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    I Could Never Forget About You – (Chapter: Wipe it.)

    We’ve both been quiet, just walking enjoying each other’s company and eating ice cream. I haven’t mentioned Carrie yet, but honestly I don’t think I really want to know about her.

     

    Okay maybe just a little bit.

     

                    “She was…nice.” It’s not the best icebreaker but what the hell.

     

                    “…Yeah.” She says dismissively.

     

                    “So you slept with her?” Okay once again, not the best approach at continuing a conversation, but I really couldn’t hold it in any longer.

     

                    “Huh?” I caught her off guard.

     

                    “Not that I care…just wondering.” Was that convincing enough? Yeah, I don’t think so either. She takes a deep breath before looking at me.

     

                    “Honestly, I don’t remember.” How do you not remember that?

     

                    “Wow.” What else can you say to that?

     

                    “No its not…it’s not that I slept around a lot…I was just probably really drunk that night.” She tries to recover.  I think I should just let this go, because honestly it isn’t my place.

     

                    “Oh…”

     

                    “Yeah…so…how’s your ice cream?” She watches me as she takes a lick at her own.

     

                    “Eh.” Yeah, that’s probably got to be my favorite word.

     

                    “Eh, huh?”

     

                    “Yeah, not the best I’ve had.” I admit, still devouring it of course.

     

                    “Oh? Okay, well how about we put it to good use?” A mischevious smile plays on her lips as she grabs the cone out of my hands.

     

                    “What?”  I ask confused as she just stares at the cone with a smirk.

     

    It takes a while to register, but I know exactly what she’s about to do. As fast as I can I try to skip off in any direction, but before I get the chance—

     

                    “Whoops…sorry?” There’s ice cream all over my face, dripping here and there. This isn’t the first time she’s done this.

     

                    “Oh. My. God.”

     

                    “What? It slipped.” She tries, already backing away from me as I make my way towards her very slowly.

     

                    “Really? On my face?” I quicken my pace and finally pin her up to the railing.

     

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    1. yeah, i guess it wouldnt be a real spashley moment if it wasnt interrupted- but c’mon! spencers ready, ashleys ready, and im sooooo ready for an uninterrupted one! :) pms!!!

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