Emison: Fragile Like Glass

Chapter 27: Date Night

One week later
Saturday night

Alison POV:
"Alright, well...Aria is with Ezra, Spencer with Toby, and Hanna with Caleb. What should we do?" I ask Emily.

"I don't know." She mumbles with a shrug and the cutest voice ever.

"...I have an idea!" I exclaim.

"What is it?" She asks with a smile.

"Just come on!" I shout excitedly and grab her hand.

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"What are we doing here?" Emily asks me confused.

"We are going swimming."

"But we don't have swimming suits." She says.

"So? Your point is...?" I trail off.

"I'm not swimming naked!" She declares.

"We didn't walk 30 minutes here for nothing!" I shout.

"...Fine!" She gives in.

I smirk, and quickly take all of my clothes off before running to the lake.

"Emily! Come on!" I shout as she stands there rubbing her left arm on an uncomfortable manner.

"Please!" I pout.

"It's weird!" She shouts back.

"I'm naked!" I yell with a wide grin.

"I know. I'm not stupid." She mumbles as she walks closer.

"I'll let you play with my boobs." I offer with pleading eyes.

She bites her lips and looks down at the ground with a smile. I can't see, but I'm sure she's blushing.

"Just get in the damn lake!" I groan.

She take off all of her clothes and folds them before setting them down on a log seat.

I can't help but stare at her.

I bite my lips as she dips into the pool.

"You're staring." She mumbles in an uncomfortable voice.

"You act like I've never seen you naked. Plus, I can't help it. You're beautiful." I whisper the last part and swim closer to her.

I wrap my arms around her neck, and my legs around her waist.

Emily makes a face ms frowns. Not a sad frown, but a grossed out frown.

I suddenly feel insecure as I get off of her.

"What's wrong?" I ask as I put my arms over my chest.

"Nothing. It's just...The water and you being on me makes us feel really slimy." She giggles before kissing my nose.

"And it feels a little weird with your pressed up against me when we're in the water in a lake." She adds.

"Whatever. Just kiss me." I whisper.

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Emily POV:
"We could go to the movies. Or go get food." I suggest as I step out of the shower.

Alison is blow drying her hair.

"Food sounds good." She says with a smile.

I hurry and get dressed, and we leave out the door.

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"I'll have a turkey panini." I tell the waitress with a smile.

"I'll have a caesar salad." Alison adds.

"Alright. Your food will be out shortly."

"Thank you...Talia." I say with a polite smile.

"So..." Alison trails off. "How's swimming going?" She asks as she grabs my hand and begins tracing patterns on it.

"It's good. But you haven't been to any of my meets in a while." I whine.

"I know!" She exclaims.

"Maybe you could come to my next one?" I ask unsure and bite down, still showing my teeth.

"I think that could be arranged." She whispers, and leans over the table to kiss me.

"Damn right it better be." I mumble as she slowly pulls away.

We finish our meal making small talk, flirting, and laughing before going back to the house.

As we're laying down on Alison's bed cuddling, I turn over to Alison and kiss her neck.

I trail kisses down to her shoulder before she stops me.

"Not tonight, Em. I'm tired."

"But I'm not." I accidentally blurt out.

She looks at me and raises her eyebrow and I let out an exasperated sigh.

"Sorry." I mutter, and roughly plop down on the bed.

She lays down too, and once again, I think out loud.

"Why you gotta be so rude?" I groan quietly. On accident obviously.

"Excuse me?!" Alison asks as she sits up and looks at me.

I purse my lips to suppress the smile threatening to show.

"...I'm horny." I say quietly, and quickly turn away from her and lay down.

"Whatever..." She whispers, obviously frustrated with me.

I lay down, thinking of something to say to her. After about 5 minutes, I think of something.

"I was rooting for you." I say.

"Go to sleep."

I turn over and look at her with my best puppy eyes.

"Please?" I beg with a pout and bat my eyelashes.

"No. I'm tired. Maybe tomorrow."

"Ugh!" I groan. "Maybe? Maybe tomorrow? No, yes tomorrow."

Just then, there's a knock at the door.

"I'm not getting that. I'm too tired." I mock Alison.

In the dim moonlight shining through, I see her roll her eyes.

"Luke?" I hear her say from downstairs, sounding shocked, yet happy.

Luke? Who's Luke?

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