6 weeks later...

My back slams against the bedroom door, stinging slightly, but I ignore it as Emily's lips attach to mine in a forceful and controlling way. I have been waiting to kiss her all this time but never had the courage to do it. I'm just glad the alcohol is helping my confidence. If I was sober, I wouldn't be getting ready to screw her.

"Em, I want you." My voice slurs a little but I somehow manage to make it sound sexy. At least I think it sounded sexy. She smiles before ripping my shirt open, the buttons popping off, revealing my black lace bra. My breathing gets heavy as she eyes me up and down with lust.

Her lips kiss down to my neck and then to my chest as her hands unzip my pants effortlessly. My heartbeat is racing and my thoughts are all over the place. But I don't care. I push Emily off of me and shove her down on to the bed, before I sit on top of her, my legs straddling her waist.

I don't get very far because Emily had switched positions on me, her now being in control which she does a lot and I still haven't figured out why.

Her hands slide into my pants, lightly pressing against the fabric of my panties, making me moan. I can already feel myself getting warm. Is it hot in here?

Emily slides my pants down to my ankles before coming back up to kiss the inside of my thighs, making me squirm with each kiss as she gets closer to where I want her to be.

**

My eyes open as my head starts pounding, making me wince in pain. What the fuck did I drink last night? I look beside me to see Emily fast asleep, the sheets covering her up. Did we...I look under the covers to see that I am wearing absolutely nothing.

Holy shit... Did we sleep together?! A thousand thoughts run through my head as I try and figure out what exactly happened last night but nothing seems to come to mind.

Should I get out of bed and go to my room and pretend like nothing happened? Does Emily remember? Is she going to freak out when she wakes up to see me and her naked in the same bed? Was she as drunk as me?

Before I can answer that, Emily starts to stir in her sleep, indicating she is about to wake up. I do the only thing that comes to mine.

Fake sleep.

I try my best to keep my eyes closed as the bed moves with Emily's movements. I think she just sat up. She's probably staring at me. I hear her mumble shit before she jumps up from the bed.

Something tells me, she doesn't remember any of this either.

Great.

It feels like an hour has gone by since I have been laying here in Emily's bed, trying to figure out how to act when I see her. Should I pretend like I don't remember any of it? I only remember us hardcore kissing and then the part where she took my pants off but that's all I can think of.

But I can't lay here all day and try to ignore her. I just have to go with it. Maybe see what she says first. I'll let her bring it up.

I open my eyes to see Emily is no longer in here which doesn't surprise me since I heard the shower turn on earlier. I should probably shower first before I try and go find Emily.

I get up out of the bed and walk to the guest bedroom where I stay at. I grab a nice shirt and jeans with my flats before walking to the bathroom that's connected to it.

When the shower runs hot, I jump in, trying to prepare myself for when I come face to face with Emily.

Why did I have to get drunk last night?! Why would Emily let me get that drunk to begin with? Did she want me to get drunk so she could take advantage of me?

I immediately dismiss that thought. Emily would never do that to me. She cares too much about me. I can tell with the way she looks at me. Her eyes light up as her lips form into a cute smile.

She's perfect.

After I'm done showering, I slip on the outfit for the day and head downstairs. My nose is filled with the smell of bacon.

She knows I love bacon. I silently walk into the kitchen to see Emily slightly swaying her hips to the beat of the music she's listening to. I can't contain my smile.

As soon as Emily turns around, her smile drops, shocked to see me standing there. "H-How long were you standing there?" This is the first time I have heard her stutter. It's cute.

"Long enough." I cross my arms over my chest with a grin.

"You really should announce yourself when coming into the room." Her voice is all serious now.

"What's the fun in that when I can walk in to catch you dancing, or trying to dance." I challenge her which she never likes. Sometimes she can be too serious at times.

"Whatever." She rolls her eyes and goes back to flipping the bacon. She's in a cheery mood this morning. Acting as if she got laid.

Maybe we did sleep together last night. It must have not been that good since I don't remember. It's driving me insane not knowing if we did or not.

At least if we did, I don't have to worry about getting pregnant, ha.

"Sleep good?" I ask, carefully. She only shrugs her shoulders. Damn. I can tell I'm not going to get anything out of her. "I think I want to see my friends today." That gets her attention. She sighs but I don't think she wanted me to hear it.

"Invite them over." Is all she says. She doesn't turn around or anything.

"Emily, if you don't-"

"Ali, it's fine." She finally turns around and gives me a reassuring smile. "I get that you want to see your friends. They can come here."

"Thank you." I immediately take my phone and text the girls.

**

"Geez, Alison. Talk about living the dream." Aria states as she looks around the house with amazement written all over her face. Spencer has the same reaction. "Are you sure Emily isn't like a drug dealer or something?" She jokes which makes me and Spence smile. I have missed them so much.

"I'm so happy you two are here." I give them both a hug in which they return. "I can't wait for you two to meet Hanna. She's amazing!" My eyes light up as I mention her.

"Are you sleeping with both of them?" Spencer raises her eyebrows earning a slap by me and Aria at the same time. "Am I not allowed to make a joke?"

"No offense, babe, but you suck at making jokes." Aria laughs, but I know she is serious. Spencer was never good at it. Only because half the time, we never understood it because it would be something only a brilliant person could understand.

"That's not true." Spencer defends herself as I try to hold in my laugh. "I hate you two! Get on my level and you will find my jokes funny!"

**

"Wait, hold up." Aria stops to think for a second. "You remember Emily nearly going down on you but you don't remember anything else?!" Her voice is barely above a whisper even though it's just the three of us for now. Emily went to a business meeting.

"I was drunk!" I defend myself while Spencer gives me the mom look.

"Was the sex not great?"

"I don't know." I shrug my shoulders. "I don't think we did but at the same time, I remember her kissing me close down there. Surely we didn't stop there." I sigh, getting frustrated.

"Why don't you just ask her?" Spencer suggests.

"Because I could just be making the whole thing up in my head. I don't want her to think I'm crazy!"

"Then wait till she brings it up. I'm sure it's making her go crazy just as much."

"Or maybe she knows." Spencer shrugs her shoulders.

"What makes you think that?" Aria squints her eyes at her girlfriend.

"I'm sure Emily would have said something by now. She doesn't seem like the type that would not say something if she didn't know what happened."

"You're probably right." I sigh. "So do I just ask her if we slept together?" Aria and Spence nod their heads. "How do I bring it up?"

**

As soon as the girls leave, I sit down on the couch where Emily is. She seems to be interested in whoever she is texting. She has a smile on her face as she types.

"Emily." She raises her head before turning her phone screen off. "Can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course. We can talk about anything."

"Did we...sleep together last night?" I ask with a small voice. I'm worried about what the answer will be.

"No, we did not." Emily states, her expression serious.

"Oh...Did you not want to?" I look down, ashamed. She grabs my hand so I look up into her eyes.

"There was nothing I wanted more than to have sex with you, Alison, but I couldn't." I raise my eyebrows at her. "One, you were drunk. I don't sleep with someone when they aren't fully aware of what they are doing." I nod my head, feeling a little better. "Two, I won't sleep with you until I have your consent."

"My consent?" I ask, not fully understanding.

"There are things you don't know about me, Alison. Things that might scare you."

"Emily, nothing you say will scare me."

"Don't promise something you know nothing about."

"Try me." I challenge.

"There's no going back once I tell you." Emily states, making me slightly worried about what it could be.

"I know the risk."

"It's easier if I show you, rather than tell you." She stands up and holds her hand for me to take. "Do you trust me?"

I look at her hand before taking it and standing up as well. "With my life."