Fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck, fuck! Gah! Spencer you idiot! You just told a girl who has never been in a real relationship in her life that you love her! Ashley Davies does not fall in love with people! Least of all married, stuck-up lawyers…

 

Shit! I stepped out into the cold night air and realized with a shock that not only was it freezing but it was also raining, hard.

 

"Shit!" I screamed, loud, not caring who the hell heard me, "Could this fucking day get any worse?!" I don’t know who I was asking but obviously someone was listening because the rain began to come down harder and a loud boom echoed throughout the night sky.

 

"Oh thanks! Thanks a whole fucking lot! I appreciate that, really, I do! AHH!" I screamed again and stomped my foot hard, into an unsuspecting puddle. Rain water sprung from the sidewalk and wet me even more, if that was even possible.

 

I was soaked now and found that I had begun to tremble. I wrapped my arms tight around my body and begin to cry. It dosen’t really make a difference physically because I’m already wet to the bone, but emotionally it felt good. I hadn’t cried in years. Not since my mother had abandoned me when she found out I was gay. Now, the tears wouldn’t stop flowing and it felt amazing.

 

The feeling of comfort increased when I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist clutching me to their dry body. I didn’t resist, didn’t know if I would have had the strength to, instead I leaned into the embrace and continued to sob. After what felt like hours, but was probably only moments, the comforting arms spun me around so that i could face their owners.

 

Brown eyes bore into mine. The eyeliner and mascara was running down her face but even then Ashley was gorgeous. I must not have looked much better. Ashley brought up a hand and wiped a tear, or maybe it was  a raindrop, from my eye.

 

"As-Ashley…" my voice cracked probably from the crying but the brunette brought up a finger to my lips silencing me.

 

"Spencer…please don’t… I need to say something… You, you’re married Spencer and…" my head hung in shame as the guilt flooded my system. Kyla. That’s right Kyla my…my wife. I was lying to her, and breaking the promise that I had made to her in our wedding vows. Ashley must have noticed my change in mood and so she lifted my head and looked into my eyes, "but I don’t care…because…because Spencer, I…I love you, and you are right that shouldn’t matter, and it dosen’t…" she took a deep breath.

 

You are my world, baby

No one can stop us baby

You are all that matters to me

You make my day baby

In everyway baby

 

And I will always love you… 

 

When she had finsihed I couldn’t help but laugh. It was all too perfect. I loved her and she loved me, it was like a fairytale and I couldn’t help but wonder to myself how long it would last. She gave me a puzzled look at my laughter. I smiled and brought her lips to mine to answer her question and to reassure her that everything was okay. For once everything was going to be okay.

 

"That was beautiful Ashley…did you. Did you write that?"

 

"I did…I wrote that for you, baby…" she chuckled and I knew that that word would never be the same.  I drew her in for another kiss. The rain was coming down hard now and my clothing seemed stuck to my body, like a second skin. I could feel every movement that she or I made, it was wonderful. The brunette chuckled into my mouth and I pulled back.

 

"We’re going to catch pnemonia baby…" she chuckled and so did I soon we were in fits of laughter. It was true that I didn’t know how long this was going to last but I was going to enjoy every fucking minute I had.

 

We kissed again. In the rain. Probably catching some sickness or another but I found that I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything other than you…

 

you are my world baby…

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