A/N I actually got this done way faster then I thought...Yay me! I want to thank those who wished me a Happy Birthday and yes, it was lovely. To all my loyal reviewers thank you for sticking around, you are the reason I continue to post. I want to welcome all my new reviewers and follower I get so happy to see you all join the party. Shout out to my beta you keep me on my toes and I thank you. Song lyrics are in bold.
How I Met Her Mother
Hanging by a Moment
*Spencer*
"Really Spence?"
"It's not like I said I'll go back with her." I try to reason.
"It's not like you said you wouldn't either." She retorts.
I sigh and lean back against the counter. "Ashley can we cross that bridge when we get there?" I plead.
"Look around Spence, we're already there. She's a thief."
"What?" I whisper as I narrow my eyes.
"She stole my rice cream then my French toast…"
"Again with the French toast?" I question widen my arms.
"Yes again with the French toast. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day and she took that from me. She rubs her tired eyes. "Anyway, I think I need to draw the line when she tries to come in here and steal you."
"She's not stealing me I'm not going anywhere."
"Really Spence? Because it seems like your mother has a hold on you that you're not even trying to escape." She shakes her head before turning around to walk away.
"Where are you going?" I whisper loudly.
She turns around to face me "I am going to my room before mother dearest wakes up and notices you're missing. Don't want her to catch you with your roommate." She does air quotes. "At two in the morning who happens to be walking around in a tank with no bra, a thong, and worse of all…" She gasps holding her chest. "fuzzy slippers." She lifts the house shoe and I try to stifle a laugh. She starts to walk away again before turning around in mid step
"Besides don't want her to get the dyke I mean wrong idea." She smirks sarcastically.
I hate the fact that she's leaving but love the sight in front of me. I lean back smacking my palm against my forehead.
"Spence" she calls to me softly and I face her for her to continue. "What does she mean by going home anyway? I thought home is where the heart is and I thought your heart was here...with me" She chokes out the last part as she fights back tears,
I hate myself for not getting out the words that are caught in my throat as she walks away.
I lean my head back and let out a heavy sigh.
"Everything ok between you and Ashley?" I look up to see my mother in her new Victoria Secret PJs. Thank goodness its pants and a tank and not that too sexy for my eyes stuff from earlier.
"Everything is fine." I give a mock smile.
"You sure?" She looks at me with worried eyes.
"Absolutely." I swing my arms before holding one in places with my hand.
"Ok, I hope she isn't mad about me stealing her roommate from her."
"About that…" I chew on my bottom lip.
"Yes?" she leans on the opposite side of the counter that I am leaning on.
"Never mind, let's talk about it later. Tomorrow's a new day and there are new things to show you."
"Okay." She smiles before leading the way back to me and Ashley's room. The room Ash is not in. I sigh at the thought
I might not have to tell her I want to stay, if I show her the great things LA have to offer. At least I hope that's the case.
*Ashley*
"This weather is so crazy, one minute it's freezing then the next it's blazing." The older blonde says looking through her suit case for something to wear.
"That's Cali for you." I say putting on my oversized cheetah sun glasses with oversize blood orange beach hat.
I adjust my Versace maroon shorts as I admire my sleeves, Bebe cheetah print cleavage reveling tank with the back out and sides sliced. I know Spence is as sexually frustrated as I am, so I started making her suffer last night and driving it home today. I put on my last bit of Mac blood red lip stick before making sure my curls are perfect at the tips. I slide in my lime green Jimmy Choos wedge with sky blue, dark purple, and hot pink strap at the ankle.
"These are lovely, what are they?" Mother dearest questions.
"Their called birds of paradise... my favorite." Spence smiles adoringly at the bouquet after answering her mother.
"Spence you always had an exotic taste." The babe and I exchange a look at the comment.
"Hopelessly Devoted." The nosey blonde reads the card on the flowers. "Who's hopelessly devoted to you?"
The younger blonde just shakes her head and goes to the bathroom to get dressed.
After an hour or so both blondes finally decide on a simple white tank, blue jeans and red flip flops with their hair is in a high lose pony tail. We pack in the car on our way to the Third Street Promenade.
"Spence you can tell me if you're in love, it's a beautiful thing really." Mother dearest tries to assure her daughter sitting next to her in the back seat while I'm up here driving the Daisy twins. I shake my head.
"Love is a chemical in the brain that is equivalent to insanity." I look in the rear view mirror at her comment in disbelief.
"Oh my soon to be psychologist." Her mother pinches her cheeks and smiles brightly.
"I am a certified psychologist since June thank you very much." She retorts.
Wow, she can defend her title but not our relationship?
I take out all my frustration on shopping at Betsey Johnson, Banana Republic, American Engle, Lucky Brand. Two hours of shopping and not even half way through the beautiful outside mall with trees between each store. In the middle of the plaza their large dinosaur water fountain covered in leaves squirts water from the mouth. At night ever thing is lit up with white Christmas lights all year round.
"Is this all you do in LA, shop and then shop?"
"Of course not, we party and eat also." I smirk and she laughs. "Truthfully I spend so much time working throughout the year I don't have much time to myself let alone to shop, so I try to stock up between Christmas and New Years. She nods.
"Speaking of eating." Spence bounces happily before tilting her head then pouting.
I look at my watch. "It's twelve already? I guess a quick break wouldn't hurt."
We walk inside Hooters and although I thought it would be funny to see Paula uncomfortable surprisingly she's not. I would have done a better job making her uncomfortable at the beach because the girls there wear less than the Hooters girls. I don't know what I was thinking.
The tables have definitely turned with me being the one uncomfortable since half of the employees are my ex girlfriend granted I didn't know this little detail. It seems most of them started working here way after we broke up. Once we order I try to avoid the winks and kisses that are blown in my direction. I try to smirk at Spence when her mother's not looking to try to soften her death glare.
"I'll be right back." Paula smiles before exiting.
"Babe?" I say in my best pouty voice.
"Ashley don't." She holds her hand up to me.
"You ladies need any more help." The curvy honey blonde asks while rubbing my shoulder.
"No, thank you." I move her hand off my shoulder.
"See that right there." She points at the waitress retreating figure and huffs in her seat.
"Spence you know I have exes."
"More like the whole alphabet "She rolls her eyes
"Clever." I give her my signature smirk and to my dismay…nothing. "This never bothered you before, so why now?"
"It's just that my mother's here."
I shake my head."Seriously Spence? It seems like it bothers you now because you feel threatened and the only reason a girl would feel threatened in her relationship is when she's not doing something right." I raise my brow at her and she tightens her lips.
"Oh my, that bathroom is scary." Paula takes a seat back in her chair. "I had to go down three flights of stairs that took me to a long dimmed walkway that lead me inside an even dimmer rest room. The restroom had a door in the corner that was chained with a rusty chain. It looks like they were hiding something back there." Me in Spence giggle at the dramatic description.
In a matter of minutes complementary wings from my exes and a few customers are brought to the table and with that the smile from Spence's face is replaced with anger.
"Spence you really didn't give me an answer last night about moving back home." The older blonde is facing her mini me with a hand on Spence's arm. Spence and I have quickly trade expressions as she looks apologetic and I upset.
"I know you originally came out here to find yourself." I huff, puff, lift up, and slam back into my chair cutting the blonde off. "Is there something wrong Ashley?" her full attention is now on me.
9 Years Earlier
I hold my knees up to my chest as another single tear rolls down my cheek to my chin before dripping onto my hands. I have been sitting in this common room for three days now.
"You have to get up and fight." The older milk chocolate woman says. "You've been sitting here letting who ever have dibs on your room." She takes a seat next to me.
I look at her with my mouth agape as a few tears drip inside. I close my eyes and cry a deep cry from my chest exhaling trying to catch my breath. I look away from her and stare at the food area that I stood in for the last eight months. Ironically Thanksgiving was right around the corner and I had nothing to be thankful for.
I turn back to face the lady. "The night it happened I ask her why she chose to live here. When she had a house of her own? You know what she told me?"
The woman places her hand on my knee encouraging me to continue. "She said she would be alone in that house and in life there's only two things you need to accomplish for it to be successful."
I look back at the food area. "What's that?" the woman asks intrigued.
I look back at her "To not live or die alone." I sniffle. " I was there when she passed. She went from laughing and joking with me to not moving, speaking, or breathing the next morning. I didn't let her die alone but she left me to live alone."
She grabs my hand and places it between both of hers and warms it. "You are not alone child and this." She turns over my hand revealing the cuts on my wrist. "This needs to stop."
"I spent seventeen years trying to find myself and all I find is heartache. I'm tired of looking."
"Bullshit!" I look at the women wide eyed and mouth open more than before. "You heard me I said Bulll shhhhit" she stretches the word releasing my hands.
"Excuse me." I say above a whisper.
"Life is not about finding yourself because you are not lost. The lost thing to do is go around looking for something that's in front of you. Life is about creating yourself by decisions, passion, and experience. Barbara didn't leave you to live alone she left you with her memory."
I go to open my mouth but nothing comes out.
"You're sitting here waving your depression in front of everyone's face like you're the only one who lost something special to them. Everybody in here has lost something or someone special to them. Look around child this is the end of the road for most, but the reason they're still alive and breathing is because they haven't lost themselves. It's ok to get down but don't stay there." She scoots even closer to me and kneels down to make eye contact with me. "And if you choose to stay there at least be there in private."
End of Flashback
"It's just the saying finding yourself as if you're lost. You can't be lost when you are here moving, breathing, and living. We don't have to find ourselves we have to create ourselves because we are unfinished works of art until the day we leave this earth." I suck my teeth.
"Well I guess we'll agree to disagree." She gives a small smile before digging into her wings.
Once the third plate of complementary wings came and still no words were spoken I suggested some more shopping. We make Lush be our last stop of the day, Spence's favorite. I remember taking her here for the first time and her telling me how all the scents made her feel alive because growing up her mother didn't allow any in the house. Paula felt the only scents that were meant to be smell were natural scents from God and never touched by human hands.
It was interesting to watch Paula and Spence smell these scents together and maybe if she could change her mind on this she could change her mind on other things. Maybe they could laugh and bond over us one day.
I take majority of the bags as we walk towards the front of the Promenade to exit to the parking lot across the street. We're only a few feet from the store before Paula starts talking again.
"Spence you never told me who is hopelessly devoted to you?" I can hear the smile in the older blonde's voice."
"Because it's no one… serious." I lose my footing.
I feel Spence's hand's on my arm helping me keep my balance and I yank it away. I look into her sad eyes with my teary ones.
"Do you want help with the bags?" she asks in a small voice not even looking at me but down at her flip flops.
"No, I don't want you to reach to close and our hands accidently touch causing your mother to think the unthinkable?"
She shallows hard and slowly brings her eyes to mine. "Which is?"
I scoff "Don't even act like you don't know. We wouldn't want mother dearest to think that we're together and that… it's serious." I spat at her through granted teeth. She stares at me with tears in her eyes placing a hand on my arm and I quickly yank it away.
"You two have to come watch this amazing singer I've just seen over there." The older blonde points in the direction behind her before bending over to catch her breath from running, I didn't even realize she left.
I walk past a hurt Spencer to see a beautiful woman who's a shade lighter than me, darker brown eyes, and a smile that is almost as beautiful as Spence's, when I'm not mad at her, with dread locks down to her feet. Behind her are two man one on an acoustic gutter, another on a bongo drum with locks as long as hers.
"Hello ever one my name is Nia Kate and I want to thank you all for letting me share my art with you." She steps back and I watch every move she makes.
I watch her gentle fingers strum the strings of her guitar as she stands closer to the mic. I watch the green and orange scarf wrap around her hairline like a headband as the ends tangle with the mic cord as it lies on her layered maroon skirt. The bottom of her skirt covers her chocolate brown sandals that only peak through when she side steps.
I let you take me over I couldn't help myself just had that thing about you played me like no one else.
I stop admiring her clothes to admire her heavenly voice.
I've never felt so stupid.
I start to listen closely to the words as they begin to speak to me.
I've never been so stuck.
I'm tired of being your fool tangled in yo yo love.
I look over to Spence who's looking down guiltily. Is she so vain to think this song is about her?
I should of notice the signs when you cross the lines.
You hurt me one too many times.
Gave you my heart but you threw to far.
Look at me now spinning around I had enough of yo yo love
I listen to every word and nod my head in agreement as a tear rolls down my cheek that I wipe away quickly. When the song is over I go over to purchase one of her CDs.
We decide to stop at Johnnies NY Pizza before leaving. I order the NY White Pie, garlic white sauce, mozzarella, and Sautee Spinach. Spence orders the basil, tomato and garlic pizza, and Plan Jane Paula orders the classic pepperoni.
"I still don't understand why you didn't lock that kid up after causing you so much stress and pain" The older blonde puts pepper on her side salad.
If I acted on every action when it came to those who cause me stress and pain you wouldn't be here right now.
"It's kind of Poet's code to see the good in people even when they pis- peeve you" I catch my tongue. "Besides I've seen a lot of thieves and he didn't seem like one."
The older blonde nods before taking a bite of her pizza "Is that what you do for a living?" She questions while swallowing the food in her mouth.
"Excuse me?"
"You said poet's code so are you a poet?"
"I am indeed a poet who's written a few poetry books as well as performed in a number of countries. Poetry is my passion not my career." I clarify.
"I own a café that's for les-" I look over at Spence who's pleading with me with sad eyes and even though I am upset with her I am still loyal to her and her wishes. That's the problem with us Aries we will do anything for the ones we love even if they won't return the gesture." I position myself in my chair. "It's a café for ladies of all ethnicities, size, and ages to come and unwind. Before I met Spence we sold healing teas and herb waters. Now we added bottle water, a deli, a hookah lounge, and it turns into a club and bar at night.
"How did you buy the café?"
I snap my head back a bit taken aback by the question. This woman has no shame of the questions she's ask. Next thing I know she'll want to know my social security number.
"It's just when we first spoke of your mother you said she never let you see a dime of your money." Paula tries to seem more curious than nosey. I'm not buying it.
8 years earlier
It's funny how life can change in the blink of an eye. I went from walking into stores grabbing clothes off the rack and having them rung up without once looking at the prices to stealing from them. I got away with taking items that cost $10,000 and more for a year without getting caught. Once Barbara died I started making myself feel better the only way I know how… with materials.
"I watch her full pink lips. "Hello!" she half way shouts taking me out my thoughts.
I smirk playing it cool "Yes?"
Her tanned hand and French manicured hand slams down my file. "It be wise to wipe that smile off your face." She leans over the chair revealing her cleavage under her button up blouse. She comes inches from my face. "You are in a world of trouble."
Is it bad that I just got really turned on? I bite my lip imaging her spanking me.
She walks around the table swaying her hips; she stops next to my chair before turning it to face her and steps her toned legs in between mine as she places her lips near my ear. "Poor baby dyke." I jerk back and she lets out an evil laugh.
"Who the hell are you?"
"I'm your attorney."
"Like a public defender?"She laughs even harder.
"Please I make more on one case then they make in a life time." I smack my lips and raise a bow.
"Did my mother hire you?" I ask half heartily not believe she would.
She leans back places her hand on her stomach letting out a hardy laugh. "We both know your mother doesn't give a shit about you."
I shake my head "So why are you here?"
She sits on the edge of the table crossing her muscular thighs over the other. "I was having lunch with the officer who's questioning you and I came across your picture and I took an interest. I did some research on you and became more interested in why Ashley Davies would be stealing from stores she could own." She slides her fingers across my tighten fist. "I called your mother who laughed so hard at the mere mention of your name."
"Again why are you here?" I lean back folding my arms across my chest.
"I have a proposal for you"
"Not interested" I roll my eyes and face the other way.
I turn to face her tapping nails on the table where she's now standing in front of with her other hand on her hip. She smacks her teeth and stares hard into me. "I suggest you hear me out Ms. Davies because I can get you out of here and clear your record in seconds or leave you with a public defender that will get you a year of community services and owing restitution that will take you a lifetime to payoff. Ironically you won't be able to pay it because you won't be able to get a job because this case will keep popping up on your record. See shop lifting wouldn't be so bad if you stole under a thousand dollars worth of stuff or if you were a minor. But you my dear just turned legal." She licks her lips and looks me up and down.
I smirk at the familiar look in eyes from most women who come in contact with me. "Well I find it only fair that I know your name since you obviously know a lot about me."
She softens…just a little.
"Helen Houston"
"Ms. Houston what can I do you for?" I am mere inches from her lips as she backs up against the door. This action would make most girls melt but Ms Huston doesn't even blink.
"Don't try to pull your baby dyke moves on me."She spats softly
"It takes a dyke to know a dyke" I whisper closer into her lips
The door that tries to open is stopped by Ms. Huston's behind. The interruption causes me to move back and Helen to move to the side letting the officer in.
"I'm sorry to interrupt…did you need more time Ms. Huston?" the cop looks terrified.
"No, that won't be necessary I'll be taking Ms. Davies into my custody." She says not once looking in my direction once, missing the smile on my face.
"Yes ma'am." The officer nods before walking over and taking the cuffs off of me.
When entering Ms. Huston's house it reads like she does…stern and cold. You can always tell the difference between those who are born with money and those who worked for it. Those who work for it houses look more worn as well as more catered to. The walls, furniture, and carpets are white only black is the skirt suit Helen is wearing.
"Scotch, would you like one?" she ask taking out two glasses while beginning to place ice in it before pouring the dark drink on top.
"You do realize I'm 18?" I question taking the cup from her.
"Age shouldn't be a reason to miss out on the smooth taste of a 30 year old." I'm not sure if she means the drink or her. "Please take a seat." She points at the chair across from her as she takes her seat.
I start to choke on the strong taste.
"You are more of fruity kind of girl?" she questions with a brow as she sips her scotch.
I smirk looking down at the harsh flavored drink. "Isn't it a bad idea to release me before knowing if I agree to your deal?" I look into her eyes and almost lose my nerves.
She runs her tongue across her lips catching the pebbles of scotch. "I only had you released clearing your record hasn't been taken care of and won't unless you agree to my deal."
"I'm not sleeping with you." I stare straight into her eyes. She starts to laugh hysterically. "I don't think it's that funny." I roll my eyes.
"Oh baby dyke this is about business. See I am a very serious woman that only takes on cases that will make me very rich." She taste a gulp of her drink." I started from the bottom and gutted my way to the top. I don't take risk. Everything I invested in had been a sure thing. She takes another gulp of her drink. "I saw your picture and that change. I figured if I was willing to gamble on you others would too. She downs the rest of her drink. I am in a position where I can't be involved with anything gay. I've been looking for someone for a while to be the front woman and have yet to find her until you baby dyke. She takes the drink I been babysitting and downs it.
"Thirsty?" I give her the side eye. She decides against pouring another drink and puts the bottle and cup down.
"West Hollywood is land of the gay boys with clubs and porn shops but what about our gals?" She takes unravels her bun letting her natural waves fall down her back. You know lesbian like to talk and get to know each other, so a café would be perfect. She unbuttons her shirt revealing black bra and I lick my lips. We have you hit up every bar, club, pride and girls will be lined up just to look at you." I nod a little giving the ides some thought, well trying to think with the sight in front of me. Plus you'll get 30% of all profit and if you can make enough to pay me what I put in to start you can buy me out. She drops her shirt and skirt to the floor.
"I told you I'm not sleeping with you." I raise a brow.
"And I told you this is business." She gives a devilish grin"I'm just getting comfortable. You can to if you like." Her grin widens
I thought she was crazy but wherever I went women followed. They held on to the future open flyers of Egocentric as if their life depended on it. It might have been my smirk, my eyes, hair, body or outfits but whatever it was the ladies couldn't get enough of me.
~.~
"Keep still" she says while helping me slides on my D&G jeans.
"Why do you need to help me pick out my clothes? I haven't had a problem so far."
"Humor me ok? It's close to open and I need something to ease my nerves. How about this?" she says holding up a pin stripe halter top.
"No!"
"Ummm, why not?" she question and I don't even dare to look at her. "Ashley?"
"It will show off my bruise ok."
"Your bruise is fi-"
"No, I just would rather not."
"Ok." She puts the halter down and walks out her long jet wavy black hair sweeping over her bare toned cheeks.
The night I told her I would not have sex with her I lied to both of us because I knew I would and still am. I bite my bottom lip and run after her.
End Flash Back
"Someone believed in me enough to invest in the idea." I say with a small smile playing at my lips.
"Oh I see." The older blonde nods her head and Spencer rolls her eyes.
Spencer is in the passenger seat and mommy dearest is sleeping in the back seat again. We have been driving in silence since we left the Promenade. Having enough of the silence I decide to turn on the radio. As soon as I hear the instruments my heart sinks into my feet and I look over to Spencer who looks like her heart is doing the same.
Desperate for changing, starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started, I'm chasing after you
2 years earlier
"Where are we going" She questions
"Now if I tell you it wouldn't be a surprise." I say trying not to trip her up as I guide her. "Ok, take a deep breath."She does so. "Now open your eyes." I remove my hands from her eyes.
"The roof?" she questions a bit confused.
"Spence if we stop getting excited over the ordinary things will stop appreciating life's simple treasures." I say handing her a long stem rose from behind my back. I made sure to stand in front of it so she wouldn't see me grab it. She smiles at me while holding it close to her."I know birds of paradise are your favorite but I want to be a little simpler. Please sit." I point to the lawn chair next to her and she does so.
"Are you going to sit down?" She pats the lawn chair next to her.
I close my eyes trying to slow down my heartbeat, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans, and exhale before opening my eyes to her smiling face I return the gesture. I shouldn't be this nervous, Spence and I been living together for a year now granted she finally let me stay in the room without trying to get me about a month ago but still I'm Ashley freaky Davies I don't get nervous…bull. Spence makes my heart jump into my throat, my legs get weak, and cheeks hurt from smiling so much. I clear my throat.
"Ordinary is absolutely beautiful but you my love is anything but ordinary and simple is not enough for you." I reach over my empty lawn chair to grab the large picnic basket.
"What are you up to?" Spence licks her lips and gives me the look of approval.
"You'll see."I reach over my empty lawn chair grabbing a remote. I smile at Spence's raised brow before pushing the button. I see her face light up as the small white Christmas lights light all around the roof.
"Ash it's beautiful, when you had time for this?" she gets up from her chair wrapping her arms around my neck.
"I always make time to do something special for you." She gently kisses my lips and I feel my heart flutters. She pulls back looking at me and I find it hard to breath. God why am I so nervous.
"Baby" I look at her dreamy eyed and she knows this mean to continue. She giggles. "Why don't we sit down?" I nod my head in agreement.
She release her hands from my neck grabs my hand and we make our way over the lawn chairs. We lay on our side facing each other. Scooting the chair next to each other we untangle our fingers and place our hands into each other's hair.
"You are so beautiful." I slide her hand out of my hair and kiss her palm, down her arm, and back up to her palm.
She starts to study my face knowing I'm holding something back. She licks her lips before taking my hand out her hair and mirroring my previous action.
"What is the worst poem you ever wrote?"
I snap my head back and let out a hardy laugh. "What the hell Spence? Heck" I correct shyly after looking at the scolding look in her eyes.
"You're an amazing poet but you have to have at least one poem that falls short of the mark." I twist my lips squint my eyes and think for a minute. I smile in realization I sit up and she mimics the action.
"Rose are red, violets are blue, pussy is pink." I smirk and she tilts her head. "So fuck the other two." She falls out laughing and I do the same.
After a few minutes of nonstop laughter we wipe the tears from our eyes and connect hands once again and stare at the stars. It's always amazing to see the stars In LA. It's not as easy to see stars out here as it is other places.
I am so lost in the moment I know I still have to accomplish what I set out to do. I reach my other hand under the lawn chair pulling out the radio under it setting it on the table next to me never releasing my other hand from Spence and push play.
Desperate for changing, starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started, I'm chasing after you
I stand up and she does the same a little startle by my sudden movement. I kiss her knocks to show my apology. I turn to face her completely wrapping her hands around my neck and mines around her waist as I begin to sing the lyrics to her.
Forgetting all I'm lacking, completely incomplete
I'll take your invitation; you take all of me now.
I'm falling even more in love with you
Her eyes widen a little and I take a deep breath and start to sing over the radio, badly but I don't care, before I lose my nerve.
Letting go of all I've held on to
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you.
Once the song ends where standing there holding each other with tears rolling down our face. She smiles and I can finally breathe.
"Does this mean?" she barely chokes out.
"Yes Spence, I love you. I loved you form the moment I saw you." I look into her watery blue eyes. You walked into my café and I knew in that moment you had to be mine. I been trying to tell you I love you for as long as I've know you. Her lips begin to quiver. Feelings are easy they happen if you want them to or not, but words and thoughts is what makes it complicated. It feels good to say I love you. I rub circles on her hand with my index finger before wrapping my arms back around her waist. I love you, I love you, I love you!" I scream.
She smiles hard "I love you too Ashley Davies" she places her head on my chest and I place my head on top of her and we hold each other. We dance to every song that came on for countless hours until we decided to go back into the apartment.
End of flash back
Just hanging by a moment
Just hanging by a moment
Just hanging by a moment
Just hanging by a moment here with you.
Spence reaches for my hand when the song ends and I let her grab it. We turn to face each other both giving a weak smile before I turn back to face the road ahead.
A/N Songs by Nia Kate: YoYo Love (check her out on Youtube and Facebook) and Lifehouse- Hanging by a moment. This is one of my fav song and no matter how many times I hear it it feels like the first time. So happy to incorporate it in Spashley world. If you haven't heard it check it out.
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