Sorry it's been so long guys. I could give you some excuses but in all honesty I'm just a bit crap! I'll try harder I promise!

So this Busted song is That Thing You Do. Deffinatly one of my faves!

Hope you enjoy!

When I woke up,

So proud to see,

You lying naked next to me.

And the clothes you wore,

The night before,

Were lying on my bedroom floor.

Urggh. Is it morning already? I swear I just closed my eyes like ten minutes ago.

I roll over and into something soft. Cracking open one very sleepy eye I see you lying next to me in the bed. The covers have shifted and your lying on your stomach leaving you bare back uncovered in the morning light. I feel I should stop there, or I will embarrass myself with some sort of angel analogy, blonde halo of hair yada yada.

But I still get that warm feeling in my stomach, that little sense of pride that I am the one that gets to wake up naked next to you in the morning. That little stab of love that shoots through my heart.

Not that I tell you things like that. Your privileged enough to know I'm a softy at heart but you needn't know just how much. You would just end up making fun of me in your cute rambling ways.

Mmmmm. Nothing like a big stretch. I'm going to resist the idea of waking you up my usual way. The dull ache between my legs reminds me we had rather a lot of that last night, we should give our bodies a little rest, so up I get . I think I'm going to leave you sleeping. The little snuffles that you make (which I think are the cutest snores ever) are still going strong and I'm not surprised your worn out. Damn I'm good hehe.

Oh, it's a bit chilly outside the bed. Better hot tail it pretty quick lest I freeze to death on route to the shower.

Whaaaa?

"Omph."

I've hit the floor. Which is odd as one does not usually throw themselves at the floor while naked. Spencer's converse. They are the culprits. Sneaky little devils they were hidden by her jeans. I take stock of the rest of her clothes thrown around my room. I can't help the little smile that grows on my face.

God I love that girl.

And this is,

How I want it to be.

You know it,

I want it that way.

Picking myself up off the floor, my good mood still continues. Because this is totally what I want everyday. Spencer to be there when I wake up and for me to trip over her clothes strewn about the floor because for some reason, even when we aren't tearing each others clothes off, she still manages to fling her clothes to the farthest reaches of my room.

But that's fine. That's just Spence. That's just how I want everything to be.

Baby, I don't know what to say,

It's like that everyday.

I've never felt this way, yeah.

I just don't know what to do,

If I can't be with you.

Girl you know it's true.

I love that thing you do.

I shuffle over to the bathroom, thinking just how good this summer is with you. Your practically spend every night at my house. And I'm not sick of it. Which in itself is amazing. I'm not really a people person and girls never usually last longer than a night in my bed.

But not Spencer. She's different. She gives me that warm feeling. I love everything about her. I love her ramblings and terrible attempts at smooth conversation, I love how excited she gets over the things she likes and how nervous she gets. I love catching her checking me out and how she tries to cover it up. I love her.

It shocks me that I want her around so much. I actually pine for her when she is gone. Me, Ashley Davies, pining over another girl. That feels fundamentally wrong. But I don't really mind.

And it scares me a little how much I depend on her now. Like she is the other half of me, I feel like I want to be Matt Damon in that conjoined twin film he did. Like would voluntarily choose it. I know! It's starting to sound a bit obsessive. Luckily those feelings are easily reigned in. God help me if Spencer knew the full extent of my weird stalkerish feelings, I imagine we would become one of those extremely co-dependant couples that slowly meld into one person. Ew. But still, I'm so attached now I have no idea how I would cope without her. We've only been a couple for just under a year!

I have no idea what's up with me this morning.

But I love her.

I do, I do, I do!

We've seen everything,

I've dreamt it all.

Last night we did it in a waterfall.

And when you turn round,

All I can see,

Is beautiful simplicity.

Nothing like strong jets of water beating down on your aching muscles to relieve the stiffness. I love my shower, as far as they are concerned mine is a little slice of heaven. Which it should be considering how much it cost. It's always helpful to have a multimillion dollar trust fund at your disposal. Not that I abuse it, but the occasional splurge for the finer things? I see that as okay. Even more so when I splurge on Spencer. She's not such a fan though. I suppose a maths book with gold sheet inlay was a bit too much.

I feel the stiffness leave my back as the shower continues to beat down. The water reminds me of the dream I had last night. NC-17 dream, so don't think you'll be getting any dirty details. Lets just say it involved naked me, naked Spencer, a waterfall and plenty of naked antics. Mmmm. I'm going to have to stop thinking about it, or about last nights activities or this shower is going to get a lot more eventful. . .

Even in dream form everything was perfect and just how it should be. Just how we should be. It so easy being with you, even at our worst. I like that.

And this is,

How I want it to be.

You know it,

I want it that way.

I wonder what I should wear today, I've probably spent enough time in the shower. I hear my walk in closet calling out to me, it's saying I must dress in clothing that shows of my stomach. Mainly because it will drive Spencer wild, and then wilder times will ensue and I definitely like the sound of that. Have you seen her? Honestly who wouldn't want to find themselves dragged to the bedroom at the mercy of Spencer Carlin?

That's exactly what I like.

Although I am aware that the majority of my clothes do indeed show these abs off. So really that happens almost everyday. Not my fault she's a sucker for my hot bod. You want for nothing with abs like these baby! I might also go with a short skirt today, get some leg on show, make myself totally irresistible. Not that being with Spencer is all about sex. Far from it. But I'm not gonna lie, it is definitely a very enjoyable aspect and that's just how I want it to be.

Baby, I don't know what to say,

It's like that everyday.

I've never felt this way, yeah.

I just don't know what to do,

If I can't be with you.

Girl you know it's true.

I love that thing you do.

I kinda want to watch you sleeping again. I got distracted on the way to my closet and now I'm just standing and dripping on the carpet with only a towel protecting my modesty. Which isn't really needed considering you're naked and practically uncovered on my bed. You've moved yourself onto your side now and I can see your curves dappled in morning light. Woah, get me, "dappled in the morning light". Maybe I should start writing you poetry.

I already write you songs, I just feel lines like that are more suited to poetry.

I move to the bed, I don't even care I'm still damp. Although I make sure to check the floor carefully so as not to have a repeat of before. I do try to limit falling face first as much as I can. I feel like doing something tender, that's what is called for at this moment so I gently brush back some of the hair that has fallen in front of your face. You mumble something incoherent as I brush my fingers back across your cheek. I can clearly feel that goofy smile on my face that I get around you.

I love that thing you do.

I love that thing you do.

I love that thing you do.

'Cause I love that thing you do yeah.

" I can feel you perving on me even if I can't see it."

You think you're so funny, I can see your lips twitch as you try to suppress a smile. You are never any good at hiding your emotions. It makes poker far too easy. Liquor in the front, poker in the rear. Couldn't help myself.

"Can you blame me when you flaunt your body shamelessly like that?"

You crack open an eye and glare at me. There is no real feeling behind it though, you're still trying to suppress that smile.

"Because you're the epitome of modesty?"

"You know it babe."

"Shut up."

"Please, tone down the charm there, you'll be in my pants in no time if you keep that up."

"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit."

"Better than having none like you."

"On the ball today I see, fantastic. I love to be woken up by insults, seriously it makes my day."

"I thought 'sarcasm was the lowest form of wit'"

She frowns and glares at me again.

"So's your face."

"Mature Carlin."

"Shut up and give me a kiss."

Like I'm going to disobey an order like that.

Baby, I don't know what to say,

It's like that everyday.

I've never felt this way, yeah.

I just don't know what to do,

If I can't be with you.

Girl you know it's true.

I love that thing you do.

Perfection in kiss form. I can't help the little moan that escapes as she rolls over and pulls flush against her.

"You're naked," She murmurs pulling back from our kiss. "I'm naked too."

"That's fantastic Captain Obvious but let's get back to the kissing"

"Mmmm, I have a better idea, one that involves breakfast…"

"Breakfast?"

"Yeah, I fancy eating out" She waggles her eyebrows and smirks at me. Hand trailing down she pulls off the towel and throws it across the room for me to trip over later.

"You have a dirty mind Carlin."

"You love it." She says as she pulls me back down for a kiss.

She's right.

So help me God, I do.

I love that thing you do.

I love that thing you do.

I love that thing you do.