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story.

However...you won't get to know what happens to Spencer quite yet. Sorry!

Spashley1381- how about I compromise with you on that?

Flashback

Spencer's POV

It's a few days before Thanksgiving and I'm back in Ohio visiting my grandparents. Ashley and I have been texting all day, just joking around. My phone vibrates and I look down, smiling when I see that it's another text from her.

"So...my mom asked about us again." Ashley's mom has been getting really annoying by asking Ash every other day if we're dating.

"What did you say?"

"I said no of course." My heart kind of sank at that but I expected that answer. It's the same thing we've been telling everyone who has been asking about us.

"And what did she say?"

"She said that it would be okay if we were together or at the very least if we kissed."

"Oh." I don't really know what else to say to that."

"Oh?"

"I don't know. We just keep getting all this pressure and attention from everyone about this." I'm trying very hard to keep my cool and play my cards right.

"Well, maybe we should just try it..."

"Try what, Ash?"

"Kissing...But I understand completely if you don't want to. I was just suggesting it. I guess it wouldn't hurt to try it. I don't know." I can't help but smile. She's cute when she rambles on. And the fact that she suggested we should try kissing just made my night.

"Maybe we should try it...if we both don't like it, then that will be the end of it. If we like it, then we'll take it from there."

"I agree. And if one of us likes it and the other doesn't, then we just have to be understanding that all we are is friends."

"I agree" I'm so happy right now. I'm finally going to be able to kiss her. I can't stop smiling.

Two days later

"Spencer, your dad and I are leaving. We'll be back later tonight!"

"Okay mom!" I respond.

My heart is beating hard. Ashley and I will be home alone together and we both know that this is our chance to kiss. I walk into the living room where Ashley is sitting on the couch watching TV. I sit down next to her and she instinctively move closer to me. We look into each other's eyes, waiting to see if the other one will back out. Slowly moving our lips closer to each other, Ashley lays her hand on my leg. My breathing becomes shallow.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, our lips meet. If I died right now, I would die happy. Ashley's lips are so soft and gentle yet firm at the same time. She lays me down and presses her body against mine. I wrap my arms around her and she kisses me more passionately. I have to pull away to get some air. Me being so nervous, I couldn't breathe very well. Ashley sits up a little and looks worried.

"You didn't like it." She's biting her bottom lip and I can't help but smile. I take her hand and press it against my chest, right over my heart.

"I loved it. I'm just so nervous." She smiles and lightly presses her lips against mine.

"Did you like it?" I ask her tentatively.

"I loved it" I pull her close to me and we start kissing again. We lay together all night, watching TV and kissing every few seconds. This, for sure, has been the best night of my life.

Three months later

Ashley has been sending me weird texts all day. Last weekend, she went up to Northern California with some friends of hers and I have the feeling something happened.

Finally, I ask her if she cheated on me. She hesitantly replied and said yes. She hooked up with one of her guy friends, Ross. The moment I heard that, numbness spread throughout my body. My vision blurred with anger and I started shaking. She called me several times but I ignored her calls. After the seventh call from her, I sent a simple text.

"I hope he was worth it, Ashley. Fuck off." Not only did she cheat on me, but it was on our third month anniversary. Yeah, that sounds pathetic, but she was the one who always made a big deal out of it.

She sent text after text saying how sorry she was but I just couldn't respond. I was too hurt and too angry. How could this happen? After two hours of trying to get a hold of me, I finally answer out of impatience.

"What the hell do you want Ashley?"

"I'm so sorry Spencer. I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen. I got drunk and things got carried away."

"GETTING DRUNK ISN'T A FUCKING EXCUSE!" I can't help but yell. I'm so angry with her.

"Spencer..." She starts crying. Good, I think to myself. I could care less that she's upset.

"I'm sorry. I fucked up. Please give me one more chance."

This goes on for an hour. She keeps saying how she's sorry and how she loves me. But I can't trust her. After begging me and begging me to give her another chance, I reluctantly agree. As much as I want to hate her and as much as I hurt, I still love her. And it sucks.

"I promise I will make this up to you Spencer. Thank you for giving me another chance. I love you."

Okay, I know some of you may be pissed that this was "Ashley induced", but I do promise that Spencer does play a part in their break up, and you'll find out how very soon.