This is for all you folks who wanted a happy ending. :o)
Honestly…I wrote it in 5 minutes, but beggars can't be choosers right? Oh please don't crucify me. If you aren't satisfied I will write a mini-series of Spashley fluffy goodness.
Ashley shot up in a sweat. She looked around slightly confused. Her classmates were huddled in the far corner of the room. She turned to her left to find Spencer leaning against the wall next to her, wearing the same t-shirt that was decorated with an all too familiar crimson color. Ashley's eyes widened at the sight of her.
"Ashley…you okay there?" Spencer half-smiled.
"You're…you…you're here, but I…" the brunette stammered incoherently.
"Calm down Ash. We had a lock down, some people came to school with a gun and-"
"And you're okay!" Ashley interrupted.
"When I came in late, you were sleeping…or passed out. You know I keep telling you to stay awake in class." Spencer joked.
"How can you just smile like that…like nothing happened?" Ashley questioned, her emotions overwhelming her and tears blurring her vision.
"Because nothing…did…happen." She slowly replied.
"Spencer, something could have happened. You could have…" Ashley trailed off.
"Everything's fine, okay? Why are you getting upset?" She questioned suddenly grasping the situation.
"I'm not…it's just…" Ashley looked up to meet Spencer's meaningful gaze. She continued "Moments like these make you realize what's important. Who's important."
"Ash…" The blonde started, not really knowing what to say.
"No, Spence. I…I love you."
She quietly pressed her lips against Spencer's warm lips for a kiss.
Ashley pulled back to be met with a smile.
"I don't know where this is coming from, but I could get used to it." Spencer exclaimed with a grin.
And with that a reply didn't need to be said on Spencer's part. The dark mood had been lifted. Ashley entwined their hands as her girlfriend leaned her head on her shoulder. Although she wouldn't be shaking the feeling anytime soon, she certainly wouldn't take any day with Spencer for granted.