AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yeah so this whole SoN cancellation sucks. All of you reading, go to and do whatever you can to save Spashley. Life sucks right now. Hence the delay, I'll try to get them up as soon as I can but right now its kinda tough for me so just be patient you guys. Um….the song from the last chapter was "Three wishes" by the Pierces so yeah, look it up…it's a good song. I'm pretty sure this chapter should clear things up between Spencer and Lauren. Enjoy. And Please review, I need some cheering up.

Ashley's P.O.V.

"All I can taste is Champagne, when it hits the brain like cocaine. It's spinning around and round. I can't get up without your help. I've fallen down."

Spencer scrambled for her bag, shoving her hand inside and pulling out her phone.

Ashley watched in silent terror as the blonde answered the phone, not knowing what was to happen after the phone call ended.

Oh god, she's going to tell me she hates me. That she doesn't remember.

"Hey Lauren. Yeah I'm almost done over here. 7:30 sounds great. It gives me enough time to go home and get ready. You have the address right? Okay, well then I'll see you later on tonight. Um…yeah, me too. Bye."

Ashley didn't know what to make of the phone call, or at least what she could hear of it. But before she knew it Spencer was seated by her again tucking the phone into her bag.

"Sorry, that was my, uh…that was my gir- my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Ashley managed to choke out.

No, no she can't have a girlfriend. Please say you're kidding, Blue Eyes. My heart can't take that. You're supposed to remember me too.

"Yeah, she wants to take me out to dinner so I should probably be going home now."

You're supposed to tell her no. You're supposed to love me, not her. Spencer, please.

"Oh, I'm heading home now, too so I'll just give you a ride home."

Now my mouth decides to quit saying what it wants to? Great. That's just peachy.

Spencer stood up with Ashley following suit, not entirely in control of her body. Mutely, the brunette followed the younger girl until the blonde quickly spun on her heel, facing the confused brunette once again.

"What did you say?"

"What?"

"You…you said something right before the phone rang, but I didn't catch it. What was it?"

What is that sound? You hear it? Oh wait, I know what it is. That's my heart shattering.

"Nothing. It wasn't important anyway. Let's go home."

Spencer's P.O.V.

Oh fuck, she said it. Play it cool, Spence, keep acting like you didn't hear it. Plus, she didn't repeat herself when you asked her. But that doesn't matter. Yes it does, it means that she wasn't talking about that night. Whatever, it was because the 'girlfriend' was brought up. So I should keep Lauren a secret. No, but tell Ashley you remember. But that she doesn't remember me. UGH! Stop arguing with me. Go away.

………

Aw, who am I kidding? She remembers.

No shit, Sherlock.

Spencer was fighting continuously over what she had done and remained mute throughout the entire ride home. Ashley, seemingly lost in thought, made no attempts either to break the silence until they had parked in the driveway.

"Spencer. We're home. You need to get out of the car so I can lock it."

Ouch.

"Sorry."

Ashley walked inside and by the time Spencer had reached the front door, the brunette had already disappeared inside her room. Sighing, the young blonde slipped silently into her own bedroom, to prepare for the date that was looming closer. After quickly setting her hair and slipping into more date-appropriate wear, Spencer walked out of her room to wait in the living room. Taking only a few steps out her door, the blonde noticed Ashley, complete in barely-there club attire, grabbing her keys.

"You're leaving?"

"Yeah, going to the club." Ashley's reply was quick and harsh causing Spencer to ache inside for what she was putting the other girl through.

"But aren't you going to stay long enough to meet Lauren?"

"Nope. Maybe next time."

"Yeah, maybe." Spencer said softly.

Without wasting another minute, Ashley quickly strode to the door and opened it, finding a very surprised looking blonde on the other side.

"Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Lauren."

Ashley stared at the hand for a brief second before pushing her way past the soft-spoken blonde, mumbling something about bitches and the need to get drunk.

Lauren, looking very confused, turned towards Spencer, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, no. She's just not in a very good mood right now, come on in, Lauren. Let me show you the place," Spencer was quick to reassure the older blonde.

The two toured the apartment with linked arms, going inside the rooms, before hesitating outside the door of a certain feisty brunette. Spencer looked at the door with a vary expression, which Lauren picked up on.

"Let's skip this room. I'd rather not die in case she comes back. Care to show me your room instead?"

Spencer smiled at the comment, and how easily the blonde picked up on her change in moods as well as knowing just what to say to make her smile.

Walking into her room, Spencer was assaulted by a pair of lips and kissed back half-heartedly. Spencer tried several times to get into the kiss but soon gave up after her efforts went in vain.

The younger blonde pushed gently and gazed into concerned green eyes.

"Is something wrong, Spence?

"I'm just not feeling too well. I think it's because I haven't eaten. Do you mind if we just go ahead to dinner now?"

"No, of course, I don't mind. I managed to get some reservations at a great place downtown. I've been there once before, you're going to love it!"

Spencer smiled at the girl, but inside she was guilt ridden over how easily the lies were spewing out of her mouth. The ride to the restaurant was comfortable silent and Spencer felt herself begin to relax once again. Reaching their destination, a valet worker opened Spencer's door while another opened the other blonde's door before driving her car towards parking. Lauren slipped her hand inside Spencer's and the two made their way inside the fancy restaurant.

The waiters were very attentive and the two blonde's received their food in a very short time. Taking a bite of her Linguini, Spencer moaned slightly causing Lauren to giggle at the younger girl's reaction.

"Baby, here, try some of my Chicken Marsala!"

Spence leaned over taking a bite from Lauren's plate and moaned again.

"Lauren, this place is amazing!"

"I knew you'd like it. Remember how back in Ohio, your dad would make a fancy meal every once a week?"

"Back when we were still neighbors?"

"Uh-huh. There's a dish here that I tried last time I was here that tasted just like your favorite dish."

"Oh! What was it called?"

"I can't remember for the life of me. It's some French dish I guess, but your dad always used to just call it-"

"Fam Bam!"

Both girls began giggling furiously and only stopped when they started attracting looks from the surrounding people.

Lauren sighed, her eyes taking on a distant, yet content, look.

"Spence, you remember our first kiss?"

"How could I forget? I was 11 right?"

"Yup, and I was 14. It wasn't supposed to happen, I was just going to ask you a question you turned to look at me at the same time and it just happened. I was so scared that you would hate me. Remember? I avoided you for two weeks after that?"

"Yeah I remember, but Lauren, I could never hate you. You should know that by now. I loved you then just like I love you now. You were always there for me."

Liar.

"Best friend and lover."

"I still remember when asked me to be your girlfriend. It was your senior year and you didn't want me to forget you so you took me out to the lake and you were so nervous!"

Eh, okay. Well that's the truth, I guess.

"Well, you would be too if you were about to ask the most beautiful girl you knew to be your girlfriend!"

Ha! If you only knew how I am around Ashley. But I can't give up Lauren…

"I was nervous too, Lauren. You were this smart, sexy, senior and you liked me. I figured there was something up with that."

can I?

"There never was, you should know that by now babe."

Yeah, no. Don't think that's going to happen so easily.

"Spencer, I don't think you ever fully realized how much you mean to me. After everything you've done for me, I don't think I could find any way at all give you all back all the love that you've given me. But I can try, Spence. I can and I just want you to be happy. With everything that goes on in my life, you're my constant. My one good thing. I want you to know that I'll never let you go without a fight. I love you Spencer."

Lauren. Please. Stop. I-

"I love you too."

No. Don't say that. You're such a bitch. A stupid, lying, COWARDLY bitch. Is insulting myself really going to make anything better?

"I know, Spence. I know."

Forcing a smile, Spencer looked up to meet the caring gaze of the older blonde sitting beside her, and cursed herself for the lie she was about to spew out.

"I'm not feeling too good. I think maybe I ate too much?"

Okay fine, go ahead and LIE to the girl who is doing everything she can to make me happy. I am such an evil person.

"Really? You don't look so good either hun. We should go then before you get any worse."

Spencer nodded and watched the other girl rush off to pay the bill and retrieve Spencer's coat. Coming back quickly, Lauren rushed Spencer out of the restaurant gently, and into the awaiting car.

"Do you want to go back to my place for tonight, Spencer? I promise, I'll take good care of you."

"I'm so sorry, Lauren. But I think I should go back home. It's closer and I have to be at the studio early tomorrow morning."

"Aaah yes! With Brownie, the world's most feisty brunette."

"Lauren, don't call her that."

"She's not nice to me, Spence. I didn't even do anything to her but you know you're right, I haven't known her for too long so I'll wait till I make my judgment. So let's get you home now okay?"

The ride back was quick, and Spencer walked slowly up the stairs with Lauren holding gently on to her hand.

"Take care, Spence, call me if you need anything." With a feather light kiss on the younger blonde's forehead, Lauren left Spencer to her own, oblivious to the younger blonde's heartache.

Ashley's P.O.V.

Right foot. Left foot. Stumble. Trip. Catch my balance. GOAL! Door? What am I supposed to do with a do- oh yeah right. Which key was it? Tiny means mail. Car. Car. Car. This one! No wait, that's a bottle opener. Oh haha. It's the one with a house on it. I knew drawing that on there would come in handy later! Go Davies, go Davies.

Taking a step into the house Ashley froze, suddenly realizing that the blonde was most probably home. Wanting to avoid the younger girl at all costs, Ashley tiptoed around the living room, sidestepping all the empty alcohol containers.

Stupid blonde. I tell her I remember her and she goes and starts talking to her girlfriend. Fine! Be that way, because whatever she thinks is going to happen now is not gonna happen anymore! No siree! Almost to the room, what is that sound!?! Great job Davies! You drank so much that now you're hearing music! Where the hell did all this shit come from? I didn't even know we owned this much alcohol!! Ha! My room! And I so made it without seeing-

"Spencer?"

The blonde was sitting facing the piano, her fingers dancing across the keys, playing music that sobered the brunette in a heartbeat.

No.

Way.

The music seeped into Ashley's mind, terrifying and exciting the brunette, causing her to walk closer towards the blonde. Ashley reached out a hand and touched the girl gently on her shoulder. The music ceased immediately but Spencer made no effort to turn towards Ashley.

"That song. Spencer, how do you know that song? It was only performed once-"

"-two years ago. At a talent show in L.A. by an artist who was undiscovered at the time," The blonde spoke with her back still towards the older girl.

"How do you know-"

Spencer stood up, turning slowly towards Ashley, as she spoke, "I know because I memorized that song after the first time I heard it."

Stepping closer to the brunette, Spencer raised her eyes to meet the other girl's, "I know because I could never forget the moment my life changed."

Putting her hands around her neck, the younger girl spoke again, "I know because I was there."

No.

Way.

Leaning towards the shocked brunette, both eyes fluttering closed, Spencer's next words coming out softly and mixing their intoxicated breaths together, "I know because-"

Lips collided gently, meeting each others softly, imprinting a memory in each of their minds, "-I remember too.

No other words were said, as lips met again, with more urgency behind the action this time, as each girl poured everything inside themselves into a single moment.

A single memory.

Ashley pushed her fingers in the blonde locks and brought the younger girl closer towards her before pulling away slightly and entwining their fingers together. Gently tugging on the blonde's hand, she made her way towards her bed, Ashley pulled the girl down with her and wrapped her in her arms. Kissing her softly on the forehead, Ashley closed her eyes and patiently waited for Spencer's reaction.

After a few minutes, Spencer's stiff body began to relax and the young blonde snuggled in Ashley's side, wrapping her own arms around the brunette's waist.

Yes.

Fucking.

Way.