Magnets
Disclaimer: Ok, how many times do I have to type this? I do not, in any way, shape or form, under any condition, own 'South of Nowhere'. Jeez, it's a no duh, folks.
Summary: Like magnets we are destined for our attraction to be stronger than when we repel.
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"Spence…Are you sure? Do you really just want to be 'just friends'?" The brunette scooted closer to the blonde, hands tracing her arms, chest pressing against her back. Her lips were soft on Spencer's neck, something she tried to ignore. She also tried to ignore the brunette's position on the bed. Chest against her back, hands on hers, legs spread out behind her, one knee pressing into her ass.
"Ash, I…It's complicated, ok?" Spencer shuddered and shrugged the girl off, standing and going to look in Ashley's mirror. She buried her head in her hands and looked into the mirror, hoping to see Ashley sitting on the bed still, but she was gone.
Spencer turned quickly and was face-to-face the smaller brunette. Ashley was pressed full against her, their breathing as one, her lips rising and meeting Spencer's in a chaste kiss.
"You really want to be 'just friends'? Even though I know you want so much more?" Ashley pressed her body flush against Spencer's, feeling the blonde's breathing deepen.
"I…I don't know." Spencer responded. "I don't know anything anymore."
"So you don't know if you want to just friendly hug me, or kiss me like you mean it, or anything more?" Ashley asked, her lips dangerously close to Spencer's again.
"I…I think I need you to kiss me again." Spencer whispered.
Ashley kissed her again, just as soft and as tentative as before, but this time Spencer kissed her back. The kiss was slow, growing as each girl got more into it, Ashley parted her lips, her tongue tracing the length of Spencer's lips.
"Ashley!" Spencer yelped, pushing the girl away, startled. She sat back on the bed, eyes wide and head in her hands again. "Oh god…What am I doing? Ash, help me?"
"I'm trying." Ashley whispered, sitting beside Spencer. She ran her fingertips along the length of Spencer's arm, creating soft and soothing strokes, "I really am trying to help."
"I know, and I'm not helping every time I push you away, am I?" Spencer giggled, looking at the fingertips grazing her skin, "You're giving me goose-bumps."
"Good or bad?" Ashley asked, resting her head on Spencer's shoulder, "I'm hoping you like them."
"I do, they're good goose-bumps." Spencer reassured her. "Ash, I don't know what I want anymore."
"Well, I can help you with this." Ashley offered, leaning in again.
"I want you to help, I want to kiss you again." Spencer requested. She turned to face Ashley, her eyes drawn to her lips.
"Well I want to kiss you again too." Ashley said honestly. "I don't think I've ever wanted to kiss someone so bad before."
"I know what you mean…" Spencer whispered and kissed her again.
When they pulled away, Ashley looked deep into the cerulean blue eyes, searching for some kind of clue. "Spence?"
"Ash, this isn't going to be easy." Spencer whispered, "As much as I want to be with you, I can't. We always fight and getting back to friends after it is so hard…"
"Yeah, but if we were dating it would be easier to make-up." Ashley explained, "All one of us would have to do, if one walked out, would be to come back and grab the person off the couch and away from the ice cream and sappy movie and yank them upstairs and throw them on the bed and make love to them."
"Ash…" Spencer laughed, "C'mon, seriously."
"Oh, but I am being serious." Ashley assured her, "I mean, really, the make-up sex would be good and heartfelt, like a welcome home party but it'll be rushed cuz you want to get over the fight as soon as possible and then when you're done, and you're lying in bed cuddling afterwards, you say you're sorry and they know you mean it."
"Ash…" Spencer giggled, "Isn't it easier to apologize as friends?"
"Hell no!" Ashley smiled, "Ok, most of the time I'm screwing up so I have to come here at some stupid ungodly hour cuz I can't sleep knowing that might still hate me or are angry with me in the morning, so I come over and have to throw rocks at your window so I won't wake up the whole damn family and then I have to apologize for being an ass. This normally ends in some sappy 'I wish I could kiss you' hug and then I have to go back home."
"You make it sound like a bad thing, and you act like I don't screw up either." Spencer said indignantly. "I've apologized to you before."
"Well yeah, but that's after I come to you and tell you I was wrong or being stupid or something. Then you apologize so I don't feel like I was the only one who treated the relationship badly." Ashley retorted. "Spencer, what I'm trying to say is, it may be rocky and not always smooth sailing but we're magnets, Spence. Destined to attract each other strong than we repel." Her fingertips still traced Spencer's lightly tanned skin, this time making figure eights on her exposed thigh.
"Did you just use an analogy to magnets to describe our relationship?" Spencer asked, eyebrow raised, "I didn't think you paid any attention in Chemistry."
"I don't have to to understand magnets, my dear." Ashley smiled, "And I do too pay attention in class! Just not the ones I have with you…" Ashley looked away, "Then I have better things to look at then some old teacher's ass as they write on the blackboard."
"Ashley Davies!" Spencer chastised her best friend, "Are you saying you'd rather fail a course because you were checking me out than pass it and spend time with me?" She stared the brunette down incredulously.
"Uh, kinda." Ashley muttered, "Wait, would that be bad?"
"Ash, you can't fail junior year! What would I do without you in senior year?" Spencer cried, "Oh god, I might be stuck with Aiden all year!"
"NO!" Ashley yelled, grabbing the blonde and hugging her like she would never let go, "I will not let you suffer through that, hun, don't worry."
"Aw, thank you sweetie." Spencer cooed, hugging the brunette tighter. She smiled into Ashley's cheek, knowing that Ashley enjoyed nuzzling into her neck.
"Spence…?" Ashley asked, head not moving from its spot on the blonde's neck.
"Yeah?" Spencer asked, she wasn't ready for what was coming next.
"I wanna be your lover." Ashley whispered, pulling away and looking into her favorite pools of blue.
"Say what?" Spencer asked, her eyes wide.
"I wanna be your lover. I want to be the one you love and I want you to be the one I love." Ashley explained, "I want to wake up next to you in the morning and know that you're the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. I want to know that you love me just as much as I love you." Ashley blushed realizing that she just said that she loves Spencer.
"Ash?" Spencer asked nervously, "Did you just say that you love me?"
Ashley just nodded, too scared of what Spencer would say next. Too many thoughts were running through her head, 'Oh my god, I just told her that I love her! What if she hates me now? Cuz how messed up is that? Falling in love with your best friend, even though she says she's straight! What's wrong with me?'
She was so busy yelling at herself that she didn't hear Spencer calling her name repeated, "Ash. Ash? Ashley?" Spencer shook Ashley's shoulders, bringing the girl back to reality.
"Huh? What? Spence, what is it?" Ashley asked confused, had Spencer been talking to her?
"I was, uh, saying that I want to too." Spencer stuttered, blushing profusely.
"You want to too?" Ashley asked, very confused but then it hit her. "Oh…OH!"
"Yeah, oh." Spencer muttered, avoiding Ashley's deep chocolate eyes. "I know I want to be your lover…Not just another."
"Another?" Ashley questioned, "I don't get it. I mean, nice rhyme, Spence but I it kinda makes no sense."
"I meant not just another cheap, drunk night to you. I wanted it to rhyme so I said 'another'." Spencer explained, smiling at her own joke. "Now do you get it?"
Ashley nodded, "Yeah, I get it now. And it makes sense too. Good one." She gave the blonde a pat on the shoulder, "You're getting more and more like me."
"And that's just great isn't it?" Spencer rolled her eyes at the brunette.
"It is." Ashley beamed, "Don't you want to be like me?"
"No, I want to be liked by you, Ash." Spencer clarified, "Not exactly like you, even though it would help…Cuz maybe then I'll understand your craziness."
"Oh cute Spencer, you're adorable." Ashley grumbled.
"Yeah, well at least then I'll finally get that stupid magnet analogy. You know?" Spencer laughed at Ashley's disbelieving face.
"Uh! You got that analogy in the beginning, you can't complain!" Ashley whined, crossing her arms over her chest and pouting.
"Ash…" Spencer smiled at the brunette's child-like behavior. "As I was saying…" She lead.
"Oh right, so you don't want to be 'another' to me?" Ashley asked, almost scared to look into Spencer's eyes and read the truth that she found there.
"Ash, I want to mean something to you. Just as much as you mean to me." Spencer confessed. "I want to be loved, Ashley and not just by anyone. But by you."
"And I want you to love me. Like I love you." Ashley whispered. "Cuz I really do love you Spencer."
"And I love you Ashley but…Like I was saying earlier, it's so hard on us when we fight…" Spencer sighed, looking genuinely upset.
"I know, we already went over this, Spence. I told you what happens when lovers' fight. The make-up sex will be incredible." Ashley laughed.
"Oh? And how do you know?" Spencer smirked, one eyebrow arched.
"I don't." Ashley frowned, "I've never cared about someone enough to deal with a fight and then come back. I never loved anyone before I met you."
"…You are such a sap!" Spencer laughed after a long silence. "Oh my god, you're so cheesy!" She laughed, falling back on the bed and covering her face with a random pillow.
"Ugh, shut up!" Ashley laughed, pouncing on the cackling blonde, "I'm not cheesy! I was telling the truth!"
"Oh I bet you were!" Spencer laughed in her face, knocking the brunette over the head with the pillow. "Oh and the magnets too!" She was laughing so hard that tears were coming out of her eyes.
"Shut up!" Ashley cried, straddling Spencer's waist. "You're mean to me…I don't know why I love you."
"But you do. You can't help it, everyone loves me." Spencer grinned. She looked up at the brunette, her hands resting on Ashley's thighs, making soft, comforting strokes. "Ash…"
Ashley didn't say a word, she stared Spencer down, daring her to turn away, knowing that Spencer was never good with staring contests with her. Her hands took Spencer's and held them out beside her, leaning in closer to the blonde, their noses brushing against each other.
"Ash…" Spencer whispered again, feeling her breath catch as Ashley brushed her chest against hers. "Ash, I can't…I need…I…"
"Shhh…" Ashley whispered, her lips just barely touching Spencer's. "I love you…So I'll take care of you…" She kissed Spencer softly but soundly.
Around midnight…
"So…" Ashley whispered, hand reaching for the ceiling, for something, for anything.
"Yeah…" Spencer murmured into Ashley's neck, her breath tickling her friend's bare chest.
"I just want to say I'm sorry for being an ass and not telling you how I felt in the beginning." Ashley smiled lamely.
"Me too." Spencer whispered, reaching up and taking Ashley's hand in her own, intertwining their fingers.
"I told you we were like magnets." Ashley mumbled, "Cuz like now, we're sticking together and not pulling apart."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever Ash." Spencer muttered, a finger tracing the brunette's collarbone. "I don't think that matters anymore." She pressed a butterfly kiss on the swell of Ashley's breast. "I think the only matters is right now…The you and me and what happens next."
"Whatever you want, Spence." Ashley kissed the top of her forehead, "It's up to you now, ok? We can go as fast or as slow as you want in this relationship."
"Uh, Ash?" Spencer turned her head up to look at Ashley, "That's what you should've said before we did it."
"Well yeah, but I thought what I said sounded smoother." Ashley smirked at her, "And sexier and more comforting?" Ashley wanted to sound confident but it came out more like a question.
"Ash…" Spencer smiled, leaning in and kissing Ashley again, "You know I don't care what you say, you love me and you showed me that love." She kissed the blushing brunette again, "And, as much as I don't want to admit this…" She winced, "But you're right."
"About what?" Ashley made a face, "I mean, I know I'm right about a lot of things but…"
Spencer caved, "We are magnets!" And she fell against Ashley's chest, groaning as Ashley let out a cry of victory.
"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!" Ashley cried, punching the air in victory, "Whoo-hoo!"
"Shut up!" Spencer laughed, smacking Ashley's bare ass, "You magnethead!"
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Ok, I decided to happy with this fic, cuz, uh, my other fic made me cry. Chapter 2 will be out soon. And I never thought I'd write this again but…Our favorite button? In the left corner? Yeah…Click it…NOW!