopping her, "no, don't."

Emily could see Hanna's eyes dulled with confusion and sprinkles of pain at the brunette's quick rejection. Emily was always a quick thinker on her feet. The brunette shot her girlfriend a flirtatious smile, "I wouldn't be able to concentrate with you there."

Alison's jaw tightened as she watched Emily lean down to press her lips to Hanna's in a quick kiss. Hanna smiled as Emily pulled back and left her with a wink before leaving to exit the lunch room. As Emily walked away, Alison couldn't help but for her eyes to follow her out of the room, her jaw clenching with floods of jealously rushing through her blood.

Alison knew that Emily was taken, she even knew that seeing Emily secretly could hurt her in the end and she had no right to be jealous, but Alison was. She couldn't help but to feel upset that Emily was constantly choosing to show off Hanna instead of her. Alison was Alison DiLaurentis. She was the girl everyone wanted or wanted to be, and Emily was choosing her as a constant second choice?

As Hanna turned her head back to her friends, her eyes locked on Alison's face. Hanna didn't have to follow Alison's gaze to know where her eyes were settled. Hanna had always been aware of the weird relationship between Emily and Alison.

It wasn't a secret that Emily had a thing for Alison for years, but according to the brunette she had gotten over the blonde. However sometimes Hanna swore she saw Emily looking at Alison a bit too long, and lately Alison had been lingering on Emily a bit more than usual.

Hanna wasn't the jealous type, but something about Alison set her off. Alison had always been the only person to ever truly get under Hanna's skin, and for some reason through all the hell Alison put her through in the past, Hanna couldn't help but to want to please Alison.

Hanna couldn't stop herself from wanting to excel Alison's expectations or live up to her standards. There was just something about Alison that made you want her approval, and Hanna hated it. She hated it so much that lately she had purposely been rebelling against the queen bee, and everyone had noticed that.

Maybe it was the fact that she and Emily had just started dating a few months ago and she knows Emily's past infatuation with Alison, but Hanna always became ill when Alison came near Emily. It was almost like Hanna felt the need to compete with Alison, and Hanna knew that competing with Alison over anything was difficult.

Alison suddenly pushed her chair back and stood after a few minutes of causal conversation between the four girls. "I'll catch you guys later tonight."

No one questioned the blonde. If Alison didn't want to give details, the girls knew asking her for them would be pointless. "Good luck on your date tonight," Aria smiled. Hanna looked up at the standing blonde, shooting her an sarcastic smile, "yeah, good luck."

Alison flipped her blonde curls over her shoulder, giving her signature smile back to the girls before turning to leave, "thanks."

As the blonde made her way out of the cafeteria, she knew exactly where her feet were taking her. There was only one person she wanted to be around right now, and that's where she was going to go.

Alison walked on her wedges through the halls of Rosewood, admirers staring at her with each step that she took. The blonde was used to the constant attention that she received, and she even liked it, but in reality only one pair of eyes mattered to her.

Alison pushed open the doors of the library, heading towards the isles of the romantic books section. She smiled when she saw a familiar in the spot she knew it would be. Alison took a few steps in the isle and leaned against the bookcase, crossing her arms.

"I figured you'd be here," the blonde stated, looking down at the girl sitting on the floor leaned back against the bookshelf.

"You always find me," Emily replied, bringing her chocolate eyes up to meet deep ocean blue eyes. Alison reached a hand down out to the brunette which the swimmer took, allowing Alison to pull her up on her feet.

Once Emily was up, Alison closed the distance between the two girls and brought her hands to Emily's chest, "hi."

Emily instinctively brought her hands to Alison's waist. The scent of the blonde's perfume was Emily's favorite smell. Emily breathed in the scent, letting it surround her and fill her lungs, "hi."

For a moment Emily forgot that she was upset with Alison, until she remembered, and once she did she dropped her hands from Alison's waist and slipped out of the blonde's hold. Alison cocked her head to the side, waiting for an explanation from the brunette's absence.

"You have a date tonight," Emily stated, her voice kept low since they were in a library. Alison ran her hand through a lock of her long hair, "you have a girlfriend, Emily. I can't wait on you forever."

A frustrated expression surfaced on Emily's face, "who is it?" Alison took a step back from the brunette, "it doesn't matter." Emily readjusted her leather jacket on her body, "it matters to me."

"Obviously not enough," Alison replied. Emily released a heavy sigh, "we're not having this conversation right now, Ali."

"Then when? When are we going to have the conversation that you're caught up on me but you have another girl as your girlfriend? When are you going to see that we're all losing in this situation?"

Emily leaned back against the bookshelf and shook her head, "you know why I can't be with you." Alison barked a sarcastic laugh, "that's such bullshit. You claim that I've hurt you too much, that you can't trust me, but yet you're the one cheating on your girlfriend. You're the one that's going to destroy Hanna when you hurt her. You're a hypocrite."

"I'm not going to hurt her," Emily replied, "that's why I can't be with you. I'm not going to do that to her."

"So you're just going to keep cheating on her? You're just going to treat your relationship with no respect and instead of ending things with her to better the already fucked up situation, you're just going to keep lying?" Alison threw back.

"Fine, I'll just stop seeing you," Emily snapped, running her hands through her dark tresses. Alison's eyes grew wide with anger, "God, you're missing the whole point. You claim you can't be with me for everything that you think I'm going to do to you that you're actually doing right now to Hanna. You love me, Emily. You are in love with me. But fine, if you want to stay in a relationship with her because it's easy and you're comfortable, be my guest. I'm not staying around anymore."

Emily knew that Alison was right, but the truth was that Alison terrified her. The blonde had hurt Emily so badly in the past that she never fully recovered to believe that Alison's feelings were real. In the back of Emily's mind, she couldn't help to believe that Alison was just playing her for attention or even for sex.

It was no secret that Alison loved affection and attention from others and Emily had always wondered if that's exactly what Alison was prying for when they were together. Emily was so weak to Alison that in the end, Emily knew if it was all just a game, if Alison played her again, it would completely destroy Emily all over again. And this time Emily was sure she wouldn't recover.

Alison turned to walk out of the isle when Emily reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling the blonde back and against her body. Without saying a word, Emily brought her hands to Alison's face, crashing her lips against the blonde's like it was the last time she would ever get the opportunity to kiss her.

Alison didn't fight the kiss, instead she poured herself into Emily, bringing her arms to cling to the brunette's waist. Emily slid one of her hands into the back of Alison's hair, her fingers buried in soft blonde locks.

Emily knew she should've stopped, she knew that this was a horrible idea and Alison was everything wrong for her and that what she was doing to Hanna was unforgivable and completely disgusting, but as Alison slightly moaned in her mouth, all the sinful thoughts disbarred and the only thought going through her mind were the softest pink lips she had ever felt.

Alison was a drug and Emily was the addict, and God knows Emily knew she needed to go to rehab.

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I know that I have an uncompleted story out, but I just could not stop thinking about this storyline! My intention was to have this as a one-shot, but I could turn this into a short multi-chapter story. It wouldn't be long, but just a few chapters!

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