Chapter 6: You're Drunk

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EMILY POV:
"Hi, Emily." Ali smiles.
"Hi, Ali." I say back.
"Alright. We're here." Spencer says, pulling into Ali's driveway.
"Thank you, Spencer." I say.
"Thanks. How much do I owe you?" Ali asks her.
"Oh, my god. You're drunk. Ali you don-" Spencer begins, but Hanna cuts her off.
"You owe each of us 10 dollars." Hanna says.
Ali reaches into her bag, and pulls out three 10 dollar bills. Hanna reaches her hand out to grab it, but I grab Ali's arm.
"Alison. She's joking. You don't owe her anything." I say, and Ali looks at me confused, saying I need to go on. She's so cute.
"...When did Spencer become a taxi cab driver?" She asks me.
"She's not. She was dropping us off. Let's go." I say, pulling her towards her house, as everyone except Alison is laughing.
"Why are they laughing at me?" She asks me, sad, and pouting.
"Because you're cute and being funny." I say.
"You think I'm cute?" She asks, smiling.
"Yes. I do." I say as I open the door.
"Well, I don't know if you heard me in the taxi, but I find you sexy." Ali says.
"I did hear you, and it wasn't a taxi, it was Spencer's car." I say.
We get to the stairs, and she sighs.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I don't want to walk up there. It's too far." She slurs.
I walk to her her and pick her up. I put one arm underneath her knees, and the other arm underneath her shoulder blades.
"You're tiny!" I laugh out. "And you weigh like 5 pounds."
"Shut up!" She laughs out, throwing her head back.
We get to her room and I throw her on her bed.
"Emily!" She shouts, laughing.
"What?" I ask innocently.
"Nothing." She says, sitting up and crawling towards me on the bed.
"What are you doing?" I ask, laughing.
"I don't know..." She says with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Okay, well get on your pajamas." I tell her.
"I can't." She says.
"Why not?" I ask.
"Because..."
"Because why?"
"I'm too lazy and tired."
"You're a big girl. You'll be fine."
"Ugh! I-" she begins, but pauses.
"You what?"
"I need help?" She says, but it comes out as more of a question.
"Okay." Is all I say.
"Really?" She asks, and her cheeks turn bright red. It came out more excited than she wanted I think.
I choose some pajamas and slowly take off her dress. I see her get goosebumps, and she blushes.
"Is something wrong?" I ask innocently.
"N-No." She stutters.
She's left in only her bra and underwear. Her body is perfect. Oh my god.
"You're staring." Ali says smirking and blushing.
She won't remember anything.
"Well, yeah. Of course I am. You're beautiful." I say, and she blushes even more.
"You really think so?" She asks.
"Yeah."
"Hmm..." She mumbles.
Then out of nowhere she pulls me into her and kisses me. My hands roam her bare body as I deepen the kiss.
Her hands cup my face and I feel electricity. She is amazing.
I pull away and we both try to catch our breath.
"I love you." Ali says.




Sorry it's so short. I didn't know what to write. Any suggestions?

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