17 - Warnings and Heads Up

Emily pov

I layed across Hanna's lap, watching the tv sideways on. She absentmindedly played with my hair, as we watched some celebrity gossip show. The door opened, and we heard a man's voice.

"Han? Emily? You home?" It was Hanna's dad. He came into the living room. Hanna smiled up at him, and I gave him the smallest wave, which was me raising my arm and then letting it flop down again.

"I was going to pick up dinner. Are you staying Emily?" Tom asked, and I looked up at Hanna. She smiled down at me.

"Yeah. Sleepover?" She asked me, and I gave a small nod. She smiled and leaned down to press her lips to mine. Tom cleared his throat, making Hanna wink at me cheekily.

"Okay, but not in the same bed." Tom warned, shaking his finger at us before walking into the kitchen. Hanna looked at me with her perfect eyebrow raised.

"Wait, what? Why not? I mean, just because a beautiful girl is sleeping around, doesn't mean we're gonna do the frickle frackle!" Hanna yelled to her dad. I burst out laughing, and ended up rolling on to the floor. Hanna layed on the sofa, and leaned her head over to look at me. She traced my cheekbone gently with her fingertip.

"Hanna, no arguments." Tom said, popping his head around the door to give her a stern glance. Hanna pouted until I kissed her. She then winked at me again, and I knew neither of us were going to be sleeping on the floor tonight.

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I'd been playing on the xbox with Hanna for a few hours now, and she was so far beating me at every game. I groaned, and threw the controller to the end of the bed. Hanna was sat in front of me, my legs wrapped around her. She gave a small giggle, and then leaned back against me.

"Are you sad because you're loosing?" She asked, and I could tell there was a hint of smugness in her voice. I shook my head, and she raised her eyebrow. She got up and then turned to face me. She was now knelt in front of me. Her face was close to mine, ever so close. I could simply reach forward a fraction and press my lips to her.

But that's what she wanted. So instead I looked past her, at the screen of the tv. She pouted, and then took my hands in hers.

"Em?" She sounded sad, but I wasn't finished yet. I continued to stare past her until she got annoyed and pressed her lips to mine. I couldn't help but give in, and soon we were tangled up together.

Until Tom walked in. He was halfway through the door when we stopped kissing, and he then turned around and walked back out, closing the door behind him. I turned to Hanna, who looked more amused than embarrassed.

"Should you go talk to him?" I asked, and Hanna shook her head before planting little kisses on to my neck.

"He caught us kissing, not doing the do. It's no big deal, Em." She sounded like she didn't really care, and so we continued to kiss for a while.

That was until I got a message.

Heads up! Samara is about to do something unexpected. You have been warned.- A

Was A helping me? Or was it just another mind game? Was I supposed to believe them? I ignored my phone, and instead turned back to the stunning blonde in front of me.