Prologue

Love is a peculiar thing.

It is a feeling that makes people happy, and they say to love someone is an art. But to receive love is power. To make someone love you, is an extraordinary achievement.

That's what Alison DiLaurentis strived for.

For someone to have such strong feelings for her; made her feel powerful. Not to mention that she absolutely adored the constant attention she received.

Alison never thought she took it too far. She didn't think leading someone on and deceit them was wrong. Everything that she did, she thought was right, and she didn't regret a single thing- until the guilt slowly began to haunt her down...


Chapter 1 - The Locker Room


Alison's POV

I swiftly grabbed the ball from Spencer's hands and dribbled past her. Then I quickly looked up and saw Emily waving her arms frantically up ahead. A smirk instantaneously tucked my lips, as I made eye contact with her- only to give her my famous Alison DiLaurentis smile.

That smile was definitely reserved for her.

Emily's movement stilled right away, as she stood there, staring fondly back at me. Completely like a lost puppy with her big brown chocolate eyes. So love-struck, I knew exactly where I had her.

Her full attention was on me, as I smoothly dribbled the basketball past Spencer and purposefully shoved her right shoulder hard with mine. She let out a groan and took to her shoulder. But I ignored her completely and went for the basketball ring instead.

The ball got scored right into the ring and my team was clapping and cheering for me. I didn't really need their attention though, as I was a DiLaurentis after all.

I looked over at Emily and instantly noticed the big smile that was spread across her pretty face. She was cheerfully clapping, and a smile crept onto my lips, as I suddenly changed my mind; the only attention I craved right now was hers.

Only hers.

Turning around Spencer's eyes met mine. She scowled and crossed her arms, but I just smiled triumphantly and flipped my hair, as I made my way into the locker room.

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I turned off the water and grabbed my towel from the rack to my right. I'd waited showering until everybody left, so I could get to shower alone.

I didn't really like showering with all the other girls. Their jealous eyes were always raking all over my body. On the plus side, I always got to be alone with Emily in the locker room.

Knowing that she was waiting for me as usual, I quickly wrapped the towel around my body and sauntered into the room.

Emily's back came to view, and she currently stocked her gym clothes into her locker. I smirked and licked my lips to moisturize them. She gave me her well known shy Emily look, as I approached her.

I would never tell her this, but I thought it looked absolutely adorable. She was always the one out of the four girls, who was always willing to do anything for me. I'd never want to lose her. Where else would I find someone as compliant and gullible as her?

My sweet, sweet Emily.

Sometimes it was so hard to believe that she could be so shy. If she could only let her guard down and be a little more feminine and confident. All the guys in Rosewood would be all over her, and all the girls would want to be her. We could be the perfect duo.

Wait, what was I even thinking? I broke out of my reverie as I turned my attention back the locker, and took a black towel out to dry my wet hair with it.

"Paris would be so awesome," I said and tucked my towel off my body right in front of her.

I caught her wide eyes wheeled on my bare chest for a few seconds before they went straight up to meet mine again, as she realized that I just caught her. She gave me a wry smile and fidgeted with her hands.

I kept rambling on about how nice it would be in Paris and filled her mind with these amazing scenarios with just the two of us. Instantly noticing how her face glowed up with wild excitement at the thought of an 'us'.

A little voice inside of me kept whispering to me that all of this was so wrong, but I just couldn't help it.

I simply loved the attention I got from her- desperately craving it more than anything. It was like I was the center of her whole universe, and as if I was her everything.

"Do me a favor. Hook it for me, would you?" I asked and turned my back on her.

She approached me with hesitant steps and ever so slowly removed my hair to my front. Emily was always being so gentle and sweet, unlike all the boys I knew. How did she even exist?

Her warm hands made contact with my bare back for a heavenly few seconds before she finally hooked the bra. As soon as I felt her soft lips on my shoulder, I immediately turned around to face her with a stern look on my face.

Her eyes widened and she recoiled, awaiting my fierce reaction, but I just stared back at her for a split second with an unreadable expression.

Suddenly, a foreign feeling came rushing over me and went all the way down to my core, as I hurled myself at her without thinking twice. The urge to kiss the living daylights out of this girl grew stronger ever since her bare lips made the slightest contact with my shoulder.

I didn't want to admit it, but it felt so good kissing her. She was always being so gentle and fragile; it made me feel extremely dominant and in charge. I could never feel this way with any of the guys that I've been with.

Emily didn't move her lips at first and her whole body trembled with tension. Then she went completely still and became stiff as a rag doll. I moved my lips fiercely against hers in an attempt to make her uninhibited, but she still couldn't reciprocate- so I did the only thing I could think of.

Retracting my lips from hers, I locked her brown eyes with mine; nervousness was evident.

Emily swallowed audibly and furrowed her brows in fear. She tried to break off, her gaze from mine, but I just held her face sternly in my hands to maintain her gaze directly towards my piercing blue eyes.

"What's wrong Em?" I asked her in one of my softest tone, which was only reserved for her.

"Ali I-" she stammered and refused to meet my eyes.

"It's okay Em. You don't have to say anything," I interjected and stroked her cheek softly.

No one knew that this side of me even existed, except for her. She was my only exception. She was my sweet, affectionate Emily.

"Please don't question what I'm about to do," I told her in a saccharine voice, as I slowly ran my fingertips down her perfect jaw line.

She shivered slightly and bit her lower lip. I would never admit this to anyone, barely even myself. But she looked kind of hot when she did that, and she really shouldn't have this affection on me, at all.

Out of frustration I grabbed her wrists firmly in one hand and forced them above her head, as I shoved her hard against the lockers.

Emily winced in pain, before I crushed my lips to hers with such intensity that she could hardly stifle the gasp. My lips moved hungrily against her soft and slow movements, but I wanted more. I always wanted more.

"Harder," I blurted out, unable to even stop myself.

She obeyed almost instantly and kissed me more forcefully, as I tugged her body, even closer; savoring the feel of her lips against mine.

I tangled my free hand in her brunette locks. Soon it wandered possessively underneath her shirt and roamed her side, as I slammed her even harder against the lockers. Emily groaned loudly, an instant smirk formed my lips at my aggressiveness towards her.

Suddenly she did the most unpredictable thing. Before I could even register anything at all, she boldly pushed her tongue right into my mouth. It caught me off guard, and made me loosen my tight grip on her wrists, as an unexpected moan forced itself out of my mouth.

Emily's free hands now wrapped around my waist, and I felt her warm tongue collide with mine. Dancing inside of my mouth in a battle of dominance; discovering every inch inside of my mouth.

I felt lightheaded.

As soon as I gained control again, I forced my tongue into her mouth instead and began exploring it entirely. Soft moaning sounds filled my ears, which made me bite down hard on her lower lip. Emily whimpered out loud, and I smirked yet again in satisfaction before our mouths met all over again.

We parted eventually, as lips became all swollen and bruised.

Damn, we both were breathing heavily, while looking deep into each others eyes and panting from lack of oxygen. I caught a glimpse of fear in her warm eyes.

I'd never taken it this far with her before and knew that I should stop before it got out of hand, but I just couldn't find the strength. Not to mention how insanely turned on I was, so I took it even further without thinking of the consequences it might lead.

"You have way too many clothes on. Don't you agree with me on that, Em?"

Giving her absolutely no time to answer my question, I ripped her red shirt right off her body. My hands raked up and down her torso, and found their way to her toned stomach. Her perfect round breasts were now on display, covered slightly by her black lace bra.

I'd seen Emily shirtless more than I can count, but this felt so different. I felt so powerful and in charge ripping her clothes off, as I studied every single facial expression she made.

How her eyes closed tightly, as my hands made the slightest contact with her covered breast. Her mouth hung wide open at our bodies' closeness, and brows furrowed in frustration.

Then I reached down to pull her shorts off too, but got caught in the middle of my act by the feel of her toned legs against my palms. I dug my nails in them and she elicited a small moan.

The voice inside of me screamed for me to stop at this point, but I got up my feet either way and pushed her gently backwards.

She ended up sitting flat on one of the nearest benches in the room. Then I swiftly moved onto her lap and slowly pushed her down. She was currently lying down on the bench with my full weight on top of her, carefully positioning myself on her.

Emily looked absolutely petrified and was taking quivered breaths. I smiled devilishly at her, as I straddled her midsection and hovered above her.

Brown eyes stared right back at me.

She was so beautiful and mesmerizing, like this, under my control with her pleading puppy eyes. They were filled with so much anticipation; silently begging me for more. I could feel myself getting increasingly wetter with every passing second.

"God Em, just keep looking at me like that. Don't you dare stop," I demanded, my voice thin from the lack of oxygen.

She could only nod with heavy breathings, as I slowly dragged my right hand down her lovely stomach to her panty lines. I could feel the soft fabric against my fingertips, as I dauntlessly slipped them into her panties to tease her.

A sudden gasp came out of my mouth. Emily was so incredibly wet that her wetness almost instantly spread across my fingertips. I looked down at her pretty face and noticed how she flinched at my lightest touch.

Locking her eyes with mine, I held her gaze and stared intently into them; right into those soft brown chocolaty eyes. They were wide open in utter shock for a few seconds. Her breath had quickened and her chest was heaving rapidly.

Then she dared to close them.

"Emily. Didn't I tell you to keep your eyes locked with mine?"

"Y-yes, I'm sorry, I-I just-" she stuttered breathlessly, as I gently began to rub her sweet area with the flat of my palm.

Her eyes shut even tighter, as if she was trying to refuse waking up from an unbelievably good dream.

"You just what Em?" I asked her right away with another devilish smirk plastered on my face.

"Emily?" A familiar voice suddenly rang and interrupted us, as the door leisurely creaked open.

I stiffened, as a cold shiver ran through my spine. Why on earth, out of all people, did it have to be her?


A/N

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