Long Way Home

Chapter 63

May 2018

Spencer finally felt like everything would be okay. Even if Natalia had tried to ruin their lives, more than once, and was probably the worst friend Spencer could ever have, everything was starting to come together the way it was meant to be. She had friends that actually cared for her, and the boy she always loved by her side.

The original plan for the blonde and the boy was to take things slow for a while, but that didn't last long. The amount of feelings the two had shared for each other since they were just kids could finally be let out freely and showered on the other. So maybe they didn't take things as slow as originally said, but it was all in the comfort of the girls home.

Not to mention when you live together, have shared multiple kisses, and have already slept together it's hard to take things slow. They were happy, and that's all that mattered to the two of them for the time being. The end of the month was nearing, and all the couple wanted to do was lay in bed together all day.

"Babe–" Ashton mumbled into the girl's neck, holding her a little closer. "I don't want to get up."

"Aren't you and the guys supposed to go work on some songs?" She whispered, relaxing into him more as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"Just tell them I'm sick and can't get up." He whined, rolling onto his back and staring at the ceiling. "I just want to stay here with you. Make up for lost time."

The blonde laughed quietly, turning on her side to stare at the boy. "I think Calum will know seeing as he lives here too." A quick kiss to his lips, and she was climbing from the bed. "Come on, Luke said he wanted to go to the bar tonight. You can be glued to my side there."

"Yeah yeah." He sighed, sitting up and stretching his arms over his head. "Just the five of us, right?"

"That's what he said." She shrugged, picking up Ashton's shirt from the ground before pulling it over her head. "Something about old times." Picking up the other various items of clothing on the ground, she threw most in the hamper, but tossed her boyfriend a pair of pajama pants she found. "Come on, let's go eat something."

"Whoa– you can't go out there in your underwear."

The boy furrowed his brows, shaking his head. "My shirt and just your underwear is something only I get to see you in."

The girl rolled her eyes and continued towards the door anyways. "It's just Cal, it's like I'm in a bathing suit."

"Yeah, Calum." He nodded, climbing out of bed. "Our friend who had feelings for you at some point."

"Okay okay." The blonde laughed lightly, walking to her dresser and pulling out some pajama shorts, pulling them up her legs. "Now, can we please go eat? I'm hungry."

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After a long day at Michaels to work on some music, the group of five all rode together to the bar. Things felt so normal, even though at times they each realized how normally there would have been six of them. But the sixth member wasn't their friend anymore, it was almost as if she never was in the first place.

"I'll grab the first round." Calum smiled as they walked into the bar, instantly spotting the table they were going to claim.

"No tequila, Calum." Spencer warned as Ashton pulled her, following the rest of the group to the table. "I mean it!"

"No promises!" He called back, smirking as he walked up to the bar, waiting for his turn. The rest of the group took a seat, laughing and joking, watching Calum get handed a tray with far too many shots on it. "I told you I couldn't make promises." he laughed, setting the tray on the table, sending a wink in Spencer's direction. "I'm kidding, no tequila. I promise."