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    Songs for Spashley – (Chapter: Lips of An Angel – Hinder)

    Story written on July 5, 2009 by bduefbfsy.
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    Story Shortlink: https://mail.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=20720
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    I SWEAR I’LL GET BACK TO THE DEAL!!!
    A bit of fluff that ends with a bit of sadness. and okay. so it’s not NC-17. but still read it please!

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    Honey why you calling me so late?

     

    Spencer swore to herself, who the fuck was calling her at 3 in the morning.  Whoever this is better have a good excuse she was having an Ashley dream.  Carefully untangling herself from the body next to her picking up her cell phone on the way the blonde stumbled out of the room.  Grabbing her robe in the process and swinging it on.  Silencing the ringing hoping she hadn’t awaken the figure lying in the bed.  She looked down her eyes squinting still from sleep.  But her frown slowly smoothed out into a smile when she saw who the caller was.

    Flipping the phone she held it close to her ear and curled up in the arm chair in the living room smiling like a gossipy girl.

    “Hey Ash.  What’s up.  It’s 3 in the morning!!”

    She giggled and smiled happily when hearing the angelic voice.

    “Sorry babe did I wake you?”


    It’s kinda hard to talk right now.

     

    “Yeah but it’s okay,” Spencer whispered quietly peeking into the bedroom.  “Good thing Jonica’s a heavy sleeper.”

    She couldn’t help but smile to herself at the light growl she heard on the other end at the mention of the name of her current girlfriend.


    Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?

     

    “Yeah, real great.”  Spencer could sense the sarcasm.  A part of her knew that Ashley wished she would tell Jonica about them.  But she couldn’t bear to simply hand her heart over to the brunette again.  It hurt too much when she broke it.  It was then that Spencer realized Ashley’s tone.  After so many midnight calls she knew Ashley’s talks.  The way her voice sounded when she smiled, before she giggled, when she was angry, resentful, and worse the way her voice trembled when Ashley was crying.

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    3. it’s amazing how that song can be such an inspiration, hell it inspired me! anyway this was amazing! you could so pull off a few more parts to this and make it into a story! I think you should =) but anyway fabulous none the less!

    4. I really liked this, despite the fact that it made me like, ridic said. But you should def keep writing, whether it be random or use another song to continue this story. But don’t forget about the deal! pms!

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