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    Savin Me From Me – (Chapter: Shit Hits The Fan pt.1)

    “Um… I… uh” Ashley stutters out. Jazz giggles a little.

    “It’s okay. You don’t have to answer that. I guess I just want our relationship, as weird as it is to be more than sex. Though I have a feeling it’s gonna stop really soon.” Ashley chuckles a little at that instead of freaking out. ‘This day has been so carzy. There’s nothing that can freak me out by now.’

    “I guess you’re right. You know, you’re pretty observant ain’t ya?” Jazz just nods her head, giggling.

    “I can do friends. I never realized how much we had in common.” Ashley says seriously, looking Jazz in her green/hazel eyes.

    “Yeah, I know.” Jazz says back.

    Pulling out of Jazz’s grasp around her waist, Ashley opens the door for Jazz, then goes around to the driver’s side and gets in.

    “Well,” Ashley says feeling a little better, “If we’re gonna be friends, I say we go to my house and do, I don’t know, friend stuff.” Jazz just shakes her head at Ashley with a smile on her face. Ashley pulls away from the club and starts heading to her house. They stop at a red light and Ashley decides to call Spencer.

    ‘Mind as well since tryna keep her off my mind don’t work. I just gotta hear her voice again.’ She takes out her phone and dials her number.

    “Hello?”

    “Hey Spence.”

    “Ash? He…Hey. How are you?”

    “I’m doin’ iight. What you doin’?” Ashley asks with a flirty note in her voice. She hears Spencer giggle on the other line.

    “Wellll… I’m talking to you. I’m really glad you called. I was afraid you would’ve stopped talking to me again.” Ashley can practically see the sadness that would be shown on the blonde’s face and feels the guilt come flying back.

    “I really am sorry Spence.” Ashley says quietly. “But how ‘bout this. Maybe I could take you out to dinner and a movie. You know, just the two of us?”

    The light turns green and Ashley starts to go forward.

    Spencer’s P.O.V.

    “I really am sorry Spence.” I hear her say quietly. I know she’s sorry. I didn’t mean to make her feel bad.

    “But how ‘bout this. Maybe I could take you out to dinner and a movie. You know, just the two of us?” I hear her say. I can’t stop the full blown smile that’s crossing my face when she asks that.

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