dttdemon:I love Imagine and You as well, it's a great movie.

Micropuff:Your English is good. It's not my first language either, so no problem. And yeah, longer chapters. Well, I'll try, but this one is really short and I'm sorry for that. I promise the next one will be longer. And Spashley.

Raerly, 2bz2breading: Oh come on, people, it's just a fanfiction. Haven't you seen Loving Annabelle:p Simone was so much older than Ashley and it was okay. I mean, I know it's a little strange, but I have a lot of friends who have older boyfriends/girlfriends. Much older. I think it's not a big deal. And since Spencer isn't really younger than Ashley…I wouldn't write it if she really was only 17.

humorabsurdo:I don't want to torture you, haha. But you have to wait a little :p

suspenceme: Lol, seriously. You want me to skip it:D

Satan-Herself: Well, Madison is full of surprises :D

Spashley89:Thanks. I try :) Well, I guess you won't like this chapter then, but I hope you will like it at least a little.

arieskies: OMG, I'm sorry for killing you. I'm not doing it on purpose, I swear, lol.

Mkay, guys, thanks for ALL your comments, I love every single one. So keep them going and I'll be happy.

I'm sorry that this chapter is so short, but the next one will be longer, I promise. And Spashley. Umm…yeah, Brian is played by Shemar Moore.

Enjoy.

10.

Guess where I am now? Nope, you're wrong this time, I'm not at the Davies'. I'm at Aiden's. Wouldn't you like to know what am I doing here? Well, it's Aiden's birthday party. And Aiden's birthday party means a lot of people drinking, dancing and fooling around. You know, after that thing in the restroom…in the classroom…and finally in the kitchen, I decide to forget about Ashley. Actually, I don't need her at all. I'm fine without her. Really. I just need a drink right now. Even though I already had four. Or five? Whatever.

"Girl, don't you think you had enough already?" I'm trying to focus on the voice that is talking to me and finally spot Madison, sitting on Aiden's couch next to me.

"Nope, I'm fine," I reply and give her a wide smile.

"Are you sure? You already had five drinks."

I glare at her with drunken eyes. "So? I want to have funnn!" I exclaim enthusiastically.

Having fun means finally getting laid. I don't want to wait till Miss Davies finally decides to make the next move. You know, I'm already 25, I don't have much time. If I waited for her, I wouldn't have sex till I'm 40. And I for sure don't want to be the 40-year-old virgin. Not at all.

So I need to find someone tonight. Someone, anyone. A boy, girl, whatever.

"Hey ladiesss." I notice a completely drunk Aiden rushing towards us.

Okay, maybe not anyone.

"Hey, Aid. Happy birthday again," Madison says, smiling at him. Soberly. At least someone is sober tonight.

He slumps down between us and places his strong arms around our shoulders. "Pshhh, don't tell me about it, I'm olddd!" he squeals.

"You're not. 27 isn't that old."

She frowns at her. "Are you fucking kidding me? I feel like an old man, dude." He turns to me and drunkenly smiles, "So, Spencer, are you enjoying the party?"

I give him the same smile. "Yep."

"Cool." He notices someone waving at him. "Okay, ladies, I gotta go. If you need something, anything," he smirks seductively at us, "just let me know." With those words, he leaves us.

I glance around, trying to find my brother somewhere, but when I can't find him, I frown and stop trying. I mean, I don't need him, right? I'm at Aiden's party, and I can have fun. Right?

God, I need a boy. Or a girl. Whateverrrr.

In a moment, I spot a hot boy walking towards me, giving me this sexy look. At least he tries to be sexy. "Hey, girls," he greets us, smiling at us.

"Heyyy," I greet him back, giving him my best sexy smile. Or, at least I try to be sexy.

"I'm Brian. Wanna dance?" he asks and holds out his big, manly hand. I glance at Madison, who immediately shakes her head, letting me know she's not interested.

Well, if she's not interested, I for sure am. I mean, look at him. If you can define the word "sexy", it's definitely connected with him. You can just look at his muscular body behind that weird yellow sweater, or at his dark manly face behind his stubble. I swear, if I weren't gay, I would totally like him. But tonight he's enough, even though he's a boy. Tonight I'm drunk and I want to have sex. And I don't care who it's with.

I give him a seductive smile, grab his hand and let him lead me to the dance floor. Or to the middle of Aiden's living room. Whatever. He doesn't wait for anything as he immediately pulls me into his arms and we start to moving in the rhythm of music. My favorite song by OneRepublic, Apologize, is playing. I really hate how everybody says it's by Timbaland. Because, seriously, all he does in that song is this strange "ee". That song is by OneRepublic and I totally love it.

Our bodies are slowly dancing so close to each other that I can hardly breathe, but I still can smell his manly scent. And he really smells good. Not as good as Ashley does, 'cause really, nobody smells as good as she does. Fuck, I'm thinking about her again. Stop it, Spencer! Stop thinking about someone you just can't have! It's not healthy.

Suddenly, I feel him move one of his legs between mine. Wait, what is he doing? But it feels good. Really good. Oh God, incredibly good. I lift up my head to look at him and I see his head slowly lean down. I instinctively close my eyes, expecting his lips on mine, when a shocked voice interrupts us.

"Spencer!"