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    Not The Type 2: Established – (Chapter: chapter 6)

    “Have you guys said more than two words to each other?” Brooke asks as she takes the seat next to me.

    I’m currently sitting at Paris bedside. She’s still at the hospital, the doctors just want to keep her here to observe and make sure she doesn’t have a concussion.

    When I got off of my plane I was informed that she was alright just had a little bump on the head. I was lead to think otherwise when Spencer was screaming in my ear telling me to come home. But then again she is a mother; her baby was hurt so her emotions were on over load.

    “Well…” I glance at Brooke.

    “Oh…I mean besides about Paris.”

    “No.” I sigh and rest back into my seat. “She let me hold her though. So…I guess we’re okay. I don’t know.”

    “You guys are too in love not to be okay.” Brooke hands me a bag of chips and stands. “Plus…you don’t even know what you’re fighting for.” She chuckles and binds down to give Paris a kiss on the cheek before leaving with a promise to call me when she makes it home. After about fifteen minutes Spencer comes into the room and sits on the opposite side of the bed. We just stare at each other.

    “I’m…” She clears her throat. “I’m not mad at you…” She gives me little smile, “…about this anyway.”

    “I would hope not.” I glance at Paris before turning my attention back to Spencer.

    “I was just scared and…and…I don’t know, Ash.” She says and sits back in her chair. Before I know it she has silent tears coming down her face. “You weren’t there and I freaked.”

    “Baby…” I start making my way to her. “Hey…its okay. She’s okay.” I pull Spencer out of her chair and into my arms.

    “I’m sorry I yelled at you.” She says resting her head on my shoulder.

    “It’s okay.”

    “I’m tired.” I don’t say anything as I lead her over to the little couch in the room and sit down. Spencer lies down with her head and my lap and the rest of her body across the couch.  Before I know it, I’m off to sleep as well.

     

     

    “Mom I know…” I say into the phone.  Spencer and I have just got home from the hospital. Sydney is still with Spencer parents while we get settled in at home.  Spencer is upstairs with Paris giving her the little medicine the doctor prescribed for pain.

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    1. hey! so i hardly come n here cuz its been abandoned. and yes im part of that lol but still. anywaysss. i dont have a live journal. do love fanfic.net tho and have that. :) you can pm me here if you want! im kinda in the same boat lol was super busy and life was…life. then all of a sudden im on here with no friends all over again :( pm me! loved the story, had to go back and get a refreasher but loved it :) keep writting!! :)

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