Chapter 18- "Hot N' Cold" Katy Perry

"Are we going to talk about last night?"

Spencer had been debating all morning, ever since she woke up alone in bed, whether their 'encounter' was purely physical for the brunette or deeply layered like it was for her. Spencer knew she had intense romantic feelings for her BFF, but she didn't know if those feelings were reciprocated. She was afraid that the rumors and the details of the Davies heir's colorful reputation were true. Especially after what Sally had said. "Was she as amazing as THEY say she is?" Who were 'THEY' and how did Sally know about them? Did Ashley brag about her conquests to anyone who would listen? Was she just another victory for the brunette? Spencer's brain started brewing again, her heart breaking with every detailed thought that crossed her beautiful mind.

"Nothing happened last night"

This was a defensive response and definitely not in the blonde's list of next moves. The prudish genius didn't really consider having a lengthy discussion about sex, especially not after having that conversation with her self all morning. Plus she was too busy trying to sort out her feelings for the brunette. Although, this was quite an ego bruiser for The Great Ashley Davies, she braved through it. Any other day a comment like that would've sent the brunette running for the bed covers and into someone else's arms. The past few weeks though, had made her skin grow tougher and her heart fonder. She was willing to muddle through it. She knew Spencer was worth it.

"Well the red lipstick on my vest and the hickey on my boob says it did" She quipped resentfully. She was fond of the blonde but she was still a Davies.

"... Yeah well.. That really doesn't prove anything... I mean, you are… YOU..." the blonde said half-joking trying to lighten the mood.

"Well I guess you must be a whore too since there's a hickey on your neck too..." Not so much joking as she was resenting her friend's implications.

"What?! Where?... You're lying!"

"Ok... I'm lying... Just to be safe though... I wouldn't wear your hair up for like a week" she deadpanned.

"Ashley!!"

"What? I'm just saying… Spashley-shippers would be all over it…" Ashley muttered.

"What did you say!?"

"Nothing..."

"Oh my god! Who taught you how to Google?"

"HEY! I know how to Google! I'm a Google champ even… the best when it comes to Googling… Wait… you know about Spashley too?! …Is that why you don't let me Google?"

"No Ash! I never said you couldn't Google… It's just the Internet is full of mean people. I'm just protecting you from them…But if you want, Google away. I can't stop you…"

"Oh yeah? Well who's protecting me from you?" Ashley sat up from her chair to face Spencer.

"Ash!"

"It's true! You've hurt my feelings more than any one of those Internets… uh, Inter… whatever! You know what I mean…."

"No I don't"

"No? What do you think pretending last night never happened does to me?"

"I'm sorry Ash… I mean I had a lot to drink and everything's a blur to me"

"Well I remember EVERYTHING! … And I distinctly remember YOU kissing ME… and, and telling me I was beautiful… you even said you had thought about seeing me naked… LIKE ALL THE TIME!"

"Not ALL the time! ... I mean, No I didn't"

"Ha! So you do remember?!" Not believing that actually worked on the genius.

"No… Yes… Ok I do remember SOME things but… Look I'm sorry…" Spencer was slowly coming to her senses prompted by the brunette's hope filled eyes.

"No! No! Don't be sorry there's nothing to be sorry about… well except for passing out… yeah maybe you can apologize for that…" Ashley got up from her chair to sit with Spencer taking the blonde's hand in her own, looking into her eyes unable to hide her smile. "…but everything else… everything else was FUCKING AMAZING!" Spencer's eyes started to twinkle and her wide smile was impossible to hide.

"Ok. Last night"-conceding to that beautiful smile-"…Last night WAS…"

Ding. Ding.

Just as Spencer was ready to give into her feelings and FINALLY express her love for her best friend the beeping from Ashley's text alert interrupted her. As she picked up the phone that was lying on her chair she glanced at the screen and saw the disconcerting name displayed on the phone.

Lily Duarte

New Text

"…It's Lily you better answer it" All of Spencer's confidence gone, her fears fully restored.

"I don't care. I want to hear what you have to say…" Ashley's eyes were still full of hope.

"Uhm yeah…. I was just going to say it was a mistake… and I'm sorry it happened." Spencer regretting her words as soon as she saw her dear friend's heart visibly breaking.

"What?! Spence you're kidding me right?" Ashley outraged by her friend's polar behavior jumped up from her position on the chair.

"No… I was really drunk and I sincerely apologize for hurting your feelings and leading you on but it was a mistake."

"This is fucking bullshit! … Spencer! … I know you're lying. You suck at lying… And I know love me. You can't deny it. I know it… I mean when you kissed me… " Ashley started reminiscing the night longingly.

"Of course I love you…"Spencer interjected "But look Ashley… I'm not just some random chick who you can just have sex with... I'm your best friend and… and I think you're confusing friendship feelings of love with actual love feelings"

"You're fucking unbelievable…" Ashley scoffed, completely surprised by the direction this discussion was taking "... just when I think you can't fuck with my head even more… you go and pull this shit! You know what? That's fine… Go ahead; make up your fucking excuses… Me and the rest of the world know you're full of it…"

"Ash… I just can't be another notch on your bed post you know?"

"Ooooh! FUCK. YOU. You sound just like mother … I can't believe you would say that… Is that WHO you think I am? …And if I remember correctly, I'm not the one who made last night happen, you did! It was all you! ... with the touching, and the jealous and the stripping. If you didn't want me to get confused friendship feelings of love or whatever, then maybe you shouldn't have come on to me… and you definitely shouldn't have kissed me!"

"…" Spencer was at a loss for words.

This was definitely not how this conversation was supposed to go. She had always thought that by this point they'd be getting back to what they didn't finish last night. But her mushy brain had other plans. Spewing out feelings she didn't even know she had. Fears embedded so far into the back of her mind, she had no idea they even existed. Until now. Yet they made sense to her. Those fears were justified in her hung-over brain. What made her think that she wasn't just another fun night for the brunette? She couldn't betray their friendship; lose it over something as trivial as one night of passion, no matter how amazing it could've been or WHO started it. It wasn't worth it to Spencer. Their friendship was too important to her.

"You know what? … Whatever…"Fearing another fight that would lead to another week of silence, Ashley reassessed her anger "I don't want to talk about this anymore…I don't want to fight with you… If you think we're JUST friends, then that's all we are" Even though Ashley knew better. She also knew she had to give the blonde time to process and she was willing to wait. Because she knew she needed her, wanted her and definitely loved her (and not the 'friendship' kind of love either.)

After several minutes of silence, Ashley petulantly pouting and Spencer pained a hundred different ways; the brunette sat up and reached for her phone. The phone was sitting on the opposite side of Spencer's right leg, away from her, so she purposefully reached over her; slowly, softly grazing the skin of Spencer's stomach, amazing bellybutton and right leg, leaving a trail of goose bumps along the way. Noticing her skin and the way her breath slightly hitched (even though Spencer tried to hide it), Ashley couldn't help but let out a smug "hmm." Once out of the danger zone she fiddled with her phone for a few minutes before bursting into a fit of laughter. "No F-ing way!"

"What?" Spencer was brought out from her pained stupor.

"You really think it's just friendship feelings huh? Alright…"Ashley got up from her seat and walked over to pick up her laptop. "We'll just have to see for ourselves… Lily says there's a really hot picture of us on-line…"

"Is that why she text you?" Spencer was suddenly more curious about the content of the text than the picture. Maybe Lily and Ashley were just friends.

"Yeah… She's no one to get jealous over… I'm not her type…" Ashley suddenly experiencing a new bout of confidence

"... You're everyone's type…" Spencer muttered under her breath while rolling her eyes.

"hmmm…"

"What?"

"For someone who just loves me like a FRIEND… you're being jealous like all the time… You know, like a GIRLFRIEND"

"Am not…"

"Whatever… let's just let the picture be the judge" Ashley was being rightfully smug as Spencer was subtly letting down her defenses.

"Ash… I've seen those pictures… they're ancient… they don't mean anything… " Ashley flipped open her laptop only to reveal one of the infamous Spashley pictures that confirmed everything as her desktop background. "Ash. Seriously?" Spencer was a tad amused by the endearing gesture.

"What? … Get over yourself… I look hot…"

"Whatever… This picture doesn't prove anything… I've seen it before"

"HA! You have no idea…" Remembering how much it DID prove the night before "But that isn't it anyway… the picture she's talking about is from last night… and if it doesn't mean anything then why is it on Perez Hilton?"

"What?" Ashley punched up the site and Spencer nearly fainted at the sight before her.

"Holy mother of… Guess I found my new wallpaper." Ashley smirked.

Right before their very eyes were several pictures of the prior night's newsworthy event. Yet, the most interesting of them all was the one of a certain brunette entangled with a certain blonde on the dance floor, up against the wall, in the dawn of a passionate kiss. The caption reading: "Spashley: My new fave lezbos… Hot Hot Hot!" with a detailed description of the events and a link to spashley(dot)com.

"ohmygodohmygodohmygod"

"I know! Fucking jerk! Why did he have to mention that I wrote songs for Hannah Montana … It was ONE song! Fuck! There goes my cool guy cred. Now Kelly Clarkson for sure won't want to work with me… That's the last time I give him free drinks at the bar!"

"fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck" Ashley finally looking up to see her besty's look of horror.

"Whoa… Spence relax… you're hyperventilating…breathe…" Spencer was now pacing around the lounge chairs trying to catch her breath. "Why are you freaking out? It's not like your mom reads this crap…" Spencer's breathing became more erratic.

Ding, Ding.

This time Spencer's phone was the one that interrupted with a text alert.

"Here… You have a text from Glen"

"Oh nononononononono!"

"What the hell Spence? Please relax" Ashley had never seen the blonde act this way and it was really starting to freak her out. She walked over to her friend and started coaxing her to breathe taking her hand and giving her a reassuring squeeze. "It is just Glen… it's ok look… he say's…" Ashley read the text out loud. "Nana saw you on Perez, Mom wants you to come home so she can kil… Oh !… Your grandma reads Perez? … How come you let her Google?" Spencer was turning blue now. Ashley placed both hands on the blonde's shoulders and started softly rubbing them. "Spencer please… I need you to relax babe… it's going to be ok… I promise… just breath… breath little bear… it's ok… it's ok…" Ashley's comforting words helped Spencer ease her breathing and after a few minutes the color returned to her face. That was until Spencer's phone started to ring. It was Paula.

"Oh shit" They both said simultaneously.


A/N: I know, I know, stop teasing. Sorry I can't help it. It's my nature. Anyway this was my shout-out to Perez because he took Katy Perry to the Abbey on night and I happened to be there so... yeah! Anyway there's Spashley love soon to come so bear with me ;)