Call Me If You Need Anything-Hannily
“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay with you tonight? I don’t mind. Alison will be fine on her own,” Emily said, looking at Hanna worriedly.
She was relieved that the blonde had returned safely, but she was sure there was more to the story. She didn’t believe that Hanna had just ‘needed to get away’. It was like she’d told Spencer; she knew when Hanna was lying to her. No, she was nearly positive that Hanna had been up to something, she just didn’t know what.
“I’ll be fine, Em. Really. I’m just going to go home and take a bath and go to bed. And there will be policemen outside my door, not that that’s necessary,” she said, giving Emily a pointed glare. Emily put her hands up, protesting her innocence.
“Hey, Spencer’s the one who called the police, not me. Besides, if you hadn’t been ignoring us, we wouldn’t have had to resort to that,” she pointed out. Hanna rolled her eyes.
“I didn’t ignore you guys. I just talked to you yesterday,” Hanna protested. Emily raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah, but you were lying through your teeth, and you know it. You don’t have to tell me what you’ve been up to, but don’t keep lying to me. And don’t try anything on your own. Noel Kahn is dangerous. We know that much,” she insisted.
Hanna closed her eyes. She wished she could tell Emily that there was no need to fear Noel Kahn, not right now anyway. But if she told her that, Emily would want to know how she knew. And that would involve explaining that Noel Kahn was currently tied up in an old motel room.
“Even if I wanted to do something on my own, the police aren’t going to let me out of their sight. You don’t have to worry about me,” Hanna said. Emily sighed, and nodded.
“Easier said than done, you know?” she asked. Hanna nodded. She knew the feeling exactly.
“You could just stay here,” Emily said, grasping at straws. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but she didn’t want Hanna to be alone. Hanna raised an eyebrow.
“With Spencer? Yeah, I’m sure she’d love that,” Hanna said sarcastically. She could tell the other woman was frustrated with her, and she didn’t want to add to that. It was bad enough Spencer and Caleb had broken up because of her, now she was lying to her.
“Or with Aria,” Emily suggested. Hanna wrinkled her nose.
“Okay, there is no way in hell I’m going to go stay with Aria in Ezra Fitz’s apartment. Remember how disgusting that place was the last time we were there?” she asked. Emily shuddered at the memory.
“I’m sure Aria’s cleaned it up since then,” she muttered. “But fine, you could come stay with me and Alison. Have a sleepover, just like the old days.”
Hanna hesitated. It sounded good, it really did, but she couldn’t. She had a situation to deal with, and she needed to be alone for it.
“Em, I appreciate the offer, I really do, but I just want to be alone tonight. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” she said, starting toward the door. Emily stopped her by flinging her arms around her in a hug.
“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said. Hanna started to leave, then stopped.
“Actually, Em… Will you come over? Not to spend the night, just for a little bit?” Hanna asked hopefully. Emily resisted the urge to grin.
“Of course! I’d be happy to!” she agreed. Hanna gave her a small smile and followed Emily out to her car. They drove back to Lucas’s in silence.
“Do you want a drink?” Hanna asked, pulling out a bottle of wine. Emily nodded.
“Sure,” she said. Hanna nodded and poured two glasses of wine.
“So what’d you guys do while I was away?” Hanna asked. Emily raised an eyebrow, looking annoyed.
“Well you would know if you had been here,” she said. Hanna sighed and waited. Eventually, Emily started talking.
“Besides the flash drive? Not much,” she said. Hanna nodded. She’d heard all about the flash drive—complete with glares from Spencer—earlier.
“What’s going on with you and Paige?” Hanna asked. Emily shrugged.
“I don’t know. It’s easy to talk to her. I can tell her things that I can’t tell Sabrina,” she explained. Hanna nodded. She understood. It was part of the reason she’d broken up with Jordan.
“But I’m also afraid I might just be slipping back into old habits. I don’t even know if Paige still has feelings for me,” she said. Hanna snorted.
“Of course she has feelings for you! Who wouldn’t?” Hanna asked. Emily’s eyes widened.
“I mean, would she really be hanging around if she didn’t have feelings for you?” she backtracked. Emily shrugged again.
“I just don’t know. Right now I just want to focus on catching Noel. It’s just complicated right now, I guess,” she said. Hanna nodded sympathetically.
“It’ll be okay, Em,” she said. Emily’s phone dinged and she sighed. It was Alison, asking her to please come over.
“You should go. That’s Ali, isn’t it?” Hanna asked. Emily nodded.
“I don’t have to go,” she said. Hanna shook her head.
“No, Em. You go. You weren’t planning on staying anyway. Go see what Alison needs,” Hanna said. Emily sighed and hugged Hanna.
“Call me if you need anything,” she said.
“I will. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Still reluctant, Emily left the loft. She didn’t know what Hanna had been up to, and she was annoyed that Alison was pulling her away before she could pry the truth out of her friend. She could only hope whatever Hanna had done wasn’t too bad.
She should have listened to Spencer. Hope did breed eternal misery.