“I don’t much like the snow.” Mona shivered, as she was trying to unlock the door to her house. She had invited Hanna over, so that they could try and plan a strategy about Alison. Mona glanced over at the blonde who was busy staring up at the sky. It took Mona a long moment before she finally realized that Hanna was trying to catch a snow flake on her tongue. “You’re so weird Marin.” She called, though her tone held a warm tone to it. Mona was positive that there was nothing that Hanna could do, to make her love her less. Mona turned her attention back to the door, trying to work on opening the door.
It was a few seconds later that she felt something cold hit her back. She wasn’t unaccustomed to people throwing stuff at her, after all she had been Loser Mona. She whirled around, her eyes searching for the attacker. However all she found was Hanna bent over laughing. Mona glared at her, but couldn’t help the smile that tugged at the corner of her lips. It was refreshing to see Hanna smiling like she had before all of the Alison drama. It was also funny, because the blonde was shaking from laughing so hard.
“That was really cold Han.” Mona said, folding her arms over her chest. “I’m afraid I’ll have to punish you.”
Hanna tried to stop laughing, forcing herself to straighten up. But the laughter and the happiness didn’t leave her eyes. “Oh you’re going to punish me? How you gonna do that?” She asked, smirking at the shorter girl.
Mona moved away from the door, and slowly approached Hanna. She made sure her movements were slow and calculated. “Oh, I have my ways.” Mona replied, her gaze intense. She saw Hanna jolt to the left, to try and escape the snow covered yard, but she didn’t get to far before Mona pounced on her.
Mona tackled Hanna into the snow, playfully cramming some snow down the girl’s shirt. She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, enjoying the rough housing. “Looks like I got you all wet.” She teased, her words holding a double meaning.
Hanna flipped them over, pinning Mona down to the snowy ground. She knew Mona had let her, Mona wasn’t the type to be on the bottom. Mona stared up into the blue eyes of the girl she loved, and smiled back at her. Hanna was so beautiful to her, and Mona didn’t want to waste anymore time apart from her. Hanna was her happy ending Mona was sure of it.
The blonde’s breath caught in her throat and she let out a little shudder. It never failed to amaze her the way that Mona would look at her. Hanna knew Mona saw her in a different way then other’s did. Mona saw her as beautiful, kind, and bright in her own way.
Hanna let out a shaky gasp, and then leaned down gently brushing her lips to Mona’s. It was a light kiss, one full of deeper meaning. However it soon turned passionate, ending only when Hanna pulled away.
“We should go inside.” Hanna said staring down at the girl laying in the snow. “I wouldn’t want you to catch a cold.”
Mona swallowed thickly, and raised a brow. “It wouldn’t matter much to me, as long as I have you to warm me back up Han.”
Hanna rolled her eyes playfully, and stood up. “Smooth Vanderwaal, very smooth.” She offered the girl her hand. “Tell you what, let’s go take a hot shower and have some coco. I’m not done with you yet.”
The shorter girl’s face lit up and she nodded. “You’re speaking my language.” Mona took her hand and pulled herself up. She wrapped an arm around Hanna’s waist. “I love you Han.”
“I love you too Mona, and I always will. You’re my girl.” Hanna promised, leading Mona back towards the door. “And you always will be. You’ve got a magic touch.” She mused, watching as Mona finally got the door open. “Now let’s see about that shower.”