DON'T IGNORE THIS BECAUSE I DO WHEN I READ FANFICS SO I KNOW YOU WILL TOO. Okay guys before I start this story if youre actually reading this please review so I get the hint to continue… you know? Haha love you guys

Tobys (pov)

8 years later, were I still have a crush on the beautiful Spencer Hastings. We are best friends and the thing is

I want to be so much more.

I want to be able to hold her hand...

and kiss her neck...

and play with her hair...

but I can't.

She goes for guys that are in a league that I'm obviously not a part of, her league. Oh and we're best friends, I'm beyond friend zoned. I have known Spencer for years, her parents included, and I could never fit the standards. So until the day I build up the courage to tell her how much she means to me I write inside an old copy of the book "A Walk To Remember" with stapled in notebook pages. I flip through the pages and stop when I see the picture I put of Spencer and I, it was taken just a bit above our torsos I had my hands wrapped around her waist while she poked my chest. I smiled at the memory. I flip again and see the notes we used to write each other when we were your younger, back then I was so straightforward. I read a couple lines and most of it consists of

You're beuutifull

You're sweat

You're amwazing.

I was 8 so I have to give myself some credit for trying. Then I hear a knock on my door and I go to open it when I see a face a I know all too well.

There she is, and as always

She's beautiful.

"Hey babe" she says. "I didn't know you were coming over today." I said. She frowned, all the happiness in her face washed away, "Do you not want me to be here?" She said in a quiet voice. "Spencer, are you crazy? You know you're welcome here any time, c'mon lets go make breakfast."

After eating the pancakes we made I manned up.

"Hey Spence."

"What Tobes?"

" Want to go to a movie tomorrow?"

" Of course Toby."

I smiled, this was going to be perfect.