A/N: I really wanted to repsond to some reviews today but my 2 bouncy 3 year olds are keeping from doing just that. But I really like to thank every one who is commenting and liking the story. Even though most of you are hating on Spencer lol Sorry.

It's been a couple of days since I've last seen Spencer. We haven't hung out again since our movie day that took place a couple days ago in my bedroom. We watched a few movies before she ended up having to leave back to Heather's.

I'm not used to this. I'm literally going out of my mind. I think I'm worse off now than I was when she was in London. Probably because I know she's twenty minutes away, spending all her time with Heather, rather than a different country. But after three long days of not seeing her we finally have plans today.

"So you're going to dress shopping with Spencer?" I groan. I as much as I love spending time with Spencer, wedding dress shopping is at the bottom of my To Do list.

"I don't know Ky. Is this something I should be doing? How about I tell Spencer something came up and you go instead?" I pout.

"Oh no, no, no, you don't. You can't back out of this Ashley." Who says? "You are her maid of honor, her best friend and secretly in love with her." She coughs during the last part. I glare at her. "You need to be there for her."

"I can't Kyla. When she was here the other day, just watching movies, it took everything in me not to kiss her." I think I'm going crazy. We ended up cuddling throughout every movie we watched; I couldn't even tell you what other movies we watched that evening. All that mattered was that Spencer was in my arms for that brief moment of time.

I think back to the days when I wasn't so aware of my feelings, I had always loved holding Spencer while we watched movies or loved when she absent mindedly ran her fingers through my hair. If I would have just recognized all these feelings sooner, maybe things would have turned out differently.

"So what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to suck it up and go dress shopping."

"Not about that. What are you going to do about your feelings for her?" I feel like I'm constantly having this talk every day with somebody. I wish everybody would stop asking me that. I'm about to open my mouth when the front door opens and Spencer walks into the loft.

"Hey." And with a simple word I've turned to mush. My words get caught my throat as I take in her appearance, blue jeans paired with a dark blue V-neck t-shirt and flip flops. I've never seen her look more beautiful when she just simply dressed. I can feel eyes on me as I've have yet to say something; I turn away from Spencer and see Kyla with a smirk on her face. Bitch. She's lucky she's my sister.

"Uh, hi." I finally find words, but I try to focus my attention on anything other than her. I busy myself by taking my coffee mug to the sink and start to rinse it out.

"So dress shopping?" Kyla makes conversation with Spencer since I'm currently incapable of forming a complete sentence. "That should be fun, right Ash?" That's it, I'm going to start plotting Kyla's death, I can sneak attack her while she's asleep.

"Uh, yeah." Kyla giggles at my lack of communication skills. Come on Davies say something else. "So you ready to go Spence?" There you did it. You finally said more than two words. I grab my purse and keys and start heading towards the front door with Spencer following closely behind me.

We exit the loft and make our way towards the elevators, "thanks for coming with me today."

"You're welcome. So where are we headed?"

We step into the elevator and make our way down to the garage. "Well, a friend of mine from London has a sister who owns a wedding boutique here in LA, so she called her up and got me a private booking for today."

"Wow. That's awesome Spence." I unlock the doors to my Lexus and we both get into the car and head towards the wedding boutique that Spencer navigates me to.

"So these are all the wedding dresses." Winter, the young salesperson tells us.

Beverly, who owns the shop, Spencer's friends' sister, is running late and hasn't arrived yet, but we were told to start looking and to try on anything she wants.

"Would you ladies like a glass of champagne?" Oh god, yes please.

"Yes." Both Spencer and I answer at the same time. We smile at each other. Spencer begins to shuffle through dresses and I just kind of stand around awkwardly until Winter returns with our refreshments. I really have no clue what I'm supposed to be doing. "What do you think about this one Ash?" Spencer holds up a long flowing dress, it's simple but very elegant.

"It's beautiful Spence. Try it on." I say with a shrug of the shoulders.

She bites her bottom lip, I'm literally about to explode from the sexiness that she posses with a simple gesture, she nods her head. "Winter, can I try this one on?" She turns around and Winter is already opening up the dressing room.

Spencer follows and I take a seat on the couch reaching for the champagne bottle to pour glass number two. Winter eyes me suspiciously.

"Hey Ash…" Spencer calls out as she opens the dressing room door. She's steps out and for the second time today I'm at a loss for words. She looks stunning, gorgeous; I don't think there is a word that completely describes how beautiful she truly looks right now. I can feel my jaw drop and I can hear Winter chuckle softly to herself, I must look like an idiot. "Do you think you can zip me up in the back?" No! I can barely form coherent thoughts right now, what makes her think I'm coordinated enough to walk?

"Uh…" I look over at Winter who is smiling. I get up take a step towards Spencer, but I trip on my own feet and almost take a plunge to the floor. I catch myself gracefully. I look at Spencer and she's clearly looks worried for my safety and when I look over Winter, she's wearing a highly amused smile on her face, yeah she's amused at my inability to function.

"You okay Ash?' Spencer asks while I step behind her and I glace down at her bare back, god help me. I face her towards the floor to ceiling mirror and slowly start to zip up her dress, my eyes never leaving her baby blues through the reflection of the mirror.

I don't think she notices when my breath hitches. I tear my eyes away. "You look…" beautiful doesn't even being to describe her right now.

"Thank you." She whispers before I can even find the words I'm looking for. I feel my cheeks get hot and I know that's she made me blush.

"Well aren't you two a gorgeous couple. But you do know it's bad luck for you to see the bride in her dress before the wedding." We turn around and she an older lady walking up towards us. "You must be Spencer. I'm Beverly, I've heard so much about you. That dress looks amazing on you." I'm still caught in the moment Spencer and I just had to fully register anything that whirlwind Beverly has sprung on us.

"Oh, nice to meet you Beverly, this is Ashley, my maid of honor." Spencer says bringing her attention towards me, whom by the way is currently filling up their third glass of champagne.

"Oh, Ohhhhhh…" Beverly looks at me as I inhale another glass of champagne and smiles. "Well, I'm sorry I'm late. I sure hope Winter was able to assist you with everything you've needed so far."

"Oh yes, Winter has been very helpful." I say softly into my glass, nobody catches it. I can forgive her for laughing since she popped open the bubbly.

We spend the next two hours in the shop and Spencer tries on dozens of dresses but the one she decided on is the very first one she tried on.

"Do you think I made the right decision?" She asks as she puts her credit card back in her wallet.

"I do."

"That's all you're going to say?"

"You're making the right choice Spence. I don't even have the words to describe the way you looked in that dress. Beautiful doesn't begin to do you justice." Once again I'm shocked at my honesty, but why stop now? "I've never seen you more beautiful than when you were wearing that dress. It makes your whole face light up and brings out your gorgeous blue eyes. You're breathtaking Spence."

"Ash…" She whispers.

"Okay here you go Spencer." Beverly comes up and hands Spencer her receipt for the wedding dress she just paid for.

"Thank you Beverly. I appreciate all you've done today."

"It was my pleasure. I'll call you when your dress is ready." Beverly calls out as we walk out of the boutique and towards my car. Spencer has to leaves her dress while they work on her alterations to her exact measurements.

"I'm driving." Spencer grabs the keys out of my hands and gets into the driver's seat. I'm taken back but I follow her and get in through the passenger side door.

We sit in silence for a few moments; Spencer makes no move to start up the car as she just stares out indifferently in front of her. "Did you mean what you said back there?" I turn to face her but her eyes stay focused out in front of her.

I sigh. "Let her in" Madison's words once again echo in my mind.

"You're beautiful Spence. You know that. But when I saw you in that dress..." I pause. "It was like I was seeing you for the first time." She smiles softly and finally looks over at me.

"Really?"

"I wouldn't lie to you Spence." I chuckle.

Spencer cell phone rings and we are pulled from out discussion so she can answer her phone. "Hey…we're just leaving the boutique…I did…no you can't see it, it's bad luck." I'm guessing she's talking to Heather. I try to busy myself by looking through my phone. "Well we're going to head back to the loft do you want to meet us there and we can decide later?... okay see you soon… love you too."

"That was Heather. She wanted to know if you wanted to have dinner with the two of us tonight. She's says she really hasn't had a chance to know you yet. I told her to meet us that the loft, I hope that is okay."

I nod my head. "Yeah Spence, that's fine."

Spencer starts the car and pulls out of the parking space and drives us to the loft. I settle back in my seat not really wanting to do the whole pretending to be happy, because the girl I'm in love with is getting married charade tonight, but I'll do it for her, to make her happy.