Author's Note: Hope You Enjoy! One-Shot: Chapter 10
One-Shot: Pt. 2 ~ Spencer and Hanna have to deal with their issues after an unplanned rendezvous, but what happens when one of them gets scared and backs out? How will they deal then? And with Caleb in the picture? - Warning: Caleb is portrayed as a jerk in these chapters.
...it was safe to say the ride over to Spencer's barn was very awkward...to say the least.
So at least when they arrived there, the other girls were appointed distractions.
All the girls were sitting in Spencer's living room (after moving all the boxes inside) laughing as Alison and Aria took turns telling Spencer their latest story of the week before, where a certain swimmer got chased by a dog for nearly seven blocks.
"Hahahaha, you should have seen her when she reached my house." Alison grins up at her glowering girlfriend before shifting her attention back to her cross-sister. "I mean, when she first showed up I didn't know what to think...and then I looked behind her."
The four burst into laughter once again.
The swimmer huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. "It was a fiercely, aggressive, violent-"
"Emily! It was a shih tzu!"
That brought on a whole knew round of laughter, and an even harsher glare at them all from the brunette— especially towards a certain blonde...who probably wasn't going to be getting any anytime soon.
"Aww...Em, don't feel too bad." Hanna snorts, reaching over to pat the girl's leg comfortingly. "Spence there fell out of a tree once, running away from a dog." She directs a thumb over to said girl, leaning against the couch she was sat on.
Aria laughs. "Oh, that's right!" She giggles in agreement, and Hanna teases Spencer, who moans in response, sticking her tongue out at the grinning blonde.
Even Alison looks like she's reminiscing a very joyful moment in her life.
Spencer rolls her eyes.
"Wait, wait, wait, you actually fell out of a tree, and all of you know about it, why don't I know about any of this?" Emily cuts in, looking lost.
Alison frowns. "Um...oh!" She snaps. "That must have been the weekend you went out of town to visit your grandparents, ironically."
Aria begins to nod, putting the pieces together. "That's right...you see, Hanna and I were already at Spence's and well, Alison lived right next door so..."
"So, what happened?" The swimmer presses, clearly excited.
Spencer huffs. "I don't condone this-"
"Shhh." Hanna shushes, smirking. "Okay, so firstly, Aria and I came over to Spencer's to study— but after about an hour of 'us distracting her', little miss high maintenance decides to go somewhere else to study...apparently the huge tree outside of her house was an ideal place to do that, Aria?" The blonde ignores the obvious warning stare she was receiving, and passes the story onto her short friend.
"Thank you, Hanna." The brunette was finding this all too amusing. "So, Spencer goes outside, textbook and all, and not two minutes later, Hanna and I hear this ferocious growling and barking...so we go and look out the window."
Hanna giggles. "And there is Spencer, running away like need for speed towards the tree, and she starts clambering up the thing. Her text books and papers are torn to shreds, and there is a huge dog right on her tail."
"Huge dog?" Emily cuts in.
"Yeah, mine wasn't some cute little furry mix breeded puppy." Spencer terminates, butting in, and causes the other brunette to roll her eyes. "I was being chased by a freaking wild American pit-bull. So yes, I fell out of the tree, trying to get away..."
Hanna chuckles. "Yes, and thankfully, the owner showed up before it could take her arm off..." She subconsciously reaches over and runs her hand up and down the brunette's arm.
Spencer blinks rapidly, looking around— no one else seems to notice...well except Emily of course, who gives her a warning stare...
And that's all it takes for the brunette to quickly shoot up from her sitting position on the couch, startling the others. "I just remembered, there's actually er...a couple of other boxes I forgot to get in the back...so I'm jus-"
Emily cuts her off. "Oh, you can't possibly get all of those by yourself."
Spencer waves a frantic hand in the air. "Oh, it's fine. It's only a couple of boxes, all of you don't need to-"
"Not all of us." The brunette shrugs. "Just Hanna."
"..."
Silence.
Now both the blonde and Spencer are glaring the swimmer's way, giving her a warning.
"Why just Hanna, Emily?"
And the swimmer shrugs once more. "Well, she did help the least out of all of us with all of these boxes." She gestures around the room, her gaze shifting over the tall brunette and short blonde with mischief. "What other reason would I have?" She tilts her head, innocently.
...and though the others remain as clueless as usual, a second later Hanna begrudgingly stands up— not that she didn't want to spend more alone time with Spencer, just not on Emily's terms of being pressured into it. She was sorely regretting telling her now.
"After you." Spencer avoids eye contact with her and gestures for her to move in front.
Hanna abides.
And both girls make sure to hit the swimmer on the back of the head on their way out.
...
"Aw! Spence, you were such a cute kid."
Spencer rolls eyes, picking up her last box. "Is that so?"
Hanna glances up from the small square-shaped picture in her hand and stares up at the other girl with an amused, loving, gaze for a moment. "Yes, it is." She tilts her head to the side. "What happened?"
Laying the heavy box down beside the door momentarily, the brunette lays a hand over her heart. "Ouch." She imitates a wince. "You wound me Hanna, how could you?" She uses her monotone voice.
The blonde just giggles, moving closer. "You know I'm just kidding, Spence. You're toats hot..." She drawls flirtatiously...well, before actually realizing what she was doing:
Merely centimeters away from poor Spencer, whose eyes were widened in—what? She couldn't tell. Still though, she knew enough to know that she should be moving, like yesterday.
Hanna slowly and awkwardly moves away, while still in arm's length. "Ahem."
"..."
The blonde continues. "You know I wish we spent more time together when we were younger, maybe things would've been...different." She bites her lip, giving a knowing stare to the brunette.
Spencer swallows."D-Different?" It comes out slightly raspier than usual, her throat suddenly dry.
"Mhm." Hanna murmurs, gaze never leaving her's for a second.
Then abruptly, shes being pulled in by her waist— ultimately colliding with the taller girl's own, stirring many things up inside of her.
A slight moan escapes her parted lips.
"How different?" Whether or not she had heard the blonde's little slip or not, it didn't show.
Spencer was completely under her spell.
Hanna gives a small smile, tracing a lone finger down the brunette's jaw line and leaning in closer. "Well...-"
The door suddenly opens up.
And the two jump apart as quickly as possible.
"Oh!" Aria exclaims from the door way, a startled hand over her chest. "I didn't know that you guys were still in here..." The tiny brunette finally takes note of the two girl's (suspiciously) on almost two different sides of the room, she eyes them with what the both of them suspected was a knowing look. "...so, what were you two doing?"
"Nothing." Comes the immediate and trademark answer from the only blonde in the room. Hanna clears her throat. "Right, Spence?" She nods over to the taller girl.
Spencer wastes no time in nodding back, gearing her attention back to the shorter girl in front of her. "Yep, nope. Nothing at all."
"..." The shorter brunette begins to open her mouth...then slowly closes it back, letting out a simple: "Okay." Before nodding. "Uh actually, Hanna I'm glad I found you— Caleb just called, you guys remember Caleb, don't you?" She gives them both another one of her looks...
Yeah, she definitely knew.
Both Hanna and Spencer exchange awkward stares.
Were they that obvious? Or-
"Wait, why did he call here?" Spencer raises her eyebrows in confusion.
"Uh, he didn't." Aria shakes her head, holding out her own phone. "He called me because Hanna, hasn't been picking up her phone."
This time the brunette's eyebrows raise even higher, looking over at the blonde, who shifts uncomfortably, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Within good reason." She defensively explains herself to the two, rolling her eyes.
Aria's eyes narrow. "And that would be...?"
"He's annoying me, and now I'm avoiding him." The blonde says, as if actually maturely justifying her actions, her eyes flittering around the room.
At this, Spencer looks extremely delighted, and more than slightly amused.
Meanwhile, Aria gives her a disapproving stare. Could you blame her? Her and Spencer had always been the level headed ones of the group— especially the Hasting's.
...It seemed that falling for a certain Hanna Marin had changed a few things.
Aria scoffs when she the other brunette merely shrugs back at her look.
It wasn't like she wasn't happy for them, she just didn't think it was right with Caleb still in the picture.
Hanna clears her throat, the attention placed back on her. "So what exactly did he want?"
The brunette opens her mouth-
"Let me guess; to know where I was, what I was doing, and who I was with?"
There was no answer from the tiny girl— but clearly they didn't need one, the look on her face said it all.
The blonde lets out a disbelieving humorless laugh. "Of course." She pulls her phone out of her back pocket that she had purposefully turned off after the first few vibrates. "I better get going, Spence...er, and Ar." She bites her lip sheepishly, before steadily making her way towards the door, two pairs of eyes following her every move. "Tell the others I said I'll see them later, Bye!"
"Bye!"
"See you, Han!"
And just like, the fashion forward blonde was out the door and gone.
"So." Spencer watches as her tiny friend turns on her, arms crossed in a clear 'you've got some explaining to do' fashion. "You and Han, huh?"
...
[ That Night ] - [ Spencer's Barn ]
Pretty mind, silk thoughts
Start a fire when you turn the lights off
Oh my, my God
When he made you, he did a fine job
It was around 6:45 when the celebration started and it was currently 9:30, the girls were still celebrating. There were drinks being passed around, music playing, food, laughs, and just...plain enjoyment.
Spencer couldn't have asked for anything better to come home to...
Well...
"Hey, Spence!"
Except that.
Late nights, doing what I wanna do
I got sleep eyes; I woke up like this
Feelin' like, aw shit, throw some bacon on it
One thing I love more than being with you
The brunette turns around smiling, and slightly stumbling...yep, she'd been drinking ( courtesy of the other's 'persuasion' ).
From across the room, Hanna raises her eyebrows in amusement. "Do you wanna start a game up of darts!?" She shouts over the loud music, gesturing towards the large board hanging against the far side wall— Alison and Aria beside it.
Sizzling, white hot
Give me that sugar with the sweet talk
You're perfect, but I'm not
So how do we end up in the worst spot?
Spencer thinks for minute...well as much as a slightly more than drunk mind could. "Um..." She furrows her eyebrows, before visibly making up her mind, shrugging. "Okay!" She nods and stumbles slowly over to them.
Meanwhile...
"Em." The blonde catches her best friends arm as she begins to walk passed her. "How many has she had?" She gazes over at the slightly nerdy girl stumbling over to them in concern.
Shifting her own gaze over to the brunette, the swimmer scoffs. "Almost one." She chuckles— catching the tall girl as she nearly bumps into her, re-blancing her on her two feet. "You okay there, Spence?"
"Perfect." The brunette instantly replies...not looking at her.
Hanna flushes.
"Okay. Come on, lightweight." The blonde gladly attaches herself onto the drunk girl's arm, ignoring the looks from her friends around her.
One thing I love more than being with you
And that's no ties, no drama in my life
Yeah I, I woke up like this
Feelin' like, aw sh*t, throw some bacon on it
One thing I love more than being with you-ou-ou-ou
"Let's go get you sobered up so I can beat you in this game fair and square." She begins to lead the all too willing Spencer in the direction of the kitchen when...
"Hanna!"
You have got to be kidding me...
If the music weren't so loud, everyone would have heard the blonde let out a literal growl as she spins around. "What. are you. doing here?" She practically spits at the boy in the doorway, still not letting go of the teetering Spencer.
Behind her, Aria slowly reaches over and turns down the music...
"Girls, maybe we should-"
"What do you mean, what am I doing here? You haven't been answering your phone, again. And you were supposed to be back hours ago. What the h*ll, Hanna!?" The boy steps inside, door harshly slamming shut behind him.
"What? Are you stalking me now, Caleb!?" Hanna can't help but point out, her grip subconsciously tightening around Spencer's arm, who still looks out of it. "Is your own life not interesting enough that you always have to be in my business!" She yells with fiery, this time letting go of the brunette's arm in pursuance of taking many steps forward so that Caleb and her were closer and the girl she was in love with was not in immediate danger of being in the way of her wrath.
Holding one hand over her head like the hangover she was (definitely) going to be having in the morning, Spencer changes position— her gaze flickering over to the couple and then to Caleb, her eyes slightly widening as if she'd just noticed his presence.
"Hey!" The brown haired boy takes another threatening step toward the blonde, pointing a finger at her.
The tall girl frowns, shaking her head and blinking, clearly trying to rid her hazed up brain.
Emily and Aria exchange worried glances.
"You're business is my business! You're my girlfriend...or have you forgotten!"
Hanna raises her eyebrows at that, a humorless smile upon her lips. "Oh no, believe me! You won't let me forget!"
...as soon as the words leave her lips, the blonde knows she can't take them back— and of course she didn't mean for them to come out so harshly, but...she did mean them, and she didn't regret them either.
And for a second, Caleb pauses...for once in one of there many arguments, the boy had no comeback, nothing to say. "..." Though internally, he was almost stunned at the admission. Almost.
"What is that supposed to mean...?" He inquires anyway. He knew what was coming, he knew the truth. Would the blonde actually tell him was the question.
Merely inches away from him, Hanna huffs. "It's means!" She shifts uncomfortably. "It-it means..." The blonde bites her lip, glancing away, before quickly looking back up at him. "It means, I don't want to do this anymore Caleb! All we do is fight! This isn't what a relationship is-"
"Oh, excuses, excuses, Hanna! Just how in the h*ll would you know!" He sneers, glancing to her left side...where Spencer stood, only slightly behind her.
Hanna doesn't even have to look back to know what he's on about, so she doesn't, but she does feel herself getting even more nervous.
"You don't want to be in a relationship with me anymore because of her." He points aggressively at the ex-field hockey player. "...isn't that right?"
Silence.
Looking over all of their faces, Emily looks as nervous as if it were herself that had just been pushed out of the closet...again, Aria looks like she's holding the sympathy for just about everyone besides Caleb in the room, Spencer's face was as unreadable as Hanna's, and Alison was the only one who appeared truly shocked at the acknowledgement (clearly she had been away for too long).
After a long moment of nothing but silence and soft ill-matched music playing in the background, the brown-haired boy takes one last step forward, head tilting condescendingly to the side.
He leans forward, smirking an a*shole of a smirk. "Just as I though-!"
He's cut off by an even quicker slap abruptly struck to the face. A hard one at that, and all four girl's in front of him wince.
Even Alison had to give the blonde credit, that slap was delivered with almost pro-like mastery.
"..."
Caleb's fist clench at his sides, he reaches up to touch his reddened and stinging cheek, then looks back up at the blonde with such a resent-filled look...
It was bone chilling.
Hanna nervously bites her lips again, taking a cautious step backward— in the direction of her friends...where she felt safe...
— then it all happened so fast, like supersonic speed right in front of her eyes.
Caleb's hand raises...
She takes another quick step back...
And then Spencer's across the room, standing right in the middle of them.
She catches the boys hand in her own and narrows her eyes lethally.
In that moment, the whole room seems frozen. But it was clear to just about anyone that the taller girl was beyond pissed and definitely not tipsy anymore.
She leans forward, her body tense, yet her voice calm— too calm. The girls knew that tone of voice, it was Spencer's 'I could decapitate and neuter you at the same time with a smile on my face' smile. Now, that was bone chilling in itself.
"Don't. Do not touch her." The brunette warns, literally shaking.
Emily, Alison, and Aria exchange wary glances.
Hanna's still too startled to have any sort of reaction besides her fearful and slightly dumbstruck expression.
Caleb quickly snatches his hand away, recovering from his own astonishment, and glares. "Don't tell me what to-"
"You touch her, and I'll kill you." The brunette 'calmly' jeers again, cutting him off with not so much as a hesitant pause and with so much conviction— the other girls and begrudgingly, even Caleb thought it could actually be true.
And though no matter how morbid, Hanna couldn't help but feel a warmth spread inside her chest, not primarily at the threat, but at the girl defending her.
...once more Caleb's left speechless and glaring.
For a while the two just stand glaring at one another...how the room hadn't already gone up into tension overload, Aria wouldn't know...
And for a second she thought that maybe, just maybe this whole thing wouldn't turn any uglier.
...but then, the boy decides to open up his stupid mouth. "You know what?" He spreads his arms wide. "You can have her..." He leans forward as if they were sharing a secret. "Just remember; once a b*tch, always a b*tch-!"
The dark-haired boy doesn't see it coming— and this time Spencer lunges for him, socking him in the face, just in time before Emily and Alison is behind her, holding her back.
Somehow, the action seemed to draw Hanna out of her previous astonishment like a counteract on her current astonishment— and she quickly runs over.
"Let her go."
Emily and Alison look from the struggling girl to the blonde like she was nuts. "What?" They incredulously question her sanity in unison.
"Let. Her. Go." The blonde repeats firmly at the same time long limbs go still against the two girl's. "She's fine." She adds after a second, looking at the brunette who breaths in deeply, avoiding her gaze.
"You b*tch! You'll pay for this! All of you!" Caleb suddenly screams, holding a hand to his eye.
The shouting had caused the hairs to stick up on the blonde's arm, having almost forgotten he was even there, and having half a mind to go 'yada yada yada we've heard that one before'. If they could deal with 'A', they could certainly deal with a possessive ex-boyfriend.
Instead, she takes a breath and turns around to look him straight in the eye. "It's over, Caleb." She declares once and for all, much to the boy's surprise.
"Wh-"
Without a word, Hanna purses her lips and turns her back to him. "Em, please show Caleb out, and make sure he actually leaves." She requests with authority, not once taking her eyes off of the tall girl in front her.
There was pause.
And then Emily gives a small nod, before both her and the blonde beside her let go of the brunette and she walks over to the boy, who with one last look at them all storms off in a rush of fury.
The swimmer rolls her eyes and follows to (as Hanna had requested) make sure he actually left the premises. Had it been any other time she would have argued why she had to be the one to play bodyguard, but...well, the blonde seemed a little preoccupied at that moment— her gaze drifts to the side and then back out to her desired destination.
Those two...She shakes her head as she steps outside into the cool air.
[ Meanwhile ]
"Spence..." Hanna motions for the other two to step back as she pulls the brunette to her by the arm and sits her down on a small nearby stool. "Chill." She tries to get the girl to finally look her in the eyes, placing her hands on her shoulders. "Look at me, Spencer." She demands firmly, while placing the brunette's hands along her sides. She leans down. "Feel me." She whispers softly into the girl's ear, this time smiling a little when that gets a reaction out of her.
Spencer shaking slightly.
"He's gone, car pulled out of the driveway a second ago." A voice suddenly interrupts from the doorway, causing the brunette's arms to tighten protectively around the blonde.
"No. Hey, it's just Emily." Hanna immediately terminates, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to her head. "Come on, we need to talk." She steps out of their embrace and takes the tall girl's hand in her own. "We'll be back." She half-heartedly gives an explanation to the rest of her friend's before she was out the door in flurry, dragging a still nonplussed Spencer behind her.
"..."
Once again the girl's are left on their lonesome to exchange knowing, yet bewildered glances with each other.
It was true that all them had become very protective of one another after the whole 'A' fiasco...but Spencer and Hanna's relationship had went to a whole new level with their protectiveness of each other.
Hint, hint. Alison thinks, a little bittersweet she seemed to have been the last to know about this little development. Her and Emily were definitely going to be having words later, she gives said brunette a sidelong glance.
The swimmer oblivious looks at her with her eyebrows raised.
"What?"
Aria hides a small smile behind her hands, simultaneously crossing her fingers and silently wishing all of her best friends good luck tonight.
...
[ Outside ] - [ Same Time ]
Hanna stands in front of the taller girl, an almost confused look on her features.
After a minute of silence, she gives up on the brunette opening her mouth to speak first or even to look up at her. "Okay, Spencer..." She starts slow."What in the h*ll was-"
"Are you mad?"
The blonde's eyebrows crease. Not expecting that of all things. "What?"
"Are you?" Spencer shifts her gaze up from the ground to look into the girl's eyes tentatively. "Are you...angry at me for punching Caleb and telling him off?" Her voice is unwavering and almost void of any emotion...but her eyes said otherwise.
Hanna sighs, tensing less.
"No." She waves a hand, stepping up to be closer to the taller girl. "No, of course not Spence...you know, actually I should be thanking you for that. What you did in there...that was very sweet." She smiles assuringly, placing a hand on the brunette's arm.
Spencer smiles a small smile back, nodding.
And then a sly grin graces itself upon the blonde's face. "...and for lack of a better word...very hot."
"..."
Spencer takes a step back.
Hanna bites her lip, cursing her internal herself for thinking that was a good thing to say at that moment. "Um, I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have..." The blonde shakes her head, looking down at the ground sheepishly. "It wasn't appropriate-"
"No, um." Spencer hastily takes a step forward, closing the distance she had previously put between them. "Thanks actually..." She trails off, realizing the shorter girl still wouldn't look up at her. "Hey, believe it or not, it's very rare that someone calls Spencer Hastings 'hot' for punching some guy in the face." She tries to lighten the mood, snickering at her own joke. "I'll take it when I can get it."
She ultimately succeeds, as the blonde finally breaks, giggling — like music to Spencer's ears.
"Oh yes, that Spencer Hastings is a real rebel. I don't know how her friends deal with her." She finally looks back up with not only a amused, but a loving gleam in her eye...
"Hey, now." The brunette warns, pointing a finger her way with a smile.
Hanna also smirks— before clearing her throat and sighing. "Okay, so...that just happened in there...I'm still a little shocked but..."
"But?"
Spencer raises her eyebrows as the blonde suddenly looks at her, lost.
"Spence..." She wrings her hands together. "I-I just broke up with Caleb. We've been together for what still seems like a long time and I don't...I don't know what to-"
"Hanna." The brunette gently places her hand on her friend's shoulders. "Hanna, just answer me this...what do you want?" She inquires softly.
"What...do I want?" The blonde feels her heart begin to race, fiddling with her nails. "You mean-I just..." She begins to feel worked up. "I-I don't think I can continue on with all the arguing and the yelling, and-and-and-"
"Woah, woah." Spencer soothes, her thumbs brushing gently against the blonde's sleeves. "Hanna, listen." She uses one hand to tilt the girl's chin up to look up at her. "I would get on my knees and bare my frickin' soul to you right here and now if you want me to. I would do anything for you, babe, because I love you with all of my heart— I'm sure of that..." She pauses for a second to bite her lip, softly wiping a stray tear that had cascaded silently down the blonde's cheek. "You said you loved me, so now I'm asking you...are you, sure of that?"
The brunette puts it all on the line in that moment, her heart figuratively placed in the other girl's delicate hands— just waiting for her to crush it...or hold it close, protecting it.
Hanna doesn't know what to say. She blinks once, and then closes her eyes. "I..." She shakes her head from side to side— all of it washing over her at once, like a cold bucket of water.
She gasps and her eyes snap open to see Spencer gazing down at her like she herself, was waiting for the last piece to click into place for the blonde.
"Yes."
And the brunette feels her heart stop. "Y-Yes?"
The blonde nods hastily, and then whirls into the taller girl like a whirlwind. "Yes!" She shouts excitedly, pulling slightly away to look the brunette in the eye. "Of course, it's all so...so clear, Spence! You're the love of my life, how in the h*ll could I not see this? I love you!" Her smile could have blindsided all of Rosewood. "And I absolutely love it when you call me 'babe' by the way."
"..." It only takes a seconds for Spencer to return the tight embrace, slowly wrapping her own two arms around the shorter girl. "Y-you do? You mean that?" Her eyebrows crease as she looks down at her. "That's what you want...you want me?"
Biting her lip only seemed to dim the blonde's loving expression— just barely. "I choose you, Spence." She moves in closer. "And there is nothing you can do about it, only you Spencer." She smiles, lightly tracing the brunette's bottom lip before gazing back up into her eyes. "Only you...mmm." Her last words are swallowed by the taller girl, who captures her lips with an intense passion.
Moving her lips against the blonde's, Spencer feels her heart deflate and start to rise again. "Thank god." She chuckles, a single tear escaping her own eye. "I love you too." She murmurs, groaning when Hanna nips at her lip and proceeds to slip her tongue into her mouth.
She feels the blonde smile against her lips.
"You better." Hanna pulls away and shoots the brunette a wink when she opens her eyes slowly, a slight dazed expression.
"Don't worry, trust there will be plenty of time for that later— amongst other things, though we've already been down that road..."
Spencer's hands subconsciously tighten around the blonde's mid section, tensing. "Uh...yeah."
"Oh, hey." Hanna's hands caresses the sides of the brunette's face. "No rush, Spence." She declares with sincerity.
"No, I know." The taller girl immediately dispels. "It wasn't...that." She finishes awkwardly, giving the blonde a knowing look.
After a second the blonde gives an 'O' expression. "Well-" She leans in, merely brushing her lips against the brunette's own. "You weren't too bad yourself." She pulls away.
Spencer's eyebrows raise. "Really?" She sounds truly surprised.
Hanna hums, corner of lips turning up. "In fact, I'd say you were...exceptional. Hundred and ten percent as always."
Slowly nodding, Spencer feels a familiar tingle in her chest— like she's just won a competition. "...so I was like, the best you ever had?" She tries desperately to keep her face as neutral as possible...but Hanna isn't fooled for a second.
She takes a step out of the brunette's embrace and rolls her eyes.
Oh brother...
"One of the bests." She teases, crossing her arms— and seeing the taller girl's barely disguised frown, she almost grins in amusement but stills her composure at the last minute.
"What? So not thee best?" Spencer purses her lips, eyebrows creased as if truly bewildered. "...guess I'll just have to do better next time."
"..."
Hanna clears her throat. "Next time?"
"Uh..." Dark eyes widen almost comically, and the tall girl flushes. "I-uh-I-I-"
...Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you
I drink too much and that's an issue but I'm okay
Hanna laughs whole heartedly, leaning over and pecking the stammering Spencer's lips briefly. "I love you." She laces their fingers together before taking back off towards the barn, dragging the dazed brunette behind her. "Now, come on. I love this song."
...
[ Back Inside ]
"Spence you have to dance with me." The blonde pays no attention to her confused friends faces and pulls a reluctant Spencer onto the middle of the floor. Already having officiated it as their dance floor of the evening.
Spencer laughs slightly as she steps closer to the shorter girl. "You know I'm beginning to see a pattern here." She too catches the eye of her friends, lingering in the background, and shrugs as the blonde momentarily moves away from her to turn the speakers up.
I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke down car
And four years, no calls
Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar
"Don't look so scared, Spence."
"Han, you know I have like, absolutely no rhythm right?" Nonetheless, Spencer takes the hand outstretched for her.
And I can't stop
No, I can't stop
Hanna pulls the brunette closer, giggling. "Sadly yes, but it's easy Spence, I promise— just do what I do." She begins to move them from side to side, forward and back.
So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
But this time it's Spencer's turn to laugh. "Ha, yeah. I've seen your dancing too lady." She points out.
Meanwhile, Hanna takes the brunette's joking as serious and frowns. "Ugh...fine." She goes to pull away— but the taller girl instantly pulls her back to her front.
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of the mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
"Hey, when I told you I would do anything for you, I meant it...even if it means a loving dance, that's severally lacking rhythm between two lovers." She holds her free hand out, grinning at the now smiling blonde. "I say, lets do it."
Hanna beams, a twinkle in her eye as her hand comes down into the brunette's own— replacing it with her left hand and placing the right along her side. "Now, let's do it." She giggles, and after a lighthearted roll of her eyes Spencer begins to slowly move them.
We ain't ever getting older...
Distantly hearing their best friends practically cooing in the background, Hanna shakes her head— they really were their biggest weirdo fans.
We ain't ever getting older...
"Nervous?" She questions after minute or two, and thinks she literally almost feels the brunette's whole body rumble against her own.
"Ha, er...I'll get back to you on that."
The blonde lifts her head and places a long, soothing kiss to the brunette's lips. "Well, in the mean time..."
No, we ain't ever getting older.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Songs: "Into You" By Ariana Grande, "Bacon" By Nick Jonas, and "Closer" By The Chainsmokers (Just Because)