About five minutes passed of me whispering her name with no response. I was about ready to give up when I heard the raspy voice of Spencer whisper my name back to me.

"Ashley, is that you?" I really hoped it hadn't gone past midnight.

"Spence, I'm at your window let me in." I briefly looked around me at the dark and quiet street, hoping no one saw me and thought I was a burglar.

A small light in her room turned on and then the window slowly opened with a confused looking Spencer in her robe staring at me from the other side. I scrambled over and found myself stood in Spencer's bedroom.

"Not that I don't like being woken up by someone trying to get into my room through my window Ash, but why are you here?" Her voice still had that raspy tone to it and it tugged on the strings of my heart whenever she spoke.

I walked us both over to her bed and sat us down. "Happy Birthday Spence" I said as I handed her the silver box.

She still looked confused but took the box regardless. Pulling off the silver wrapping paper and lifting the lid of the box she stared at its contents not saying a word.

Her eyes welled up, and I could tell she was fighting back tears. I just wasn't sure if they were tears of joy, pain, sadness or what.

"If you don't like it I can take it back" I rushed out as I panicked.

"Ash, I love it" she said as her fingers traced the small silver love heart necklace. I remembered her mentioning she didn't like wearing gold jewellery so I bought silver instead.

I smiled at her appreciation of such a small gift. "Here let me put it on you" I said as I took the necklace from its box and manoeuvred myself behind her body to do so.

She swept her hair to the side allowing me room to work the small catch onto her. "There ya go" and I positioned her in front of her mirror so she could see the necklace with me stood behind her still.

Spencer was mostly silent, not looking at me but at the little necklace that she was wearing. Her fingers were tracing the outline of the heart like she did when she first opened it. She always did have a fascination for touching things.

Her eyes finally met mine in the mirror and she turned around and hugged me tightly. I was completely powerless to do the same.

As she pulled back slightly she branded me with a kiss on my left cheek. My brain had to work overtime to stop my eyes from closing and the feel of her lips there.

"Wh-what was that for?" I said as my eyes searched hers.

"You just made my entire day" and the moment she said it I could've cried from such joy.

Her eyes fixated on the clock with a look of disappointment. "What's wrong?"

She bit her lip as she looked at me, contemplating on whether to really say what was bothering her or not. "Nothing, it's just that well, its 11:53, and well, my birthday will be over in 7 minutes which means that this won't last."

I wasn't too sure what wasn't going to last, but I did what I felt I should do at that moment. I slipped off my Converse and sweatpants and climbed into her bed. I then peered over at Spencer hoping she'd understand my actions. She did.

She then removed her robe and made her way over to the bed as well. I had to avert my gaze from staring at her cute yellow boy shorts and matching wife beater. God, she looked beautiful.

Her body slid in next to mine and I immediately felt my temperature begin to rise. Spencer rolled onto her right side; I then took the initiative and rolled onto my left to make sure we were facing each other.

"Thank you Ash" it was whispered but I heard every word loud and clear.

"Hey beautiful" I said as I stroked her cheek and brushed some hair out of her face, "it was only a necklace."

She let out a small sigh. "I know and it's beautiful. But I mean thank you for just being here with me" a small smile graced her features.

I smiled in return; it was like a chain reaction whenever I was with Spencer. "Anytime Spence." If I was brave enough I would've kissed her then. It was a perfect moment to just lean in slightly and brush my lips against hers. But I was a coward. And I took the coward's way out.

My eyes briefly wandered down to her lips and hovered there for a split second. I gulped and moved my head back slightly. I didn't need to torture myself tonight.

I shut my eyes temporarily to try and focus less of my attention on her. And it worked. I thought of Kyla, Christine, men in general, the feel of Spencer's hand snaking around my neck, the velvet sound of her voice as she whispered my name, and the touch of her soft lips against mine.

It became all too real for me that I opened my eyes and saw Spencer's were closed. And then I realised, she was actually kissing me! And I was actually kissing her back!

Her lips felt amazing I couldn't describe it. Oh God it was like heaven. Her tongue and mine were making brandings of their own inside each other's mouths. It was so good I moaned into the passionate kiss. Unfortunately that seemed to give Spencer back her awareness of what she had just initiated.

My eyes flew open at the loss of contact and I was met with her piercing blue ones staring intently at me.

"I'm sorry" the words came from my mouth before I knew I had said them.

Spencer shook her head at me. "Ash don't be sorry. I was the one who started it, and for the record I'm sorry."

"Don't be" I said back with a slight smile. I wasn't sure what to do, so I just sat completely still waiting for her to make the next move.

It was only seconds before she did, and she turned away from me curling herself more under the duvet. I inwardly cursed at myself for not making the next move before she did.

Spencer's hand then found mine and pulled it towards her, wrapping it around her waist. I moved my body so that it was pressed against her back so that we were spooning again.

"Spence?" I said once we were both settled.

"Hmm"

"Happy Birthday" and I gave her one last lingering kiss on her cheek. I felt her smile beneath my lips and I soon fell asleep with Spencer in my arms, never feeling so satiated in all my life.