[[SamIAm]]: So I haven't written anything in a while. Haven't had any ideas or inspiration to write. But I got bored one day and decided to try and get back into the whole writing thing. My friend Liza decided to help as well. So here's my first attempt in a long while.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Sadly.

I stood outside of the club. Expecting her to appear. I knew she would follow, she always did. I leaned up against the wall, waiting for her to show up in front of me. I decided to light up a cigarette as I waited. I inhaled deeply and shut my eyes, reveling in the sensation as the chemicals coursed through my lungs. It's bad, I know. I've heard it all before, but some how I choose not to stop. I'm not addicted, I could stop if I wanted to, really. I just choose not to, no reason good enough to make me want to stop.

"Anyone ever tell you that smoking's bad for you?"

And there she was, just as I knew she would be. I decided not to acknowledge her, maybe then she would leave me alone. No such luck, I still felt her presence. Only this time, she was closer. I could sense her body next to mine. She wasn't actually touching me, but I could smell her body spray, 'Love Spell'. Quite ironic if you ask me. It smelled good though, too good. I decided to open my eyes at that moment. She was leaning up against the wall as well, about an inch away from me. She was too close for my liking. Her golden brown eyes looked into my dark blue ones. Dark, not for any reason other than from me smoking. I let out the puff of smoke I hadn't realized I had been holding in. She stepped back and coughed. I snickered a little.

"Anyone ever tell you not to talk to strangers?"

She regained her composure then and looked up at me. Shocked that I had even decided to speak, I'm sure. Eh. What can I say, I'm not much of a talker.

"Well you aren't that much of a stranger now are you?"

It was my turn to look at her, a confident smirk on her face. I just looked at her, rather intensely, if you will. Her smirk vanished within seconds. She bit her lip nervously and sought out a different view, a view that didn't consist of me. It was my turn to smirk then, but only for half of a second. After a few more seconds her gaze returned back to me. I turned my head then and looked off into the distance, staring into the some what empty parking lot. I took another drag from my cigarette, then exhaled. I dropped the rest of the cigarette on the floor and stomped on it. I may care less about things, but I didn't want to risk anything to catch on fire. Juvie is not some place I would want to end up. No matter what anyone has heard, I have never been there, nor do I plan on ever going there.

I focused my eyes on her again. She tried to look away quickly, but I knew she had been watching me the entire time.

"You should really be getting home. It's late." And it was. 3:03 am to be exact.

She turned to me and held her breath. She wanted something, that I knew.

"I was actually wondering if I could get a ride with you."

I pondered whether to give her a ride home or not, it's not like it was out of my way. I didn't trust myself with her, is all. She looked at me hopeful. I was tempted to brush her off and continue my attempt at ignoring her. It didn't work.

"Fine."

With that she smiled and hugged me. I stood there stiffly. I wasn't exactly used to people touching me. Well all, except for my father. He was the only one I really felt comfortable enough with to let come into my personal space. Her hug, however, was different. Not awkward or bad, just different. It still didn't stop me from staying in place and not returning the hug though. She felt my discomfort and released me.

"Sorry...I just..." She barely whispered.

I didn't let her finish. I pushed off the wall and began to walk to my car. I didn't need to look back to know that she was following me. As I stated before, she always did.

I reached the driver's side of my car and reached out for the handle, but then her voice stopped me.

"Thanks again....you know for the ride."

I nodded and got into my silver convertible BMW without saying a word. She mimicked my movements and opened the passenger side door. I turned the car on and glanced at her. She looked at my expectantly.

"Uh...what?" She asked.

I leaned over her, grabbed the seat belt and buckled her in. She smiled, embarrased.

"Oh."

My hand reached for the gear shift and placed it into 'drive'. With that, we were off.

The drive was quiet, to say the least. The only sound in the car was due to Damien Rice, "Cannonball" was playing gently through the speakers. I noticed her lips moving softly, out of the corner of my eye. She was singing along to the lyrics. I never figured her as one to listen to this type of music. I guess you really shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.

She interrupted my thoughts.

"Uhm Spencer? The light's green."

I shook out of my daze and noticed that the light, was in fact, green. I lightly pushed the gas pedal and continued to drive through the streets of Los Angeles.

I pulled into my drive way, and noticed that all the lights in the house were off. Of course, everyone else was asleep. It was now 3:45 am. Anyone in their right mind would be asleep at this time. I guess I wasn't in the right state of mind. Apparently, neither was she. She waited patiently as I put the car in 'park'. We unbuckled our belts and stepped out of the car at the same time.

I began to walk to my front door, until I pick up on the fact that she was still standing next to my car. She's looking down, seeming to be deep in thought. I stand there, waiting for her to walk across the lawn and enter her house. Yeah, we live next door to one another. She doesn't make any movement though. I do, however. I walk the short path to her and stand in front of her.

"Look, I know we live in the suburbs and all, but I'm sure even you can figure out which house is yours."

She has her eyes shut and I notice her take in a deep breath. She opens her eyes then. They look into mine, as if looking for something. What? I'm not sure, but before she does find what she's looking for, I break our gaze and step back. She bites her lip, just like she did earlier. I've come to notice that she does that a lot. It's rather interesting.

Just as I'm about to head back in the direction I had come from, I feel her hand on my wrist. I look back and stare into her eyes. I wait there, anticipating her next move. She exhales. Nothing. I shake my head.

I turn to walk back to my house and right as I'm about to unlock the door, I feel her behind me. She shifts me around to face her. She's barely a breath away.

"I'm sorry, but if I don't do this now, then I never will."

Her lips are on mine just as I'm about to ask what she's talking about. I don't return the kiss, she knows. She removes her lips from mine and steps back. Apologizing repeatedly.

"I'm so stupid. I'm sorry, but I couldn't help myself any longer. I shouldn't have..."

This time I'm the one to place my lips on hers. I feel her relax and return the kiss. She smiles into the kiss and sighs contenly. I pull back and for the first time, I truly acknowledge her. I take her in, all of her. She's gorgeous. When I return my gaze up to her face, I see her staring at me intently. I lean in to capture her lips again. Now it's me who can't help themselves. She tangles her hands in my hair and moans slightly. You would think I'd be the one to moan, considering her hands are in my hair, but nope. It's all her. I'm not complaining though.

I pull away from her lips, her eyes are shut when I glance at her. I lean in close to her and whisper, "Remember to breathe."

I softly kiss her one last time, only this time it's on the cheek, and head into the house for the rest of the night. I lean against the door and wait until I hear her foot steps retreat. A minute later I hear a door close in the distance and know that she's home safe and sound. At that moment I realize what I've done. I sigh, run my hands through my blonde locks and head upstairs into my room.

I don't know what I've gotten myself into, but one thing is for sure. I won't allow myself to fall for Ashley Davies, the girl next door.

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