Ashley’s POV

     I’m here at Chelsea’s art studio, nervous and scared as hell. I’ve been pacing back and forth wondering if Spencer will even show up. What if she doesn’t show up. What if she never want’s to talk to me again. Oh man this feeling sucks, it was never suppose to be this way.

     "Hey I’m going to go now okay…" Chelsea said putting a hand on my shoulder.

     "Okay Chelsea, thanks again for letting me come here.." I said softly.

     "It’s no problem, you need to talk to Spencer anyways…you look terrible Ash." She told me.

     "I’ve been terrible…nothings the same anymore." I said staring down at the cold hard floor beneath my feet.

     "I understand, Well I’ll leave you alone now, and make me proud…get our girl back, I miss seeing you two happy." She said smiling. I just gave her the best smile I could give, which I know wasn’t much but she accepted it before leaving her studio. I sighed sitting down in a chair looking around at all of Chelsea art work. I saw a clock on the wall, 8:25. Only a few more minutes to go. I hope she shows up. I need her back, I want us back.

     After a few more mintues a heard the front down to the studio shut and somone walk in. I stood up quickly and walked towards the door to make out who it was. There she was. The beautiful blue eyed angel. God she looked even more beautiful then before.

     "Hey." I said softly as I approched her.

     "Hi.." She replied back, she looked at me like she didn’t know what to say, but she didn’t need to, it was me who had to say everything. I felt weak, I had so much to say to her that I didn’t even know where to start. My heart was racing uncontrolibly as my words spoke instantly.

     "Look Spencer…I…I’m sorry, If I could take back everything from that night I would, in a heart beat…I miss you Spence, I never wanted to hurt you and you know that." I managed to blurt out softly. I moved a little closer to her.

     "Yeah, well you did Ash." She said folding her arms, looking down at the gorund. Ash. I missed hearing her shorten my name, she’s the only person I loved hearing say my name like that. When everyone else says it, it seems weird, but when she says it, I feel my heart get warmer, just when she says my name, call me insane but this girl does things what no one else can. I stepped closer to and lifted her chin up to look at me. I was expecting her to slap my hand away, or to jerk her head back, but she didn’t, she just looked me in the eyes and searched them.