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    Don’t Ask Me To Stay – (Chapter: How About A Dance…)

    Putting away the notebook Spencer walks out of her closet and hears someone have a boxing match with her apartment door. At first it scares her but she hears a voice calling her name. “Spencer! Spence, I know you’re in there I saw your car outside. Are you alive? Answer the damn door!” She runs to the door and unlocks it swinging it open and a flushed and panting Ashley.

    “What the hell. Get in here before my neighbors have us evicted. Why are you abusing my fucking door?”

    “Well-I-don’t-know-if-you-noticed-or-not-but-wait” she says still panting, bent over trying to catch her breath from running up the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator that had just headed up as she entered the building.

    With one big sigh she stands upright and collects herself. Then punches Spencer in the arm. “Ow you bitch, what the hell was that for” Spencer grabs hold of her arm and tenses up as Ashley lunges for her but pulls her into a deathly hug this time. “Ok, now I’m just confused. What’s going on with you?”

    “I have been calling you all damn day. Why haven’t you answered? I stopped by your job and even they said they hadn’t seen you since that morning. What’s going on?”

    Spencer turns away from her and goes to sit on the couch. “I just-I don’t know.”

    “Spence, come on I know you better than that.” She says sitting down next to the blonde placing her hand on her cheek to guide her face to look her in the eyes. “What’s really going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

    Spencer moves her hand away and bolts off the couch. “Ashley, don’t. I can’t do this.”

    “Do what? We aren’t doing anything. I was just concerned abou-“ she says staring intently at her best friend.

    “Just stop okay!” Spencer yells cutting her off. “Ashley I care about you so much and it hurts that I have to do this…” she pauses “again.” She turns away from the brunette.

    “No, Spencer, no!” Ashley is on her feet and facing Spencer in a heartbeat. Lifting her chin with her index finger, “look at me Spencer. I’m not gonna let you run away from this again. I lost you once and I won’t do it again, ever. You’re my number one, babe. I will wait forever for you but I won’t let you push me away and I won’t let you run away from whatever this…” she says motioning between the two “is. I love you too much to just let you go.”

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    1. I am planning on doing Ashley’s POV but it might be a minute before it’s done. Don’t fret cuz when I get in the mood to write it only takes me a day to get it out but we will see what I can come up with by weeks end.

    2. I am planning on doing Ashley’s POV but it might be a minute before it’s done. Don’t fret cuz when I get in the mood to write it only takes me a day to get it out but we will see what I can come up with by weeks end.

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