Spencer’s POV

I woke up with an arm secured tightly around my waist. I look over to my right to see a peacefully sleeping Ashley. Even thought I have to pee I don’t try to release myself from her. I don’t want to wake her, hell who I’m kidding, I like the feeling of her body pressed up against mine. Anyways with my decision to stay in bed, I let my eyes observer the room, seeing as last night I was too emotional unstable to take in my surroundings. The first thing I notice was the large amount of pictures she has separated out in different area’s in her room. In the pictures I can make out she’s smiling in them. I’ve seen her smile before but not like she is in the pictures, she looks really happy and full of life. I also notice that she doesn’t have that many pictures with her family in them. At least not the one’s I can see from my position on the bed, most are filled with either herself with another person or pictures of other people that look to be our age, I’m assuming their her friends. I wonder why she doesn’t have family pictures everywhere and who exactly the people in the pictures are.

I start to feel her stir next me. She doesn’t open her eyes but rolls over on her back, removing her arm from around me in the process. Being free to move now, I turn so were I’m facing her and prop myself up on my elbow and let my head rest in my hand. She still hasn’t opened her eyes, so I reach over and move a piece of her out of her face leaving my thumb to run up and down her cheek. Her eyes slowly open up and she look’s right at me.

“Hey.” I say smiling.  She just smiles back. “As much as I want to continue this little conversation we got going, I really have to pee.” She rolls her eyes at me saying “hey” and her smiling a conversation. “Think you can show me where the bathroom is located?” She just points to something behind me. I look behind me in see a door, I hadn’t notice before. I look back at her and say thanks before getting out the bed to head into what I’m guessing is the bathroom.