Chapter 8

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I woke up with a slight headache. The sun was poking through the windows from the L.A. sky. I looked at the clock. It was a little after 1 pm. There was a note next to the clock and I reached over to grab it, trying not to disturb Ashley.

Whenever you sleepyheads decide to wake up, check out of the hotel room and come to Andy's house. If you're not up by 3 I'm coming to get you! 

-CC

P.S. I had a dream I was singing Wannabe by the Spice Girls. It was a weird night, haha! 

I tried hard to hold back my laughter. CC's so weird. I decided to get up and get ready. I tried to slide out of Ashley's arms, but he pulled me back and held me tighter. I turned my head back to look at him. His eyes were half open and he smiled sleepily.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked quietly.

"The guys are at Andy's, we gotta get over there." I told him.

"I don't wanna get up. Let's just cuddle all day." He smiled and closed his eyes again, grabbing my arms and wrapping them around his bare torso. 

"As much as I would love to, we have to be out of here by three o'clock, so I'm gonna take a shower." I said.

He held me tighter and wouldn't let go, "You're not going anywhere unless I get to come." he smirked.

"Fine," I rolled my eyes playfully, "Just text CC and tell him we'll be there in a little bit."

He nodded and I went in the bathroom. I turned the water on and stepped in the shower. A few second later I heard Ashley come in. He smirked as he grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to him. He started kissing my neck and I bit my lip trying my best to not moan.

"Ashley-" I breathed out. He ran his fingertips down my sides and held my hips.

"Ashley we need to get ready." I giggled.

"Fine." He smiled. 

After we got out of the shower we got dressed and I did my makeup. Ashley was finishing packing our stuff in the suitcase.

I was wearing this - http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=62781575

"Ready darlin'?" He asked as he finished packing the last suitcase.

"Yep." I replied.

I helped him carry the suitcases out and put them in the car. I was starting to really like Ashley, but I've never been one for serious relationships, and neither has he. Maybe, things will change.

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