"Oh my god, Jess." I groan, as I stare at my girlfriend sitting on the couch in front of me.

I walk around to the front and stand in front of the TV, staring her down.

"Babe, what are you doing? I almost had him." Her and her video games.

Suddenly, there was a roaring boom coming from the TV, and Jessica through her head back in frustration, running her fingers through her hair and letting out a long sigh. I'm guessing I caused her "character" to die, but I don't care at this point.

"I've asked you 5 minutes ago if we can leave already, and 5 minutes before that as well." I state, walking over to her and sitting on her lap, wrapping my arms around her neck in the process. I watch her as she bit her lip, looking me up and down.

"I know, babe. Come on, let's go."

She picks me up, and places me on my own two feet, before heading towards the door.

I grab my jacket, purse, phone and keys before following her outside.

Before we go any further, allow me to introduce myself. My name is HOV! H to the O-V. Yeah, no not really. I'm SPENCER. S to the P-E…yeah, just Spencer. Spencer Michelle Carlin, that is. I'm a 21 year old college student, majoring in Psychology. I'm also my mom's assistant at her law firm. I have 2 older sisters, Kalleyn and Taylor, also known as Kallie and Tay. And an older brother by the name of Glen. He's an ass. I was born and raised in Texas to Paula (a lawyer) and Arthur Carlin (a doctor). When I was around 15, I realized I was gay and right around my 16th birthday, I came out to my parents. Dear sweet mother, didn't take it so well, and packed us up and moved us out to California. I didn't really have a problem with it seeing as I've always wanted to live here but that meant leaving the one and only girlfriend I've ever loved; Ashley Jewel Davies. And still to this day, no one has or ever will compare to her. Around my freshman year in college, I am now a junior, I met Jessica Marie Smith. We instantly became friends. About 5 months into our friendship, a drunken me confessed to her that I had feelings for her. I knew she was into girls, but she didn't know that about me. At the time, she had a girlfriend, whom I hated and being the loyal girlfriend that she is, she pushed me away, a lot. Needless to say, we ended up together and things are going well. Only problem is, around the same time that we got together, my ex-girlfriend, Ashley, happened to move to California as well. Something about a job offer at a record company. Somehow we got in touch with one another again, even though we haven't actually seen each other face to face. She's in Los Angeles, I'm in Anaheim. Jessica knows about my past with her, unfortunately, she doesn't know that I'm still madly in love with said ex-girlfriend.

Once in the car, I turned the radio up to a suitable volume and heard Mike Posner's voice erupt throughout the car. "Baby, please don't goooo. If I wake up tomorrow, will you still be he-?" I sang along to the song, before I felt my phone buzzing in my hand. I picked it up and read the IM I received.

MizEnvious: what up sexy?

Surprise, surprise. She always did have the best timing.

JayesGurl: nothing really, heading out.

MizEnvious: oh word, with jess?

Yeah, she knows I'm with someone else. But, so is she. Her new chick's name is Bri. Ugh, I officially hate that name.

JayesGurl: maybe. :)

MizEnvious: lol, yeah, you are. Want me to get back at you later?

JayesGurl: uh, no, it's fine but that's up to you

Just then, Jessica looked over at me, with a questioning eyebrow.

OMG, does she know who I'm talking to?

Sh, don't be obnoxious. Of course she doesn't.

MizEnvious: you said that pretty fast lol but bri's coming over soon, so I might have to be out in a bit.

JayesGurl: alright that's cool.

No, that is not cool. It's so not cool.

MizEnvious: oh shit, I'm guessing 'soon' turned out to be right now. I'll talk to you later.

And just like that she signed off.

I tossed my Blackberry into my purse and laid my head against the window.

"Babe, you okay?"

Oh shit, I forgot about her. Bad girlfriend, I know.

"Yeah, just tired." I lie. And I know she knows I'm lying, she always knows when I'm lying, but she doesn't push it.

I hate this. Not that she can read me like an open book, but the fact that I always get so asdfghjkl after talking to Ashley. It's not fair to Jessica, but I can't help it.

After about ten more minutes, we pull up to Panera Bread and like the gentle lady she is. Muh lady walks around and opens the door for me, taking my hand and walking towards the entrance doors.

YOU. HAVE. GOT. TO. BE. FUCKING. KIDDING. ME.

I stop dead in my tracks

Curly brown hair. Red bangs. Chocolate brown eyes.

And I'd know that smile anywhere.

"I can't go in there." I mumble, my eyes still fixated on the beauty in front of me.

I just can't. It's been 5 years since I've actually seen her. I can't do it.

A few cars began to honk around me.

Maybe I shouldn't be standing in the middle of the parking lot, but as of now, I can't do much else.

I guess the chaos of the cars caught her attention because now her attention is focused towards the scene. The source of the commotion. Me.