Hey, this chapter is just a bit of filler for all those people who requested more Spashley. Get another update sorted for you tomorrow - pinky promise!
Finding The Story
Chapter 9
"Hello?" Spencer greeted the person who she was about to kill, on the other end of the phone.
"Hey Spence, I couldn't get through on your cell. Everything ok?" It was just peachy…
"Hey Dad, yeah I'm fine. Phone was on silent because I was in the middle of an interview." Well it started that way…
"Oh hunny I'm so sorry, you know what your mother's like, can't get hold of you first try so chooses to panic instead of calling back later."
Spencer sighed into the phone, her initial frustration melting away at her father's apology. She was getting a lot of them tonight, shame I won't be getting anything else…
"No it's ok honestly; I should stay in touch better. How is everybody anyway?"
The conversation consisted of polite chit-chat and gossip, as she got passed between her family. When the call finally ended, she looked at the clock and realised she'd been talking for nearly an hour, too late to go see Ashley again, pick up where we left off. Instead she settled into bed and tried to work-out why the singer was so reluctant to talk about her secret songs, before she drifted off to sleep.
She awoke the next morning to the sound of knocking on her room door. Not expecting anyone, she threw on a pair of sweatpants and an oversized college hoody, pulling the hood over her bed-hair, she opened the door.
The sight was something she knew she could get used to waking up to. Ashley stood there, wearing an outfit very similar to Spencer's but in her hands she held two steaming take-out cups of Starbucks coffee.
"Morning." .
"Hey, well this was unexpected." Spencer was surprised to say the least, especially after their little almost-encounter the previous night
"Oh, yeah, these are both mine." Ashley deadpanned, but she couldn't keep a straight face for long, as the pout produced by the blonde had her cracking a smile.
"So, shall we drink these in you're doorway?"
"Oh, sorry, sure come on in. I've only just got up, let me just tidy a bit." Spencer hurried to make her bed up and open the curtains.
"Oh don't worry about that, I'm sure I'll be on there in a minute." The brunette's face flushed a violent shade of red, at her poor choice of words.
"Um..I meant, what I mean is…I just meant, with there being nowhere else to sit." The blonde tried to let the moment pass without comment, but it was too easy.
"It's ok, I know all about you Davies, I know your game. Does coffee in the morning normally get you straight into a girls' bed?" Ashley set the coffee down, and decided to be mature about it all, and threw a pillow at Spencer's head.
"Ok, ok, I'm joking! Thank you for this," Spencer motioned to her drink, as she climbed onto the bed and switched on the television with the remote. "What's the occasion?"
"Um, none really. Kyla stupidly asked me if I wanted anything, so I requested coffee!"
"You made Kyla go get these?! Ashley!" Guilt rushed through Spencer at the thought of Kyla running around after her, even though she didn't personally ask her to.
"She was going anyway. It's in her interest, I'm worse before I've had my morning coffee."
"So why did I get one anyway?" Spencer ducked her eyes down, while Ashley stared intently at the cartoon showing on the screen.
"Well, last night, you said maybe we could grab a coffee today, so, here it is, grabbed." The blonde smiled shyly at the singer, touched that she had remembered. She joined her in watching Dora do her Exploring, in a comfortable silence.
Ring Ring…Ring Ring…
Ashley picked Spencer's phone up from the side of the bed and checked the caller I.D. "It's Kyla, bet she's panicking about where I am. I'm meant to be heading to a sound check, oooh, five minutes ago." She chuckled devilishly as Spencer answered the call.
"Hey Kyla."
"Oh my God, please tell you have Ashley!" Her shrill pitch caused Ashley to laugh hysterically.
"Yeah, she's here with me at the moment. Do you want to speak to her?" The singer was doubled up on the bed, clutching her stomach to ease the pain in her muscles.
"No! I want to wring her scrawny neck, for going AWOL when she knows the plan for today!"
"Sorry, I didn't know she was busy this morning."
"No, it's my fault, I should never have trusted her to just 'drop off Spencer's coffee'" Kyla said mimicking Ashley's voice.
"I'll send her on her way now, she won't be long." They both ended the call, as Ashley started to calm down. She looked in Spencer's direction and was faced with a look her mother used to give her – she was in trouble.
"What?! It was funny!"
"Ashley, she's really pissed."
"I know, but it makes me laugh."
"Why didn't you just drop off the coffee and go, like you said you would?" Spencer immediately regretted her choice of words, as Ashley's cheeky grin disappeared, replaced with hurt. "Ashley, I didn't mean it like that."
The brunette scooted off the bed, and hurriedly made her way to the door. "It's ok, I shouldn't have assumed you'd want company this early in the morning."
Spencer reached out for Ashley's wrist, and wrapped her hand around it, stopping the girl in her tracks. "I did, I do. It was the perfect way to wake up."
The trapped girl turned around to face her captor, a smile playing at the edges of her lips. "Oh, well that's, good then."
Both girls could feel their heart rates skyrocketing. Their close proximity causing clammy hands and ragged breaths once more. Ashley plucked up all her courage and turned her head slightly to lean forward and plant a delicate kiss on Spencer's cheek. The blonde's breath hitched slightly, sending shivers through Ashley's body, but both knew this wasn't the way it should be. Not yet.
Ashley reluctantly pulled out of the grasp, and opened the door. "I should go find Kyla before her heads spins out of control and leaves this gravitational field!"
"Yeah, that would be an idea." Spencer smiled warmly, her cheek still burning from where Ashley's lips had been moments before.
"I'll see you at the show tonight?"
"Yeah sure."
"I can't guarantee which version of me will be there though, but I won't mean to be horrible to you." She smiled and hoped it was enough, she hated hurting the reporter, but she couldn't trust that she wouldn't.
"I'm sure I'll cope," Remembering the raunchy dance at the beginning of the concert, Spencer quickly altered plans slightly. "Oh, I um…I might miss the first half, but I'll definitely be there ok?"
"Oh, sure yeah. Well I'll see you later." The two girls parted ways, and both simultaneously thought – Until tonight.
Sorry for the shortness, and lack of action. But a bit of a Spashley moment never hurts right?
Please review :D Another concert chapter next - hopefully will be goooood!
