Three years later..

Emily leaned back against the wall, her eyes roaming the party in front of her. It was a rather large event. Hundreds of people had to be at this party. When the Pi Kappa Alpha fraternity on campus decides to throw parties, everyone who is anyone shows up.

Noticeable players from almost each sport on campus made their way to the party tonight. Emily herself, was one of those players. The brunette was now the number one swimmer in the entire nation for division one women's swimming. She had worked her ass off.

There were professional scouts watching each of Emily's meets, and last summer Emily was invited to represent Team USA on the women's national swim team, which she obviously took the offer. The brunette helped to led team USA to a victory over Germany in the finals.

Emily was a legend known around UCLA, and no matter where she went, people stared. But the brunette was now used to it. Emily didn't necessarily care for the spotlight, but she knew that where there was talent, there was attention.

"Emily? Fields?" a girl said, breaking Emily's glances out from the crowd to look down at the girl standing in front of her. Emily snapped her brown eyes to meet a pair of hazel eyes looking back at her, "hi, yes, that's me."

The girl stuck her hand out to introduce herself, her slick black hair moving perfectly behind of her, "I'm Lauren. I'm a huge fan. I've watched you swim multiple times over the past year, but never have actually seen you up close."

Emily took Lauren's hand in hers, "it's nice to meet you. Thank you so much. What year are you?" Lauren lips creeped upwards, "I'm a junior. Studying mass communications." Emily nodded, "so maybe you'll cover one of my meets one day?"

Lauren's eyes playfully shined, "maybe so."

Emily felt an arm loop around her waist, followed by a scent she could never get tired of. Emily dropped Lauren's hand and turned her head to meet a pair of crystal blue eyes that made her weak in the knees.

"Hi, baby," Alison purred, pressing her lips to Emily's cheek for a quick kiss, "did you miss me?" Before Emily could answer, Alison turned her glare to Lauren. A wicked smile danced at the corners of Alison's mouth, "and you are?"

Lauren cleared her throat and repositioned herself, "Lauren, I'm a junior." Alison titled her head, examining the dark haired girl, "I'm Alison, Emily's girlfriend." Emily ran her hand through Alison's hair, hoping the blonde would calm down before she released wrath at Lauren, "Lauren was talking to me about swimming."

Alison posed a plastic smile, "was she now?" Emily nodded, "mhm, she was just telling me how she supports me." Emily tried to keep her voice positive to give Alison a silent clue to be nice to this girl. Emily knew her girlfriend, and when Alison thought another girl was making her move on the brunette, it wasn't exactly a pretty sight to see.

"I'm sure she does," Alison stated. Lauren awkwardly shifted, bringing her eyes away from Alison. The blonde had always had this power. She could make any girl insecure with just the flash of a smile and a daring look from her blue eyes.

Alison was easy to be imitated by. The girl was flawless and somehow managed to get more and more beautiful the older she had gotten. "It was nice to meet you," Emily said after a moment of silence, hoping to break away from this extremely awkward moment.

Lauren shot Emily a quick smile, "likewise." The junior turned on her heel and walked away from the couple as fast as she could, never turning back.

Alison turned to give her girlfriend a pointed look, causing Emily to raise her hand up in defense, "what?" Alison cocked her head to the side, "she obviously was more into swimming in you stead of watching you swim."

Emily shook her head, "you think that about every girl that talks to me." Alison raised her eyebrow, "maybe because it's true. I should transfer here, there's no telling how many girls hit on you daily and I have no idea about. I was lucky to catch that one, it's not like you would have told me about it."

Emily dropped her hand to Alison's waist, pulling the blonde closer to her, "because there was nothing to tell, baby. I'm yours. You are the most flawless woman in the world, why would I dare even think about cheating on you?"

Alison brought her hand to cup Emily's face, "I just hate that girls throw themselves at you because they know you're gay. It's so annoying. I wish I could tattoo my name on your forehead."

Emily chuckled a soft laugh as she pulled Alison a bit closer, "a tattoo? Really?" Alison nodded, "that's permanent." Emily smiled before leaning in to kiss Alison's lips, "you have me permanently, Ali. I love you."

The blonde closed her eyes as her heart fluttered at Emily's words. Alison knew that Emily would faithful and would forever be, it was just so hard sometimes knowing that there are hundreds of girls on campus who wanted to rip Emily's clothes off, gay and straight girls.

Alison pulled back from the kiss, running her hand lightly through Emily's hair, "I love you, too."

"Besides, you practically do go here. You only go to school less than fifteen miles away. USC is right around the corner, and we live together," Emily stated, "the real problem is all of the guys who can't stop obsessing over you at USC, especially now that you've started your acting career," Emily commented, rolling her eyes.

Alison dropped her hand to intertwine Emily's with her own, "speaking of our apartment, can we head back there?" A playful smirk wiped across of Alison's heart-shaped pink lips. Emily raised her dark eyebrow at the blonde, knowing exactly where she was heading with her question.

"We have all weekend to be tangled up together. I don't have practice and you don't have any call times," Emily replied, pressing her lips to the top of Alison's head. Alison pressed her body closer to Emily, leaning up to whisper in the brunette's ear, "but we can go ahead and get a head start now."

Emily glanced down to see a pair of flirtatious blue eyes staring up at her. All Emily truly wanted to do was drag her girlfriend home and defile her in more ways than one, but it was only twenty minutes ago when they arrived at the party, and Emily was close friend's with one of my Pike's who was hosting the event. The brunette's lips curved into a soft smirk, "Alison, be patient."

"But baby," Alison groaned, pressing her lips on Emily's earlobe. Emily's eyes fluttered closed as she felt Alison's warm breath dancing on her skin.

"Less than an hour into the party and you're already trying to get in your girlfriend's pants, Ali?"

Alison pulled her lips off of Emily's ear, a smile wiping across of her face as she turned around to face the voice who called her out. Emily's eyes opened to find her best friend since freshman year.

"Austin, what do you want? Can I publicly kiss my girlfriend without being interrupted?" Alison cooed, a playful tease laced in her voice. Austin titled his head at Alison, "kiss or fuck?"

Alison's blue eyes rolled, "whatever, you're just jealous." Austin chuckled and took a sip of his beer, "or I know how much you love to strip Emily down whenever you get the slightest chance to do so."

Alison shrugged and wrapped her arms around Emily's waist, "I sure do." Emily smiled and threw her arm around Alison's shoulder, "how's the girl hunt going?"

"Better if you were still my wing-woman. Ryan sucks. He picks all of the girls who end up turning out crazy," Austin replied. Alison laughed, "Austin, you're a stud. What girl isn't going to obsess over you?"

And Alison was right. Austin was such a beautiful young man. He had always been flawless, but each year as he got older, his features sharpened and his muscles tightened, turning him from a hot boy-ish underclassman, to a beautiful, flawless senior.

Austin ran his hair through his dirty blonde hair, that was no longer shaggy and brushed over his face, but more cut to his head and tussled upward, "I haven't had a girlfriend since my sophomore year, come on, Ali. Hook me up with one of your sorority girls."

Emily furrowed her eyebrows, "sorority girl? I always saw you with an athletic type of girl. Someone who's sporty."

"That was your type too, but.." Austin joked, looking at Alison. Alison snarled, "I am her type." Emily slipped a soft laugh, "that doesn't count. I met Alison before she joined ADPi."

"Well your friends are babes, Ali. Help me out," Austin begged, flashing his hazel puppy-like eyes at the blonde. Alison waved her hand at Austin, "fine, fine. I'll hook you up if you go away and allow me to go back to marking my territory on my girlfriend."

"Promise?" Austin replied, holding his pinky out. Alison chuckled and reached out to wrap her pinky round Austin's, "promise."

Austin took another sip of is beer before turning and disappearing through the crowd of college students, "goodnight, ladies. I'll text you tomorrow, Em. Love you."

"Love you!" Emily shouted back. Alison turned back to her girlfriend, "you better be lucky that I understand your and Austin's very loving friendship." Emily ran her hand through Alison's blonde hair, "he's like the brother I never had, and you know he loves you just as much as he loves me."

Alison smiled, "I know, he's a good guy. I've grown to love him just as much as I love Jason. But right now, I'm not thinking about loving anyone but you."

Emily felt Alison's hands under her shirt, her fingertips running along her stomach. "Take me back to our apartment, baby," Alison purred in Emily's ear. Emily finally gave in to Alison's wishes. No matter how much Emily had tried to stay strong over the past few years, she always caved to the blonde, no matter what the case.

Emily took Alison's hand in hers, directing them out of the Pike house.

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"Alison," Emily moaned, her breath staggering as the blonde's fingers were buried between Emily's legs. Emily wrapped her arms around of the blonde's neck, who was hovering over her "What is it, baby?" Alison mummered into Emily's neck, sorting kissing the skin.

Another moan escaped Emily's lips as the blonde's thumb rolled her clit, making Emily's body jump. Alison loved watching her girlfriend fall apart underneath her. Typically it was Emily who had loved having the control in the bedroom, but as Alison quickly became more experienced with Emily's body, the blonde started to love making her overly confident girlfriend weak.

Emily and Alison were one hell of a couple. Both girls were strong headed, confident, and people were so drawn to them individually. So many people wanted each girl. It never failed that guys chased after Alison and girls were obsessed with Emily.

When Alison had moved to Los Angeles to transfer to USC in the summer after their freshman year, it had taken both the girls a couple of months to get used to all of the attention that each of them received from other people. Jealously arguments frequently occurred for a while, but after one argument that lead to a very heated and aggressive sexual encounter, the two realized that it didn't matter who lusted after them, they had only wanted each other.

But sometimes Alison still got a little over protective. What can she say? The queen bee was protective over what was hers.

"Ali," Emily moaned, breathing into the air. Alison worked her fingers in her trembling girlfriend. "Fuck all of girls that want you. You are mine," Alison whispered in Emily's ear. Emily could only feel herself get more turned on as Alison claimed her. She couldn't help but to find it extremely hot when the blonde got territorial over her.

Emily knew she was close, Alison knew all of the right spots with the brunette. "Every inch of you," Alison started, kissing up Emily's neck and speaking between kisses, "mine."

Alison could feel Emily tightening around of fingers as the brunette's grip tightened in her blonde hair. Alison's name was all that Emily could manage to speak, calling her name out over and over again.

"I love you, Em," Alison whispered just before kissing Emily's lips, "come for me, baby."

That did it. Emily lost herself under Alison's touch, her hips rising and falling in an unpatterned beat. Emily buried her face in Alison's neck, almost shouting the blonde's name repetitively until the brunette started to come down from her high.

"Alison," Emily panted, bringing the blonde's face to hers, pouring a desperate kiss into her mouth. Alison smiled, never pulling herself out of Emily, "what, baby?"

Emily stared into Alison's eyes, knowing this girl had so much power over her and that she always would. Emily loved Alison more than anything in this world.

"I love you," Emily replied, tucking a blonde strand of hair behind Alison's ear. The blonde leaned down and kissed her girlfriend's nose, "I love you."