A/N: Chapter 3 here it comes. Enjoy
Spencer's POV
Ok it's been a week since mine and Ashley's moment at that warehouse party. She had tried to call me but I just felt so awkward even thinking about talking to her about it.
I had been avoiding her at school because I knew that if I saw her in person I would have use all my self control to not run up to her and kiss her again. Even after just one kiss I miss her lips and her touch and her smell. Her lips so soft against mine and the smell of vanilla that filled the air around. Even thinking about it got me turned on.
I was lying on my bed cuddled up to my pillow. My phone rang again. I glanced over at the screen seeing that it was Ash calling again. It wasn't that I didn't want to speak to her, I did, but I knew that if I spoke to her I would really want to be with her and guessed that she felt the same. I don't think I could deal with being gay. I didn't want to deal with. I couldn't be gay.
My head was spinning with all these emotions and I just wanted to curl up and hide from it all. But no my peace was wrecked by a loud tap on the front door downstairs.
Ashley's POV
Ok it had been a week and it was driving me crazy. I rang she didn't pick up, I emailed she didn't reply, I texted and again no reply it was hopeless. I knew that she had feelings for me. I mean no one can kiss that well and with that much passion without meaning it. Even just thinking about it makes me crave her touch, her voice, even just a glimpse would be good enough just to know that she was still there.
For the past couple of days I had just been lazing around the house calling Spencer and just thinking about her constantly. Then I reached the point that made me do what I am doing at this very moment.
I decided if she didn't want to come to me, I would come to her.
I had raced out to my Porsche after choosing the hottest outfit to wear ad picking up my favourite beanie which she loved so much. I hit the rood with such speed I even scared my self. I pulled up out side her house taking a few deep breaths just hoping that she was home. Preferably alone.
I walked briskly to her front door and let her know that someone was here by tapping on it loudly. I heard someone coming down the stairs and turn the door handle. I was now just praying it was her.
My prayer was answered and as the door swung open I saw those beautiful blue eyes which I loved so much. But as soon as she saw me I felt the door shut again in my face. I bent down to her mail box and spoke through it.
"Spence I know you don't really wanna talk to me. But please just take this." I pushed my beanie through the mail box hearing footsteps walk over and pick it up. "Ok Spence I know that perhaps you're scared about being gay and dealing with it, but you can't deny that on that night at the party there was definitely something there between us. So that hat is just so you know that when you finally decide what you want to do then I will be here waiting because what I feel for you is something different. Something I have never felt before. Just consider it please."
I had said what I had come to say and I turned to walk back towards my car when I heard the front door click open. I turned my head and there was Spencer clutching my hat to her chest and smiling at me.
"Come inside and we can talk about this. I'm not promising anything. But you're right I do have to face up to my feelings sometime or the other."
"That's all I'm asking for. A chance to prove it"
I walked back up to the front door and followed Spence in to the house and up to her room. She was alone so we could have a really long conversation about what was going on.
We got in to her room and shut her door. I made my way over to her bed and sat down. Spence soon followed. Then the questions began.
"Spence. What's been going on? Why haven't you been talking to me? I've called you like a million times."
"Look...I...um...Oh I really don't know. I just couldn't deal with what Madison said at the party."
"What! Madison! Why would you care what the cheer breeders think?"
"It's not just Madison. I don't think I can deal with having that everyday from people I don't even know. And my family, what are they gonna think? A single tear ran down her cheek. I lent in to wipe it away from her cheek, but she pulled away.
"Look Ash I just can't, no matter how I feel. It's not who I am."
"Spencer. Please. Look if you didn't want me then why have you been hugging my beanie ever since you got it?"
"I never said I didn't want you. I just can't be with you."
"Spence just for once think about your self instead of everyone else. As long as you are happy that is the main thing, right?"
"I guess."
"Then do what you wanna do. If your family loves you like they say they do then they will be happy when you're happy. If you don't want me I'll leave and we can just be friends. But if you do want me then I'll be hear when you need me. Ok?"
I was expecting an answer but I saw a smile spread across her face and a tear fall down her cheek. Then her face got closer to mine and I felt her soft lips on mine again. I was stunned by her spontaneity but snapped out if it and kissed back when I felt her hand tangle in to my hair. My hands ran up and down her back. I slipped them, without realising, under her shirt and I felt her flinch and pull away.
Damn I've wrecked it
"Sorry Ash. You just caught me off guard there."
"Don't be sorry. I was moving to fast. I understand we need to take it slow. And a secret?"
"Just until I find the right time. You know?"
"Ok. I don't mind waiting, as long as I get to be with you."
"Good" she said whilst stepping closer "'Coz I want you to." And once again her lips were on mine we sat down on her bed, lips still together. This time I kept my hands around her neck and hair. I didn't want to wreck the moment.
Then after a few minutes we heard the front door click downstairs and we spilt apart.
Spencer's POV
Ashley was amazing.
She had come to my house and we had talked about the situation I was in and she had said the sweetest things I've ever heard. And now I was n heaven. Her lips on my mine, her hands all over my back and mine in her gorgeous brown hair. Then I felt her hand slip under my shirt and stupid me had to go and jump and pull away.
She looked at me and I could tell she thought it was her fault to I tried to ease her mind.
"Sorry Ash. You just caught me off guard there."
"Don't be sorry. I was moving to fast. I understand we need to take it slow. And a secret?"
"Just until I find the right time. You know?"
"Ok. I don't mind waiting, as long as I get to be with you."
She always said the right thing and then she didn't disappoint.
"Good" I said stepping closer "'Coz I want you to." And I kissed her again. Her hands staying in my hair and on my neck. It was great and then we heard the front door open and had to pull away.
We heard someone coming up the stairs. The door opened and for some reason I jumped up off of my bed away from Ash – not suspicious at all (yeah right) – who was so relaxed. It was mum and she had some washing in her arms
"Hello Ashley."
"Hey Mrs C."
"Spencer, why are you standing up and looking like you've seen a ghost? Are you ok dear?"
Ashley gave me one of her smiles and I calmed down. "Yeah mum I'm fine just opening the window."
"Ok dear, well I'll just put this away." And she stepped in to my closet
After opening the window a little I sat down on my bed and looked at Ashley. She looked so cute so I leant in and gave hr a peck on the lips. As I pulled away a shocked expression spread across her face.
My mum finished what she was doing and said a quick bye and left the room. I heard her get to the bottom of the stairs and looked at Ashley. She still looked shocked.
"Spence so much for keeping this a secret. You almost came out to your mum then and there without even meaning to."
"What! You didn't like it then?"
"When, Spencer Carlin, did I ever say I didn't like it in that sentence. Just be careful ok."
"Ok." And once again our lips met briefly.
We lay back on to my bed and watched TV. Me leaning on Ashley's chest with her arms around me, and Ashley leaning on the head board.
Everything was perfect.