I nod, "Okay, I didn't really wanna go all the way downstairs anyways." I say walking around to the left side of the bed and pulling the blankets back so I can just slide in.

"Or you could go snuggle with Kyla." Ashley says lying down, getting comfortable in her blankets again and she's smiling.

"What?" I say placing my cell phone next to the lamp then turning it off. I take off my shoes then getting in the bed with Ashley. I turn on my side to look at Ashley, "What are you talking about, drunky?"

I can see she's rolling her eyes even in the dark, "You like my sister, I'm drunk not stupid." I scoff, "And the way she talks about you—don't even get me started, I don't understand why you guys just don't get together."

I think for a moment, rather or not to tell Ashley that I'm in love with her sister, "You're out of your mind. Go to sleep." I'm not telling her anything... yet.

"Whatever. I hear the truth will set you free... but that's only what I heard, I don't really trust that one."

I smile as I close my eyes, "Yeah, Ashley?"

"Mhmm." she says. Five minutes pass and I'm halfway to la la land but Ashley interrupts, and I here I thought she was sleep, "I know you're a good person."

Now I'm sure it's the alcohol and sleepiness talking, "Right." I scoff again.

"I'm serious. You're a great friend, like, that day Spencer and Carmen kissed. You didn't tell me because it woulda hurt me and you were trying to protect Spencer, totally understandable. But doesn't it get annoying thinking about everyone else? Don't you just wanna do something for you? I mean, I'm glad I'm selfish, that's all I'm gonna say..." I think she finally shut down.

Drunky's right, though, it is hard pleasing everyone. I do wanna just go for it, sometimes and I guess the best example is Kyla. I wanna tell her how I think I feel but I have her reaction, her feelings to think about and... Lily's not completely forgotten. Damn it, why can't I just do something for myself every once in a while...

Oh God it's so fucking hot in here, I understand why Ashley sleeps somewhat naked. Forget this mess, I'm taking off my shirt. I take it off and toss it somewhere in the direction of the door, you know, just in case I need to make a quick escape...

"Fuck, who turned on the sun?" I hear Ashley's voice coming from behind me. I guess somewhere between when I lied down and now, I tossed and turned because I'm facing away from Ashley.

I open my eyes, blink a few times before actually sitting up and looking over at Ashley, who, I gotta say looks horrible but horrible hot, "What time is it?" We have school today... damn it.

She rubs her eyes like a baby, "I don't know," she looks over at me through squinted eyes, "What—what are you doing here?" she asks staring at me.

"We didn't do anything before you get your hopes up." She sucks her teeth, "I looked after you last night because you were drunk like... no other."

"How--" she brings a hand up to her forehead, "Oh, god, I believe you. I have a migraine out of this world."

"Why would I lie?" I say waiting for a response.

"I don't know, I guess you wouldn't, but then again I don't really know you."

I roll my eyes, "Well, I'm not lying considering I took off work early to drive you home from the mall, you can ask my manager if you want."

She moans and groans, "You took off work to take me home?"

I nod as I place my feet on the floor, "Yep." I stand up, "I only had an hour left anyways."

"So you drove my drunk ass home and you watched me for the rest of the night?"

I look around Ashley's room, where's my cell phone, "Mhmm."

"Well, uh, thanks, you know." She's nervous, nervous Ashley's cute. Sorry for--"

I cut of her off as I grab my phone from by the lamp, "It's fine, don't worry about it."

By the time I turn around she's standing right in my face... in her underwear, "Look, if you ever need anything just ask."

"Ashley. The only thing I want from you is to at least try to be friends with me. Instead of always thinking I'm against you. We're too much alike to hate each other." I smile.

She nods, "I guess I can try that. And plus I'd rather have another sexually experienced girl to talk to." she smiles.

I laugh, "Same here." I contemplate on whether I should hug her or not, I mean we kinda just had a moment. Uh, she's in her--

"No hug, I'm in my underwear. It'd be kinda weird." she says reading my mind.

I raise my palms up, "Agreed."

We just stand there and smile at each other for the next minute before someone comes barging into Ashley's room. I guess no one does knock anymore.

"Hey, Ash, I wanted to talk--" it's Spencer, of course. I bet this looks like me and Ash are best friends.

I look over to Spencer, "Hey, Spence." is all I could manage to say. I feel like if I say anything else I would seem guilty. Ashley walks away from me and over to her closet, no one still says anything so I guess I have to clear the air, "Not what it looks like." I say trying to seem casual about everything.

"It looks like you're not wearing a shirt and looks like Ashley's in her underwear. I think it's what it looked like." Spencer says sure of what she's saying.

I nod, "Okay, yeah, that all is true," I look down by Spencer's feet and see my shirt that I threw off last night, "Could you pass me my shirt?" I point at it then drop my arm.

Spencer looks down, picks up the shirt then tosses it at me, jesus, Spencer has to be, like, the bionic woman or something. "So how did this happen or better yet, what happened?" she says while I'm sliding the shirt on over my head.

"Well, first of all we didn't--" I begin but Ashley cuts me off.

She only put on an army fatigue skirt which looks good on her, but no shirt, "You don't have to explain anything to her." She says facing me then looks at Spencer, "Why do you care? Shouldn't you be off somewhere with Carmen?"

I'm sure everyone in this room knows why Spencer cares so much; Spencer squints her eyes at Ashley, "As long as we're speaking of what each other should do, shouldn't you be in school?"

Ashley smiles, "So should you. What reason could you have for coming here?" I think I get what Ashley's doing, I think she's trying to get Spencer to confess that she still has feelings for her. And I think I really need to go.

"I think I'm gonna go, so you two can talk." I say looking at my phone, it's 11:10, then I start walking toward the door after sliding my cell in my front pocket.

"Love them and leave them, Roxy?" Spencer asks as I get within her reach. I look down at her hands, she's making a fist. It probably wouldn't take much to get her to hit me.

I narrow my eyes at her then remember what she thinks went on last night so I sigh, "Look, Spencer, nothing--"

Ashley walks up to Spencer and I with a shirt finally on, "You don't have to give Spencer all the details."

I grumble, "Look--" I say fairly quiet.

"Oh please spare me." Spencer says.

"Is Carmen not enough for you, Spencer?" Ashley smirks.

"Is Roxy enough for you?" Spencer fires back. Feeling a wee bit weird now.

Ashley chuckles, "Why do you even care? I'm still stuck on that. You chose Carmen over me in the first place. What's it to you what I do with my life... when you're barely even in it anymore?"

Spencer rolls her eyes, "So if I didn't care you'd still be sleeping with--"

I cut her off; I have to end this, "Look, Spencer, me and Ashley didn't sleep together. And I can't believe you, as our friend, would think something different." I sigh, "Ashley was... drunk so I took her home and you, as her ex, knows that she likes to sleep half naked. And I see why, that's why my shirt was off."

"So you didn't sleep together?" Spencer asks just to make sure.

"No, we didn't., I just think that Ashley likes the fact that you're jealous." I say turning my head toward Ashley who smirks.

"Oh." is all Spencer can utter.

I sigh, "Y'all need to work this... crazy-I-love-you-I-hate-you-not-relationship relationship out." I walk past Spencer then stop in the doorway, "I shouldn't be telling anyone about love but... you're in love with each other." I leave it at that then walk out of the room. Neither one of them said a word as I was leaving so I can only assume that they sucked face right then and there... or not.

My phone vibrates as I walk to the top of the stairs. I take it out of my pocket, flip it open and hold it to my head, "Hello?"