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    this song is not for you lovers – (Chapter: he’s waiting for me)

      The first swig burned going down making me cough, blinking I remember one of the times you and I swiped some.  You, after only having half a bottle, were drunk off your ass, you came and plunked yourself on the couch next to me “Joy to the worllld! All the buoys and girls” you sang, very badly.   I laughed and you said “that’s why you’re the singer”.  This was before you and Aiden got together, before all this shit.  I still remember the smell of rum on your breath as you leaned in to “whisper” something to me. “Psst.  Ashley,” you whispered, although we were the only two in the room, and sitting right next to each other.   I looked over and you grabbed my face which caused my lips to pooch out like a fish.  “It’s going to be us forever right?” You asked while trying to focus your eyes on mine.  “If that’s what you want. You know I’m down.” I replied my face still squished and throwing deuces causing you to giggle. “Good, it’s a plan.  Ashley and Spencer ultimate dynamic duo!”  You yelled still holding my face, I didn’t expect for you to do what you did.  I hope it was during a brief sober moment, but you kissed me on my pooched out lips before bouncing away into the kitchen.

     I don’t think I’ll ever forget that night. It was just so fun and innocent.  Those times were ruined now, how would I ever be able to face you? Do you even want to see me again? 

    I’m confused, you said you loved me, but I think you meant to say him.  Yeah, that must be it.  I just heard wrong.  It still hurts though.  Each swallow is burning less and the pain is getting washed away with it.  I crawled over to the coffee table and proceeded to flip through a picture book most of which were of us.  There’s one of us holding up margaritas (virgin, for your mother’s sake), our arms looped try to be suave.

     I think back to those times, a tipsy smile on my face “Cheers Spencer.”

    “Cheers Spencer.”

     SPENCER’S POV

     “Hey babe.” Aiden greets me as I let him in the house, pulling me into a hug.  I didn’t hug him back, just stood there letting him squeeze the life out of me with his massive arms before shrugging him off and holding myself.  I wondered what you were doing, if you were okay.  “I missed you.” Aiden said bringing me back to reality, he took my hand in his and led me to the couch.  I don’t know if I was ashamed of what I did with you, or if I was just scared he wanted a recap of last night, but I didn’t feel right being that close to him.  All I could do was smile, not completely sure what to say. 

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    1. GOOD! yes, thats what youve got to do, spence… do the things that are best for yourself. if he’s so sweet and understanding then he’ll get why you chose ash! :D

    2. GOOD! yes, thats what youve got to do, spence… do the things that are best for yourself. if he’s so sweet and understanding then he’ll get why you chose ash! :D

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