Womanizer

As the music starts the crowd starts to cheer. They haven't heard me sing yet though... yeah, they'll stop cheering in a second. I glance over at Ashley and see the borderline terrified look on her face. I smile inwardly, I guess she knows what the song is from the music.

"Superstar. Where you're from how's it going? I know you, gotta clue what you're doing. You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here but I know what you are, what you are baby. Look at you, getting more than just a re-up. Baby you, got all the puppets with their strings up. Fakin' like a good one, but I call 'em like I see 'em, I know what you are. What you are, baby." I finish the first verse and the crowd goes even wilder as I parade around on stage like I've done this before. I don't know where all this confidence is coming from. I look over at my table, Lexy is smiling, Stacy is smirk and waving her hands around and Ashley...well Ashley looks pissed.

"Womanizer, woman, womanizer, you're a womanizer. Oh womanizer, oh you're a womanizer baby. You, you, you are. You, you, you are. Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer baby. Boy don't try to front I know just what what you are. Boy don't try to front I know just just what you are. You, you got me going. You, you're also charming. You, but I can't do it. You, you womanizer." I nod my head as the second verse prepares to start. I feel good right now. Telling Ashley what I want to say without having to direct it straight at her. The look on her face tells me she gets my message though. Loud and clear.

"Daddy-O, you got the swagger of champions. Too bad for you, you just can't find the right companion. I guess when you have one too many it makes it hard. It could be easy, who you are, that's just who you are baby. Lollipop you must mistake me for a sucker. To think that I would be a victim not another. Say it, play it how you wanna. But no way I'm ever gonna fall for you, never you baby." I practically shout the last part. Knowing good and well it's not true. I've already fallen for Ashley and she knows it. But the look she's giving me right now is telling me that my words are hurting her. They're cutting through her, much like seeing her with Lexy all lovey dovey cuts through me. Now I feel bad for my choice of song.

"Womanizer, woman, womanizer, you're a womanizer. Oh womanizer, oh you're a womanizer baby. You, you, you are. You, you, you, are. Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer, womanizer. Boy don't try to front I know just, just what you are. Boy don't try to front I know just what, what you are. Boy don't try to front I know just just what you are. You, you got me going. You, you're also charming. You, but I can't do it. You, you womanizer." The crowd continues to cheer as I slow down to sing the bridge.

"Maybe if we both lived in a different world, it would be all good and maybe I could be your girl. But I can't, cause we don't. Womanizer, woman, womanizer. Oh womanizer, oh you're a womanizer baby. You, you, you are. You, you, you are. Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer baby." I finish, dropping the mic on the table in front of me as the crowd all jump up and erupt into applause. Seriously? I smile as I walk off stage, feeling good and bad about myself at the same time.

"Oh my God, Spencer!" Stacy is the first to greet me as I leave the stage. "That was amazing. I didn't know you could sing like that." She smirks, looking a bit turned on if I'm being honest.

"I can't." I shake my head.

"Bullshit!" She replies, leading me back to our table.

"Wow, Spencer! Channeling our inner Britney Spears aren't we?" Lexy asks, pulling me into a hug.

"It was nothing." I shrug and shake my head at my friends. Ashley's hasn't said anything. She hasn't even looked at me.

"I guess when you have an ex-girlfriend like Carmen it's easy to channel all that energy into a song like that." Lexy half shouts as the next person goes on stage.

"Can we leave?" Ashley suddenly speaks up, turning to Lexy. I look at Stacy who's looking at Ashley with a confused look. I turn back to Ashley and I can see all the pain in her face. I guess I really underestimated the power of song.

"Aw Stacy and I didn't get to sing a song." Lexy pouts, but quickly changes her mood when she sees the look on Ashley's face. "Is everything okay?" She questions her girlfriend, clearly concerned.

"I just... suddenly don't feel well." She tells Lexy.

Stacy narrows her eyes at Ashley. "You okay, Ash?"

"Yeah." Ashley turns to Stacy and says. "Just a stomach ache or something." She waves it off as she stands from the table. She's looking everywhere but at me right now and I don't like it one bit. I maneuver my head to try to make eye contact with her but she turns her back to me. "You ready?" She asks Lexy.

"Yeah." Lex nods.

"Don't let us ruin you guy's date though. Continue on, have a good time." Ashley says, talking directly to Stacy. I clear my throat, hoping she'd at least glance in my direction. I want to tell her with my eyes how sorry I am. How I didn't mean any of it.

"Okay cool, well I hope you feel better." Stacy tells her friend.

"See you at home, Spence." Lexy smirks and gives me a discreet thumbs up before heading out the door with her girlfriend. I sigh internally. Ugh! What did I just do?

"So what do you want to do now?"

"Huh?"

Stacy giggles. Apparently she finds being forgotten cute.

"You want to do another song?"

"God no, let's get the hell outta here."

She erupts in laughter and stands up holding her hand out for me to take. Well I can't decline now she's already taken it before. It'd just be plain rude. And I, Spencer Carlin, am not rude. A possible girlfriend stealer maybe, but rude? Never.

We leave the restaurant and I get a couple of cheers on my way out. People are obviously drunk.

I enter the car realizing that I still don't know where we're going. I let it go and just enjoy the ride as Stacy silently plays music opting for silence instead of conversation. Which I am thankful for because right now I don't think I can hold a conversation.

I'm not even sure if she's having any fun, I feel even worse now. First for hurting Ashley and now I'm practically ignoring Stacy. I'm the worst.

Okay I can at least fix one thing here.

"So where are you whisking me off to?" I ask turning in my seat, slightly leaning against the passenger door but not before making sure it's locked because I really don't feel like falling out of a moving car.

"Whisking? " She quirks a brow at my choice of words.

"Is that not what you're doing? Are you kidnapping me?!"

"Man I almost got away with it without having to put a bag over your head." I chuckle a bit. She's funny. I like her.

"You wouldn't want to hide this face now would you?"

She licks her lips as she takes a look at me, admiring my face. As flattered as I am I really would prefer her to keep her eyes on the road.

After my mini heart attack, she does just that and shakes her head.

"No I most certainly would not."

We maintain idle chatter and it isn't brutal. It's actually nice to not have tension and I almost forget everything that happened with Ashley. I said almost. In the back of my mind I picture her face, how hurt she looked, and how oblivious Lexy is that I just hurt her girlfriend or the reasons she's hurting for that matter. It pains me at how utterly clueless Lexy is. Part of me wishes she'd just figure it out, so I wouldn't have to bottle it all up inside. Maybe if we just get it all out in the open we can move forward. Maybe if I just admit that I have feelings it'll take the power away.

Yeah, no. I'm not believing that either.

But that's too much. That's too much to hope for...too much to want.

So I opt to listen to Stacy and how she's been playing piano since she was five because right now in this moment... She's uncomplicated. And that's exactly what I need.

We pull up to Putting Edge. I chuckle at her choice and she blushes.

"Too cheesy?"

"Not at all, let's do this."

We get out of the car and make our way into the building. When you first go in it's an arcade. The room is almost pitch black while everything is illuminated by neon lights and highlighted with black light. We go up to the counter and get our clubs and golf balls making our way further into the building. It's not too crowded allowing a little bit of intimacy for couples.

The mini golf course is colorful to say the least, as the black light makes everything jump out so much more. There's a forest of different colored trees, an out of place knight, some crazy mushroom things with faces. It looks weird but its glow in the dark mini golf who can hate that?

Do I want intimacy though…this is a first date.

"Okay so are we keeping score because I'm awful." I mean seriously who is actually good at mini golf anyway?

"No we don't have to keep score." She reassures me with a smile.

She sets up the ball and lines up her shot and on the first putt she makes it in. Apparently she's good at mini golf.

My mouth is slightly open in shock as I stare at her. She whips around and smiles brightly at me.

"I hate you." I say easily as I get ready to take my own shot. I point at her with a stern finger. "Don't laugh at me."

She crosses her heart. "I promise, no laughing."

Well after six shots I finally got the stupid ball in the tiny ass hole. I almost had a Happy Gilmore moment, yelling at the ball and its refusal to want to go home. But because of company I held back.

We're at the fourth hole and she's making every shot with one hit and I'm embarrassed to say the least.

After she makes the ball in I look at her with a pout. This is getting pathetic now.

She chuckles and motions for me to turn around.

"So this is why you bought me to mini golf."

She rolls her eyes gently turns me around. I tense a little as she comes up close behind me. Her front presses firmly against my back as she grips my hips.

"Open your stance a little wider." Her voice drops an octave and I'm not sure if it's cause I haven't gotten any in a while, or if I find her a lot more attractive than I've been giving her credit for, but I'm extremely turned on.

Go mini golf.

I do as she says as she snakes her hand from my shoulders and drags them down my arms, stopping them at my wrist.

"Now choke the club a little higher."

"But then it can't breathe." I feel her body shake as she laughs softly. I smile as her face gets closer to mine. Her cheek gently brushes against mine and I quickly like this golf lesson.

"Now just let the club swing like a pendulum, be loose, and hit the ball nice and easy."

These are the sexiest instructions ever!

I do as she says but her she never steps away from our closeness. I hit the ball and it goes in on the first shot.

I would shout in excitement but as I turn my face I see a look in her eyes and I'm stunned as I feel my face moving closer to hers. Apparently I'm hypnotized.

Our lips brush against each other softly at first, my eyes close as she fully captures my lips between hers. The motion slow and deep and I'm pretty sure I whimper a little. I bury my hands in her short hair as she drags her tongue across my bottom lip not forcing the gesture to go any farther. We finish off with a couple of soft pecks and she pulls back slightly looking at me expectantly.

Well damn…

She smiles at the smirk that makes its way across my face.

"So that's why you bought me to mini golf." I say, still a bit stunned. She shrugs and walks away to the next hole.

–

"I had a really amazing time, Stacy. Thank you." I tell her as we pull up to Lexy's apartment.

"Yeah, me too." She smiles and bites the inside of her bottom lip. "We should do it again sometime."

"Definitely." I smile, reaching for the door handle.

"Spencer." She stops me.

"Hmm?" I turn back to her with raised brows.

"Never mind."She shakes her head and smiles. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Stacy." I tell her, leaning over and kissing her cheek. She smiles as I exit the car. I wave at her as she pulls away. I bring my fingers up to my lips, remembering the kiss. Maybe Stacy is just what I needed to get my mind off Ashley. I walk into the house, fully prepared to head straight to bed but suddenly get extremely thirsty.

Call it fate.

Or destiny.

Call it whatever you'd like really.

But there she was, sitting at the kitchen table waiting for me with the saddest look on her face.

"Hey." She greets me, catching me off guard. I didn't think she was speaking to me.

"Hi." I reply just as softly, turning a bit to look up the stairs.

"She's asleep." She says simply, standing up from the table. I mumble out an 'oh' as I walk closer to her.

"Ashley I'm sorry." I start but she raises a hand cutting me off.

"Don't." She shakes her head. "Just don't." She turns and puts her glass of water in the sink.

"So you're mad at me now?" I question as she brushes past me, heading towards the stairs.

"Are you kidding me?" She snaps, turning around to face me.

"You don't get to be angry, Ashley. You don't get to be upset or sad or anything." I shake my head, raising my voice, only a little though, not wanting to wake up my best friend.

"Why the hell not?" She asks, matching my tone. "You don't think this hurts me? That I'm not in pain?" She moves closer to me, causing me to back up towards the sink.

"You should have told me." I tell her, fighting back the tears. "You should have told me from the start that you were in a relationship. This is your fault." I push her back gently as she continues to move forward, making me walk backwards.

"What would that have changed?" She questions.

"Everything!" I shout a little louder. She clenches her jaw, as I continue to fight the urge to cry.

"It wouldn't have changed a damn thing and you know it." She counters.

"You don't know that!" I half yell. "You don't know that." I shake my head and say softly this time. I sigh as she looks at me with those eyes.

"You really feel that way about me? You think I'm a womanizer?" She questions, clearly trying to fight back tears herself. "You think I enjoy this? That I like hurting Lexy? That I like hurting you..." She chokes up when she says the last part.

"No." I interject. "I know that this is-"

"Then why'd you do that? Why'd you sing that song?"

"Because I want you to feel what I feel, Ashley. I want you to-"

"You don't think I know exactly what you're feeling?" She cuts me off. I'm leaning against the sink now, she's in front of me and we're both fighting back our tears. She takes in a sharp breath before continuing. "I sit and think about this all the fucking time. What to do..." She closes her eyes. "I love Lexy and I thought she was gonna be the person I spent the rest of my life with." She pauses, sighing. Her face contorts in pain as the tears finally escape. I hate seeing her cry. My hand immediately shoots up to her cheek too wipe them away. "But then you came along. You came along and now I don't know what I want anymore. I don't how to fix this and it's killing me. It's killing me, Spencer." She gets out through sobs.

I pull her into a hug. "I'm sorry." I whisper. "I know this is hard for you." I tell her as the tears that were threatening to fall finally do. "I didn't mean it. I was just angry." I tell her as she sobs into my shoulder.

"Spencer." She pulls back and says after a moment. I stare into her eyes knowing what she wants to do. What she's asking me without saying a word. I wipe the tears from her cheeks as she wipes mine. "Tell me what you want." She whispers, closing her eyes. I breathe in deeply, taking in her scent. This is all too much right now. Lexy's right upstairs, and could walk in on us at any moment. I close my eyes tightly, wishing that this wasn't all so damn complicated. And now Stacy is in the picture. Another innocent heart that doesn't deserve to be broken.

What do I want? Should I just tell her to leave Lexy? To just choose me?

We both open our eyes at the same time. Her eyes scan my face, dropping down to my lips. I lick them in anticipation. I've wanted nothing more than to kiss her since the moment I met her. Her eyes dance around my face before shifting back and forth between my eyes and lips as her face moves closer to mine. I know this is wrong. I know that I should stop her.

But apparently my brain and my body aren't speaking to each other right now, because I don't stop her.

I'm the one the closes the distance, connecting our lips. We both sigh and melt into each other at how perfect it all feels.

Her hands shoot up to my waist, snaking their way up my arms. I moan at the contact. Her touch is like nothing I've ever felt before. It's like my body was made to be in her embrace. Every part of me feels alive right now.

Exhilarating.

Intoxicating.

She's only touching me in a few places but I can feel her all over.

I grab the back of her head, pulling her impossibly closer as my fingers get lost in her hair. I've wanted this for so long and it feels so amazing.

But then it hits me.

The giant wave of guilt.

I pull away from her, dropping my hands down to my side, shaking my head. I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

Lexy...

Stacy...

Fuck why'd I have to put Stacy in this giant mess pile.

I can't breathe. I need to not be here right now. I can't look at her.

See her.

Want her.

This is so wrong.

I run out of the house, grabbing Lexy's keys from the bowl by the door on my way out. I'll send her a text telling her I took it later. But right now I just need to go. I hear Ashley shout after me, her footsteps behind me.

I vaguely recall telling her to leave me alone.

That I couldn't be around her right now.

But my mind is blank as I get in Lexy's car and drive.

I feel like such an ass.

Now who's the womanizer...

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Song Used- Britney Spears- Womanizer