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The Sound of Settling – (Chapter: Dance, Dance part 1)
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Ashley’s POV
It’s just Spencer…….Pull yourself together Ash. I repeat this over and over in my head, as we make our way to the bar. Here I am sitting next to my best friend in the world, and my palms are sweating.
I repeat this over and over in my head, as we make our way to the bar. Here I am sitting next to my best friend in the world, and my palms are sweating.
" Ash, are you okay, you look a little flushed." She eyes me suspiciously.
"I’m……I’m good….I mean….I’m fine….Fine" I manage to blubber out.
"I didn’t get to tell you, but you look amazing tonight." She places her hand on top of mine, causing my heart to quicken it’s pace.
"Thanks."
Her hand lingers on mine a while, and I bravely take hold of it and interlock our fingers. I feel her hand stiffen , as her eyes dart to meet mine.
"Is this okay?" I ask alternating my gaze between her and the road. " I’m a little nervous."
Her grip softents, and she begins stroking my hand with her thumb.
"Your nervous." She says surprised. " I’m the one walking into a shit storm."
"Ya, but I’m the one who’s got to meet all your new friends. God knows, what horrible things you’ve been saying about me." I argue.
She lets out a small chuckle, and I’m happy I can put her at ease, before the night begins.
"Thanks for coming, Ash."
We pull up to the parking lot, and I hear her take a deep breath.
"Hey I got you, don’t worry." I say giving her hand a tight squeeze. "You ready."
"Let’s do it."
I give her one last reassuring look before , killing the engine,and exiting the car.
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Spencer’s POV
We pass through security easily. Openning the double doors, we filter into the club. It’s modern and chic. The DJ spins on an elevated platform in the middle of the dancefloor, as bodies sway around him to his hypnotic beats. Like always, the stobe lights flash all around, as fog machines blast off every few minutes. There’s three bars, two bordering the dancefloor, and one in the center of the lounge area. It’s surrounded by private booths, sofas, and cocktail tables. I scope the venue looking for my friends. I turn around glancing back at Ashley, who’s looking around dunbfounded swaying to the beat of the music.
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ooo. this could play out in so many ways.
This is going to be so fucking good. Excuse the french. I love what you’re doing with this
woooow I wonder what Spencers thinking after Ashley said that. I love it so far keep up the great work
THAT WAS A GREAT CHAPTER. I CAN’T WAIT TO READ THE NEXT ONE.
I definitely like what I read….and really hope that the evening ends with them together….we know they belong together :) I loved how Ashley is pretending to be Spencer’s gf for Spencer to save fact infront of her Ex….nice touch :)
looooooooooooved it!!! post more soon pleaseeeeeeee!
ooo. this could play out in so many ways.
This is going to be so fucking good. Excuse the french. I love what you’re doing with this
woooow I wonder what Spencers thinking after Ashley said that. I love it so far keep up the great work
THAT WAS A GREAT CHAPTER. I CAN’T WAIT TO READ THE NEXT ONE.
I definitely like what I read….and really hope that the evening ends with them together….we know they belong together :) I loved how Ashley is pretending to be Spencer’s gf for Spencer to save fact infront of her Ex….nice touch :)
looooooooooooved it!!! post more soon pleaseeeeeeee!
Dam this is goin to get interesting
Dam this is goin to get interesting