A/N. Ok, I love you guys so much! You all are the reason that I keep writing this fic...I am normally known for stopping after a few chapters (for lack of ideas). But I have a TON of ideas for this story...so if you keep reviewing, I will keep updating! Ok, so this chapter is a little less filled with cute Splashey moments...It's what we writers call 'a filler'. But hey, it has a moment or two...Enjoy!
Chapter Eight
Ashley groaned as the sunlight streamed through her window. Damn ultraviolet rays, she thought. She was suddenly aware that the left half of her body was unusually numb. She turned her head to the side, but all she saw was a mound of blonde hair. Slowly, she reached over and brushed the hair aside, revealing the face of a sleeping angel. Spencer. Ashley grinned at how cute the younger girl looked, but was soon distracted with the throbbing in her arm as it awakened. She tried to move without waking the blonde, but she was unsuccessful.
"Ash?" Spencer asked, sleep flooding her voice.
"Shh, just making sure I didn't have a stroke last night."
"What?" Spencer asked, trying to follow the brunette's train of thought.
"My left side is kind of, well…" she motioned towards their current positions.
"Sorry," Spence replied, shifting herself off of her friend. It was then that she realized her friend was still lacking certain articles of clothing…like, for example, all of them. "Uh Ash…" Spencer began.
"Ashley!" a voice shouted from the doorway. "I leave you alone and this is my thanks?"
Ashley groaned, sitting up and staring down the intruder, "Mom, this is Spencer, you remember her right?"
"Hi Mrs. Davies," Spencer said sheepishly, trying to draw Ashley's attention to the fact that she was sans clothing.
"Ms. Davies," she corrected, rolling her eyes at her daughter's new play thing. "Ashley, I'm having a party tonight, so I want you out of the house by 2:00."
Ashley groaned, "And where would you like me to go Mom?"
Ms. Davies crossed her arms, "Why doesn't Sarah here have you at her place? If she even has a home. I know how you love to take in girls off of the street."
"It's Spencer Mom, and yes, she has a home. But I don't think…" Ashley began.
"Great!" she said, turning around and leaving the room as quickly as she had entered.
Ashley sighed, turning her attention towards her friend, "Sorry about that. You know how those parental figures like ruining moments," Ashley joked, "I can just call up Aiden at stay at his place. That's the normal routine."
Spencer shook her head and placed her hands over Ashley's, "Not anymore it's not. You are my girlfriend now, there is no way that Aiden gets to see you like this," Spencer said, alluding to the fact that Ashley was still naked.
Ashley looked down at herself, "Just thought that you would enjoy the view."
"Oh I do," Spencer purred, "Very much." She leaned forward and gently kissed the brunette.
Ashley pulled away slightly, "Did you say girlfriend?" She cocked an eyebrow at the ex-cheerleader.
"Yeah, well, if you want to be…" Spencer began, but was quickly interrupted by Ashley's tongue entering her mouth. "Mmm," she murmured into the kiss. "I could definitely get used to this."
"Good, because I plan on kissing you as much as humanly possible."
Spencer grinned at her girlfriend. Wow, it sounded great to her ears. Girlfriend. Ashley Davies was her girlfriend. Spencer Carlin and Ashley Davies. Nothing could ruin the way that Spencer was feeling right now.
Buzz Spencer's cell phone buzzed on the bed stand.
