As soon as we had gotten back to Emily's house, she had Hanna hang my clothes up in the closet of the room I have been staying in. I tried to protest but Emily said it's part of Hanna's job. But I insisted on putting my bras and panties up. I don't want Hanna knowing what they look like but I'm sure she will know when she goes to wash clothes.

As I sit down on the couch, I can feel Emily eyeing me. She's probably waiting for me to bring up with what happened in the elevator and then at the mall. But I don't know what to say. I'm speechless. I have never seen that side of her before.

I didn't even know that part of her existed. It came out of nowhere. I was too shocked to do anything or say anything. I mean how was I supposed to react? I never kissed someone before so it's not like I could have just leaned in and kissed her with confidence.

I'm not experienced in anything sexual. At least not willingly.

"Do you want something to drink?" Emily finally says something, probably trying to lighten the mood. It's pretty intense between the two of us. I can tell things between us is on a whole another different level.

I know what she wants now.

Me.

"I'm good, thanks." I say quietly. This is way too awkward. Should I break the ice and just tell her that I'm not into her like that?

Or should I tell her the truth?

Emily comes around the couch and sits down next to me. Closer than she should be. My heart rate picks up.

"I don't want things between us to be awkward." You and me both. "But I need to know now. Do you like me?" Her voice is sincere but I can hear the worry in the back of her voice. Worried about rejection.

But I can't do this. I can't get involved with her. She's protective over me now. I can't imagine how it would be if we were together. I don't want her to get hurt by my dad. She doesn't know him. I'm already risking her life by just being here. But I couldn't take it being there anymore.

"I-I'm sorry, Emily." I look down at my hands, feeling sorry. I can't lie to her face but I have to. I look back to her already frowning. "But I-I don't like you that way." I can feel tears wanting to form but I don't let them.

"So you're telling me that you don't have any feelings for me at all?" She questions which I nod my head to. "So this doesn't affect you." Her hand lands on my upper thigh causing my heart to race faster. Keep it together Alison. I shake my head, making her hand go further up my leg.

It takes everything in me to not squirm. I can feel myself getting warm. Her eyes stay trained to mine as her hand moves over to the inner side of my leg, a few centimeters away from where I want her hand to be. Without thinking, my right leg moves away from my left leg.

Emily grins at this and pulls away. "You might not think you want me but your body says otherwise, Little Girl."

My breath catches in my throat but she doesn't notice. She gets up and walks away, leaving me speechless.

**

"So you're staying with someone you barely know?" Aria questions, her voice disapproving. I nod my head as her eyes watch me through the video chat. "You could have stayed with me." She gives me a sad look, knowing that as much as she wants that to happen, it wouldn't have. Her grandparents didn't really like me for some unknown reason.

"It's fine. Being here is actually kind of nice. I have a room I stay in and Emily makes sure I have everything I need." I smile at this. Aria squints her eyes at me. "What?"

"You have a crush on Emily!" She screams through the phone.

"And who exactly is Emily?" Spencer asks, coming up behind Aria. She sits down next to her on the bed, making Aria tense slightly. I don't know when she is going to tell our best friend that she has feelings for her and wants to be with her.

She keeps telling me it is because she doesn't want to ruin the friendship. Which I don't blame her. We have been best friends since I can remember. We all three grew up together.

"Alison's new girl crush." Aria jokes while I roll my eyes.

"Is she hot?" Spencer raises her eyebrows. I only look down at my hands, slightly embarrassed.

"She totally is." Aria answers for me.

"Tell us about her."

Maybe I shouldn't have told them. But then they would be freaking out wondering where I am. But deep down, I know they are both happy that I'm no longer near my dad.

"She's great." I sigh, giving in to them staring at me, waiting for an answer. "She's beautiful. In every way you can imagine. She's different. Unpredictable. Not afraid to express what's on her mind." I bite my lip, thinking back to the elevator and Mall.

"Did something happen between you two that we should know about?" Aria is the one to ask.

"Maybe, maybe not." I shrug my shoulders. The less they know the better.

"You can't just leave us hanging like that." Spencer argues while Aria agrees with her.

"I will let you know when something actually happens but I gotta go right now. Emily went to a meeting and won't be back for another hour. I'm kind of hungry. I'll catch you guys later." I blow them a kiss before hanging up after they do the same.

I drop the iPhone on to my bed before getting up to walk into the rather large hallway. I still can't get over how big her house is. Sometimes it makes me wonder why she is into me like that. She can have anyone she wants because of what she has but she chooses me.

I'm just me.

I decide to explore the house a little more since I don't know where exactly everything is. Every door that I open is another bedroom. How many bedrooms does she need?

I walk over to the door at the very end and stop. Inhaling, I try to open the door but it's locked.

I wonder what's in there. Is she hiding something from me? Does she not want me knowing what's behind that door?

I need to know. I want to know. And now is the perfect chance. She's not here to stop me from finding a way to get in. I'm sure she has a key somewhere.

"What are you doing?" I practically jump out of my skin whenever I hear Emily's voice close to me. Her facial expression is panicked.

"Um, I-I do-I." No words come out of my mouth. I feel like a child that has been caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar.

"That room is off limits." Emily states, a bit rudely if you ask me.

"Why?" I cross my arms, catching an attitude.

"Cause I said so. You are to not go in there without my permission."

"I want to know what's in there." I push. I'm not giving up.

"I said no." Emily grits.

"Fine. Whatever. See if I care." I roll my eyes and walk by, being sure to bump her shoulder. Emily immediately grabs my arm and shoves me against the wall. I have to admit it scared me a little but another part of me is excited for some reason.

"I don't like your attitude." Emily states, looking down at my lips which makes me slightly nervous.

"I don't like how you control everything." I shoot back which gets to her because she let's go of me instantly.

"I think you should leave." Emily's eyes are darker now. Colder.

"What?" My voice is small. If she forces me to leave, I'll have nowhere to go.

"I want you to leave." She repeats again, more stern. I can feel tears in my eyes threatening to fall down my cheeks but I can't let them.

"I knew coming here was a mistake." My voice is now cold and I no longer care what she or anyone else thinks. "Trusting you was a bigger one." And with that, I walk away to pack what I owned, not what she bought me.