I hear footsteps coming into the kitchen as I am filling up a mug full of coffee.

I turn around to see an adorably tired Spencer dragging her feet towards me. I give her a smirk and look over her body. I am still so mesmerized by every single, perfect, soft, smooth inch of it. People don't glow. But if they did, Spencer Carlin would be glowing. She gives me a lazy smile and it sets my heart aflame.

How did I get lucky like this? Part of me can't even believe it. Part of me is just waiting for a disaster to happen for something to ruin what I have been waiting for, for what seems like my whole life. On the other hand, the crappy things have already happened. Years of crappy things, crappy feelings, and despair. But because they all led up to this very moment, this moment where I watch what is possibly the love of my life walk out of my bedroom, with my t-shirt on and nothing else, smiling at me, is worth it. I would do it all over again just to be right here.

My mind comes out of its frenzied thinking when Spencer is right in front of me.

"Hi there." I give her a goofy grin.

Spencer's fingers draw lines down my sensitive neck. Her voice is thick with sleep. "G'morning."

I place a light kiss on the corner of her mouth. "Sleep well?"

Spencer smiles shyly. "Mmmm." Her eyes close and she moves closer to me. "I did. Last night was amazing."

I pull her bare hips towards me, ones that are just covered by the t-shirt. She looks so sexy right now I cannot even control myself. "Yeah. It was." I murmur.

I take Spencer's lips in mine and she pushes herself flush against me, making the back of me lean slightly against the counter. My fingers climb up her legs and under the t-shirt, tracing the soft skin.

Morning sex is the best.

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"Hello mother." I say into the ringing phone as I flip around the channels on my TV.

"Ashley, where have you been the last couple of days?" My mother asks me in a distracted tone.

In my bed with Spencer. "I've been here, you haven't called me…" I tell her.

"I know, I just feel like you disappeared."

I roll my eyes. "What's going on, how's the wedding shi- things going?"

"Great! It's so soon, can you believe it sweetie?" My mother exclaims.

"Gosh no." I mock her. She doesn't notice.

"So who are you bringing as your date? That girl?" She asks me. I hear paper shuffling around in the background.

"What? What girl? No, I'm actually, I'm bringing Spencer." I tell her hesitantly.

"Sorry dear, I didn't hear you, what did you say?"

I sigh. "I'm bringing Spencer as my date mom."

My mother makes a confused noise. "But she's coming with Carmen…"

"Actually." I start, muting the TV. "Her and Carmen broke up. And, well, me and Spencer, we're-"

I am cut off by my mother's loud voice. "You stole Carmen's girlfriend?"

"I, no not really." I say, not sure if I'm lying or not. "I've always liked Spencer."

"I know." My mother states evenly.

"I, what?"

"It was obvious Ashley. I'm not that dim, please." I can basically see my mother waving her hand in the air, as a gesture of obviousness.

"Oh. Well, I'm coming with Spencer, we're coming together."

"Alright, well I'll have to move seats around but that's fine. Anyway, I need to ask a favor."

"Yah." I say. And I make a weird face at myself because I've never said "yah" before.

"I need you to play your guitar thing as people come into the reception."

I sigh. "Isn't that what the band is for?"

"Well yes, but they're playing a bit after. You just need to do this for about fifteen minutes or a half an hour or so. You know, nice little songs and whatnot."

"Do I have to?" I ask dejectedly. Knowing that my mother's favor is more of a demand than a request.

"I would fully appreciate it dear."

"Fine."

"Lovely!" She exclaims and if the phone weren't in her hand I know she would have made a little clapping noise with her hands. "Oh and tomorrow be at my apartment by ten we need to do dress fittings."

"Awesome." I tell her.

After I get off the phone with my delightful mother, I take a shower, get dressed, and get ready to go out. I can't stay cooped up in my apartment so I decide to take a walk.

When the floral shop comes into my sight I smile to myself and head in that direction. Flowers are romantic and somewhat mushy, but I feel that girlfriend type instinct to buy some for Spencer. Just the thought of being able to give them to her with a peck on the lips makes my insides all giddy.

"Who are you going to prom with?" Spencer asked me from her sitting position on my bed.

I swiveled my desk chair around and brought two fingers to chin, in a pensive pose. "Well between my three girlfriends and kept-woman be hard but I figure I can bring all of them."

Spencer rolled her eyes and threw a pillow at me. "You don't have a kept-woman Ash."

"Yes I do, it's you." I laughed. "And what, are you saying I do have three girlfriends?"

"Do you?" Spencer asked me curiously.

"Um, no. I don't have any. And plus I'm not going." I leant back in my chair and put my hands behind my head. "Who are you going with? Didn't Bobby, Steve, and Michael all ask you?"

Spencer nodded. "They did. But seeing as I'm gay and male parts aren't really my thing, I unfortunately had to shoot them down."

"You could have still gone as friends." I shrugged.

"I guess." Spencer said. "But you're not going, so it wouldn't be fun. Hey! Why don't you go with one of them too?"

I shook my head. "Hell no."

Spencer huffed. "Fine, I guess we'll just have to make our own prom then." She grinned at me cheekily.

I got up from my chair and laid myself down next to her. "Oh yeah? Can I be Prom King?"

"Only if I can be Prom Queen." Spencer giggled.

She was too cute. I smiled lazily at her, admiring her clear blue eyes full of laughter. "Deal."

I was glad I wasn't going to prom. I didn't want to be in a nice hotel full of happy couples with no worries except for what the next song would be. I was jealous of them. I wish I were them or at least felt like them. I wanted to go with someone I liked. Someone I loved. I wanted to dance with someone. But I couldn't and I didn't. I could go with some random guy while Spencer went with his friend. He would try to feel me up and make lame jokes and I would sit miserably in my chair while Spencer danced with her date. Because she would dance with him. Just for fun, but couldn't.

The night of prom, I ordered Chinese food and headed over to Spencer's house. This to me, was the perfect prom. Just hanging out with my best friend. I even wore one of those funny t-shirts with the design of a tie hanging down the middle.

"I hope you're okay with your prom food being Chinese." I chuckled out as I entered the living room of Spencer's house. I set the food down on the table and looked around.

"Spence?" I called out.

"Coming!" She yelled from upstairs.

Spencer came walking down the stairs a minute later with her hands behind her back. "I have something for you." She sang out with a smile on her face.

"What?" I asked as I stepped forward.

She held out a crown to me and started to laugh. "Your crown, Prom King."

"Oh my God Spencer you're such a weirdo." I chuckled.

"Come on! It's funny, let me put it one you."

"No."

"Ash!"

"Spencer, no." I told her as I backed away. She was slowly walking towards me. She gave me a pout and I felt my defenses weakening. "Stop it."

I backed up as far as I could go and my back hit the wall. Spencer jumped at me, holding my wrists in one hand and pushing the too-big crown onto my head over my curls. I attempted to struggle against her but having Spencer this close did things to me. She arranged it one last time and smiled at.

"Aww." She mumbled, with a cocky grin on her face. Spencer kissed my cheek softly and said "You're such a cute Prom King" as she walked away.

Once I regained normal breathing, I followed her into the living room. "I have something for you too."

"You do?" She asked as she turned away from the bags of food.

I went over to her and took out a small case from one of the bags that didn't contain food. It held a small corsage, one that went around your wrist. It wasn't really big like those ugly ones, it was on the smaller side. I thought it was pretty and I thought I would look even prettier on Spencer. I had debated to myself about getting it the whole day. I ended up figuring I could just play it our as a joke.

I took it out and held it up to her. "Ashley." Spencer breathed out, "That's so pretty."

I shrugged as I put it on her wrist. "Well, if I have to wear a crown you have to wear that."

Spencer smiled at me. "Thank you."

"You're a pretty Prom Queen, what can I say." I think I blushed, so turned to take out the food.

"I'm glad we didn't go." Spencer said after a moment of peaceful silence.

I nodded. "Me too."

I ding the little bell at the counter.

"Hello?" I say to the girl with her back turned to me. When she turns around I frown. Of course.

Carmen rolls her eyes at me. "Hi, how can I help you?"

"Uh, hi Carmen."

Awkward.

Carmen looks nothing like the angry girl she was at my door the other day. Her eyes are plain and no longer full of passion. And she doesn't look like she's going strangle me this time.

"I didn't know you worked here." I state honestly. I guess making small talk with your current girlfriend's ex-girlfriend is not as awkward as just being silent.

"Yeah, it's not bad actually. Kind of mellow." She tells me as she puts some papers away.

"That's cool." I say awkwardly.

"Um." Carmen fidgets her hands together weirdly and walks closer to where I am on the other side of the counter. "I, um, I wanted to apologize for being like, threatening the other day."

I stare at her confused. "You do?"

"Well not really." Carmen chuckles nervously. "I didn't think I would see you again, but now that I have I just, wanted to."

"Okay."

"Right. Well, uh, what can I get you then." Carmen asks me.

"Just some orange roses would be good." I tell her with a small smile. Carmen's eyes look sad and she frowns a tiny bit. I'm guessing she knows as well as I do that those are Spencer's favorite flower. I'm buying flowers for Spencer and she's witnessing it. As much as I hate her, I can understand how sucky that is.

Carmen and I don't speak anymore as she arranges the flowers in a cute little bouquet. I fill out a small card on the counter and pay Carmen.

"Thanks." I tell as I turn around to leave but Carmen momentarily stops me.

"Ashley."

I turn back around. "Yeah."

"Um, take care of her, yeah? There were some times I didn't deserve her, but she deserves everything good. So."

I let my eyes connect with hers and realize she is sincere. I nod my head and walk out of the flower shop, bouquet of flowers in hand. For my girlfriend. For Spencer.

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"Hi!" Spencer greets me at her dorm with a big, beautiful smile. I hold the bouquet behind my back with both hands. "What brings you here?"

I shrug. "I missed you. I have something for you."

Spencer gives me a quizzical look. But I can see the excitement on her face. "Oh yeah? What is it?"

I hold out the flowers to her and her eyes go wide and then lock on mine. "Ash. They're gorgeous. You didn't have to." She tells me as she pull me in for a tight embrace. I can hear the happiness in her voice and the gladness that I did, even though I didn't have to.

"I know. I wanted to though." I give her a smile and pull her face towards mine for a kiss.

"You're wonderful. Come on." Spencer takes my hand and brings me into her room.

I'm surprised when I see a red-head sitting on her bed flipping through a book. When she turns around I'm even more surprised. "Kate?"

"Oh hi, Ashley, right?" She says with a smile.

"Yeah." I say glancing at Spencer.

"Yeah, Kate and I realized we had a class together after we met briefly with Aiden." Spencer tells me as she kisses my cheek. She goes to put the flowers somewhere.

"That boy is always late." Kate says with a chuckle. "You guys are so cute, can one of you tell Aiden to get me flowers?"

I laugh. "One can only try."

"I wish I could come over but I have a huge exam tomorrow I really need to study for." Spencer tells me sadly. She brings her arms around my neck and smiles at me. Her fingers rubbing the soft skin on the back of my neck are making me feel all tingly inside.

"That's okay." I tell her as I pull her closer to me by her hips. I give them a slight squeeze. "I have to go to the dress fitting tomorrow, will you come with me?" I ask her sheepishly.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss a chance to watch you try on dresses." She smiles slyly. "I have an early class so I'll meet you there?"

I nod eagerly. "Yup."

"Thanks for the flowers baby." She whispers into my ear. I melt at the feel of her breath in my ear and her use of the affectionate name.

Oh how I wish she didn't have to study.