Three weeks later….

Spencer's POV

"Look, Tom I get that but I don't understand……well, that's true…. but I don't understand why I can't do that here in LA?......Well why don't you ask……."

It's been like this for days, anytime Ashley and I have alone time it gets interrupted by someone from the label or her agent. Apparently they want her to spend like a month in New York and look for management there. All of the sudden I am not liking this idea of her becoming a rock star. I mean I knew that she would be on the road a lot, but I never realized how much I can't be with out her. She went out of town for one weekend, one weekend. I was a mess, when she came back into town you would have thought she had been away for months.

"Well Tom this is why you're my agent…handle it" She throws the phone hard into the chair. "AHHHHHHHH….this is killing me". Well this is fun…I love it when they put her in such a great mood.

"What's up?" I ask hoping she talks to me instead of taking out her frustrations.

"I just don't understand why they're trying to pull this crap" she says sitting down next to me. "I specifically told Jim and Paul when we sat down I couldn't move because you were in school. They knew…" I can take this kind of frustration; she's not transferring it at me.

Trying to comfort her I say "Look what ever happens we can work through it.." And she cut me off, "You know that's not true, Spence. Kyla told me all about my weekend away".

Busted… "You're right, I was a mess. I don't like not waking up next to you, but that doesn't mean that I won't sacrifice some things for you, that's what a relationship is".

"I'm glad you feel that way, too bad I don't". She looked at me a grabbed my hand. "I'm not going to New York for any period of time that involves more than one suitcase and that's that". What a great girlfriend I have. She continued "What you don't know about that weekend I went away Spence, is that I was a wreck, I'm pretty sure everyone around me hated me".

"Awwwww, you missed me too. I love that you missed me" I take her lips in mine, we start to get a little involved in it, but all I can think about is her following her dreams. I push her off me "Ash, we need to talk about this." She looks at me and sighs "Spence, I don't want to talk about it. Our life is here and it will stay here until you finish school and that's final".

Why is she so stubborn "Ash, you're being unreasonable. If you have to go to New York for a month to make this happen, then you need to go. Yeah, it will suck but just think about what it means for you down the road".

"I don't want to go to New York, Spencer. Why are you making this such an issue, I'm doing this for you." Oh no she didn't, don't put this on me.

"That's not fair to me Ash, you can't make me the excuse for you not going and following your dreams".

"I don't understand why you're taking this all wrong…God I'm just trying to do what's right for us".

"Well, you need to think about you for a second…this is your dream and down the road I don't want you to resent me for not being somebody". Not what I meant to say….shoot.

"What is that suppose to mean? If I'm not a rock star I'm not worthy of you? Real nice."

Oh man she's hurt and pissed.

"That's not what I meant Ashley and you know it. I just don't want you to look back and regret you didn't do this because you stayed for me". Why is she acting like this, I'm trying to be supportive.

"Well what if I want to stay for you…if I need to think about me for a minute, this is what I want for me". Why is she being so ridiculous?

"God Ash, that doesn't even make sense, it's not like we're married!" and I may have gone too far. But why can't she see that she needs to do this..she doesn't have any big ties right now, this is the time to do it.

"What the fuck does that mean? And why does everyone care about me marrying you?" What the hell is she talking about? "Why are you being like this Spence, do you not think I'm committed to you? Have I not proven that I'm committed to you?"

"That's not even close to what I meant" now she's being over dramatic. She always gets like this. Over dramatic, she takes whatever it is and immediately takes it the worst way possible.

"You know what Spence, maybe you're right. Clearly there is no-one holding me back here. Maybe I should go to New York. Hell, maybe I'll just move there for good". She screams as she heading toward the door.

"Quite being like this Ash, that is not what I meant!" Not even listening to me, she keeps walking and opens the door, on the way out she adds "I need air right now, I can't deal with you right now".

What the hell just happened? How did it escalate to this? Did I just loose her? I can't loose her.

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Ashley's POV

I take another long sip of my vodka tonic. It's my fourth. I shouldn't have walked out on her like that; I know she's just trying to be supportive. Why did she have to bring up marriage, everything I do is for her..why can't she see that. Another drink will help. I feel a hand on my shoulder as I grab my drink from the bartender, I turn to find Kyla.

"I finally found you" she says as she sits next to me.

"I didn't know you were looking" I shoot back with attitude.

"Yeah well, when I came home and found Spencer balling into the sink while doing dishes I knew something was up". Thats what Spencer does when she's really upset, she cleans. One time we got in a fight over something stupid and I stormed out, I came back to find Spencer on her hands and kneed cleaning the living room rug with a hand held dust buster.

"Well what can I say, she's a neat freak"? I just want to be alone, I need time to think.

"You can start by telling me what the hell happened! All Spencer could get out was that you were moving…what happened, Ash?" uuugghhhhh I don't want to get into this.

"Look, I told her I wasn't going to go because she was here and this is where our life was, but she was already packing my suitcase for me". I fire back.

"I hardly believe that, Ash. Spence is trying to be supportive, this is really hard for her".

"Kyla, you weren't there ok! She said and I quote "It's not like were married". What the hell does that mean?" I was getting even madder thinking about it.

"Well, how did you take it?"

"I took it as I'm not committed to her and ahhhh…I don't know how I took it" my knuckles are starting to turning white, I down my vodka tonic and motion the bartender for another one.

"Did you even stick around to let her explain, or did you in normal Ashley fashion take it as the worse and storm off"? I hate Kyla sometimes.

"I needed space to think and cool off".

"Well newsflash Ash, you can't just leave every time you get into an argument, especially when you are in fact married". Did I mention I hate Kyla.

"WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP BRINGING UP MARRIAGE"? And drink number 5 has arrived.

"Calm down, Ash. What is really going on with you? Because this is not about the argument you had."

I'm scared, that's what's happening.

"Nothing" I decide to say.

"I'm not buying that. Tell me what's going on!"

"I'm scared, ok. I'm sacred".

"Scared about what?" Kyla asks.

"I'm scared about the future about losing her. What if I go to New York and fail, what if I let her down? What if I'm not good enough for her". Yes, I have many insecurities.

"Ok, you need to get out of the Ashley Davies pity party right now, you sound ridiculous". Kyla said with no sympathy.

"Number one, Spencer loves you no matter what. Look at who you were when she started dating you. Number two, you're going to fail if you don't go. You'll be fine, you just need to get your head out of your ass."

Maybe she was right, maybe I am just an ass. I still don't want to go to New York,

"You also need to stop this.." she says taking the drink out of my hand "and you need to go home and talk to Spencer before you do another stupid thing". She pulls me up and throws two twenties down.

"I'll drive you home and then Aiden and I will head over to Chelsea and Glen's for awhile and you WILL sort this out".

I get up and walk with her to the car. It's time to face the consequences. I need to start thinking of ways to make this up. She makes me the happiest person on earth; with her my life is better.

Man, I love that girl.