Okay, Taylor Swift released her new single, "Shake it Off" and I'm in love with it. A lot of people are hating on her, which is kind of ironic since the song is about people hating on her. Anyway, onward and upward!
Song: I'm Only Me When I'm With You
Friday night beneath the stars, in a field behind your yard you and I are painting pictures in the sky.
"Spencer, where are you taking me?" Toby asked with Spencer's hands covering his eyes.
"You'll see." She giggled. She stopped suddenly, making Toby stumble, "One, two, three!" Spencer took her hands away from his eyes. "Happy birthday."
Toby gasped, "Spence, this is amazing! Did you do all of this yourself?" Toby admired the rose garden, there were all different colored roses.
Spencer nodded, "Do you like it?"
"I love it. Almost as much as I love you." He smiled, "I can't wait to call you my wife." He picked up her hand and started playing with the engagement ring he had given to her many moons ago.
"I actually have a picnic made." She admitted, pointing to the middle of the garden, which had perfectly green grass.
After they had eaten dinner, they both laid on the blanket Spencer had set up, and cuddled. Spencer's head was on Toby's chest, and his arms were around her body. "I can see the big dipper." Toby chuckled. "How can you see the bunny?"
"It's a hare, Toby." Spencer corrected.
"Whatever, either way, I wanna do bunny things with you." He replied.
"You're nasty." She giggled.
And sometimes we don't say a thing. Just listen to the crickets sing, everything I need is right here by my side.
"Hurry up, Toby!" Spencer grinned. "We're going to miss the fireworks."
"I'm coming!" He complained, making Spencer giggle. "You're lucky I love you."
"I'm lucky? You're lucky I said yes."
Spencer and Toby had gone to the water front to watch the fireworks. It wasn't close, but nobody really went, and they had the best fireworks.
"I can stay right here forever." Spencer sighed, it wasn't dark enough for the fireworks, and there were about five other people.
"As long as you're with me." Toby agreed. They were laying on a blanket, Toby was laying on his back, while Spencer was laying on her side with her head on Toby's chest and his arm around her.
Spencer smiled just looking at the sunset, it reflected beautifully off the blue water. A comfortable silence fell over them, this tended to happen often, and they were both fine with that.
And I know everything about you, I don't want to live without you.
A knock woke Spencer up from her sleep. Toby had gone out of town for a few weeks for a job in New Hampshire. He was supposed to come back the next week.
Spencer put her hair in a ponytail, and pulled some sweatpants on since she slept in Toby's shirt and spandex.
When she opened the door her mouth spread out in a wide smile. "Toby!"
Toby grinned, wrapping his arms around his waist and holding her tight, while her arms were around his neck. "Hey sweetheart."
"I thought you weren't coming back until next week?" Spencer questioned.
"We got the job done early." Toby told her.
"It's been awful around you. You're never allowed to be gone for a month again." Spencer pouted, as he sat down.
Toby slid Spencer into his lap. "I missed you too. I missed your smile, your touch, your laugh, everything I know about you."
"You're too sweet." Spencer smiled, "I can't wait until I get to marry you."
I'm only up when you're not down. Don't wanna fly when you're still on the ground. It's like no matter what I do.
"Spencer, what's wrong?" Toby asked, although twenty minutes ago he was supposed to leave for a work party, when he came home he found Spencer crying the bathroom.
Spencer was sitting against the back wall with her knees to her chest and her arms around her knees. "Toby, I'm, I'm pregnant."
Toby's eyes widened, they really hadn't talked about kids, and from his understanding, they wanted to at least wait awhile to have them, if any at all.
"It'll be okay Spence." He comforted, taking her spot and pulling her into his lap.
"Toby, we're not even married—"
"But we're engaged, and we're getting married in a week and a half."
Spencer smiled through her tears, "It's so close but so far."
"And I think you'd be an amazing mother." He told her.
"And you'd be an amazing father." Spencer replied, putting her head on his chest.
Toby never made it to his work party that night.
Well you drive me crazy half the time, the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.
"Toby," Spencer whispered, she was about five months into her pregnancy.
"Spencer, it's three in the morning." Toby groaned. Spencer hit him, "What are you craving this time."
"Peanut butter and chocolate." Spencer replied, she grinned when Toby rolled out of bed, "Thank you."
Toby smiled, "No problem."
Toby decided to get other things she had been craving the past few months, peanut butter and chocolate, pineapple juice, marshmallows, marshmallow spread, nutella, and bananas. Oh the bananas, she seemed to go through a bunch in a day.
"She pregnant?" The cashier asked, looking at his groceries.
"Only for four more months." Toby chuckled.
"That's how I felt when my wife was pregnant. But it was worth it when I had my son. Do you know the gender?"
Toby shook his head, "We're waiting for the birth."
"Well, if it helps, these are the things my wife revolted. Especially the bananas."
Toby laughed. "That's the one thing she can't get enough of."
"Well, good luck."
"Thank you." Toby grinned before grabbing the bags and heading out.
Of course when he got back, he found Spencer sound asleep on their bed. Although he couldn't bring himself to care, sleep is what she needed.
Nonetheless, he slipped his shoes and coat off and climbed into bed.
And I'm only me when I'm with you.
"Where's Toby?" Spencer asked, clenching her eyes.
"He's on his way, Spence." Emily told her. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Spencer nodded, holding her breath.
Emily was about to speak when Toby barged in the room, "I'll see ya later Spence." Emily smiled, hurrying out of the room.
"How are you doing?" Toby questioned taking her hand in his.
"It hurts." Spencer told him, "So much."
"Emily said you were fine." Toby replied.
"I lied." Spencer admitted holding her breath again.
"Breathe sweetheart." Toby insisted, Spencer let exhaled and squeezed Toby's hand.
"Good grief." Spencer complained. "It's over, for now at least."
"It'll all be worth it in the end, Spence. We'll have our baby."
Just a small town boy and girl, livin in a crazy world, tryin to figure out what is and isn't true.
"I'll pick up Braden today." Spencer promised, loading their two-year-old into their car and buckling him in.
"Great, and I'm working late. But I'll be home before dinner." Toby reminded Spencer.
Spencer smiled. "That's fine, I was going to get pizza anyway. I don't feel like cooking."
"Okay." Toby agreed getting into the front seat, "I'll see you later. I love you."
"I love you too." Spencer sighed, giving him one last kiss before shutting his door and heading to her own car.
"Mama!" Braden exclaimed, walking to his mother from the arms of his daycare provider.
"Hey Bradey." Spencer grinned, crouching down to pick him up.
The daycare provider grinned, "He was a little cranky today."
"I know, I'm sorry, he didn't get much sleep last night. I think he's coming down with the cold or flu." Spencer explained.
"Well other than that, he was pretty normal."
"Thank you." Spencer smiled, with Braden on her hip and walking out.
Spencer set Braden on high chair while she ordered pizza. "I'm home!" She heard to yell from the door.
He walked into the kitchen and picked their son up from his high chair, "Dada!" Braden squealed throwing his arms up.
Spencer put the phone down and walked over to her two favorite boys, "Pizza will be here in around fifteen minutes."
"Great." Toby smiled, wrapping his free hand around his wife, kissing her forehead. "How are you feeling?"
Spencer shrugged. "Same as the last four weeks."
Toby frowned, "Only eight more months."
"You don't know that. My appointment is tomorrow."
"Spence, it's quite obvious."
"What is that supposed to mean? Are you telling me I'm fat?!" Spencer exclaimed.
"No, I didn't mean it like that." Toby chuckled, holding his wife closer.
And I don't try to hide my tears, the secrets or my deepest fears, through it all nobody gets me like you do.
"I told you." Toby smirked.
"Shut up." Spencer scolded, hitting his chest.
Toby caught her arm and laughed, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know how I can do this! I didn't know I wanted Braden until he was born, and now—" Spencer cried, "I'm not fit to be a mother. I've been to jail, and rehab, and I've been institutionalized!"
"You are a great mother, Spence." Toby promised.
"Yeah, to one child. Would if I end up like my mother? What if I'm too focused on Braden to notice this one?" She exclaimed motioning to her stomach.
"Your mother loves you, and you know that. It only took eighteen years and a divorce for your mother to show that, and I know you'll do great with a second baby." Toby comforted.
Spencer nodded a laid down. Toby put his arm around her and rested his head on hers. "I love you."
"I love you too." Toby replied.
And you know everything about me, you say you can't live without me.
Toby wrapped his arms around Spencer, "God, I'm sorry." He whispered into her neck. "I'm so sorry."
"Just hold me." Spencer cried. "I need you to hold me."
Toby's arms tightened around Spencer's body, although he was careful enough not to squish her baby bump. "I'm so stupid."
Spencer pulled away, "Don't do that. Don't leave me again. I missed you so much, I missed your voice, and your touch, and your everything. And Braden missed you."
"Is he asleep?" Toby asked.
Spencer nodded. "I'm sorry. I should've went after you, but—"
"It's not your fault Spence."
"Yes it is!" She exclaimed. "I knew if I brought it up, you'd get angry and leave, but I did it anyway!"
"Spencer, none of this is your fault, it's your dad, okay? We've always known he hates our relationship, and we both saw it coming that he'd pay me to leave."
"But he didn't have to. You went away anyway." Spencer told him. "I thought you'd never come back, and if you did it'd be with a different wedding ring and a new girl. And, and—"
Toby's heart dropped, had she really thought this? "Spencer," He started sternly, "I will always come back to you. No matter what, and even your father can't change that."
"It's felt like an eternity these past few days." Spencer sighed, resting her head on Toby with her hands around his waist. "I wouldn't know what would happen if you left for good." Spencer told him. "I'd probably die."
I'm only up when you're not down, don't want to fly if you're still on the ground. It's like no matter what I do.
"Toby, you've been with me all week." Spencer groaned. "I give you permission to go!"
"Spencer, you were due six days ago, I'm not going to."
"I feel fine, and I need some alone time."
"Spencer, I'm not going to, I have a feeling you're going to have this baby today anyway."
"You know we know the gender right? Or are you still upset we won't be having two boys?" Spencer teased.
"You know I wanted a girl." Toby defended, laughing. "Just shopping for her."
Spencer gasped in mock shock, "It wasn't that bad. And stop trying to change the subject, you're going."
"Fine." Toby grumbled.
Needless to say, she had the baby that night.
Well you drive me crazy half the time, the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.
"Are you picking Braden and Morgan up today?" Spencer asked, finding something to wear in just a towel.
"No." Toby replied, fixing his tie in the mirror. "I have to work late tonight, I thought you were."
"Toby, I'm going out of town, I told you this." Spencer replied throwing the towel that was once around her body on the bed and slipping her underwear and bra on.
"What time will you be back?" Toby questioned.
"Nine tonight." Spencer told him pulling a dress over her head.
Toby sighed. "I guess I can work something out."
"Thanks Toby." Spencer smiled, kissing his lips. "I have to get going, it's an hour drive."
"Wait, so you're getting home around nine, or getting off at nine."
"I'm getting off at nine."
"So you won't be home until ten?" Toby asked.
"I know, I tried getting out of it, but my boss really wants me there. I really have to go Toby." Spencer insisted. "I love you."
"I love you too." Toby smiled.
And I'm only me, who I wanna be, I'm only me when I'm with you.
Spencer exhaled as she unlocked the door.
"You're home late." Toby raised his eyebrow, he was not happy.
"I don't want to do this right now, Toby." Spencer snapped and looked down at her ruined clothes. He car had broke down miles from the house, in the middle of nowhere, while it was raining.
"I called you twelve times, and it's four in the morning." He told her in a accusatory voice.
"I didn't do anything." Spencer mumbled. "And I dropped my phone in a puddle."
Toby rolled his eyes, and went into their bedroom.
"Great." Spencer mumbled. She took her muddy shoes off and walked into the guest bathroom, turning on the shower.
She snuck into her and Toby's bedroom to get some clothes into sleep in, and tried to sneak back out, "What are you doing?"
"You— I—I just thought—" Spencer stumbled.
"What happened, why are you home so late, early, whatever you want to call it?" Toby asked.
"The car broke down in the middle of nowhere, and it was pouring, and nobody was out so I walked three hours in the pouring rain, but I went the opposite direction, so I had to re-route, and then I dropped my phone in a two-foot puddle of mud, and I didn't want to stick my hand in that so then I turned around and—"
Toby cut her off with a kiss. "Are you okay?"
"I might have gotten the first stage of hypothermia, and have phenomena tomorrow, but other than that, I'm alright." Spencer joked.
"I'm serious." Toby replied.
"I'm cold, and I feel like I'm going to vomit any second now, and I'm super tired."
Toby frowned, "Why do you feel like you're sick?"
"Seven hours in the rain, and no dinner does that to you."
"Are you hungry?"
Spencer shook her head, "I just want to sleep."
Toby nodded and watched as she got under the covers, "Are you cold?"
"A little bit." Spencer yawned, closing her eyes.
Toby got off the bed and got a few more blankets, laying them over her body. She had already fallen asleep in the five minutes it took to get him the blankets.
Toby smiled as he thought about the fact that if he were anyone else, she wouldn't be so open. She would've lied about being hungry and tired and cold. He kissed her forehead before getting back in bed right next to her.
"I love you." He whispered, even though he knew she couldn't hear him.
Sorry it's so drawn out. It's actually eight pages. Heh heh, whoops!
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