A/N: New Chapter! P.S. I know it was asked if Hanna would meet the Hastings in this story and...you'll have to read to find out! Thanks!
Only except Spencer had this thing...a thing she's had since she was at pubescent age, where one minute she was Nancy Drew and James Bond mixed together, and the next— she couldn't catch a clue if she were in a field full of them and the fastest being in the world.
So, Hanna then situates herself where she's sat sideways, fully facing the brunette— and with knees together, the blonde glances between both parks on either side of her viewpoint upon the hill. "Old Spencer." She points to the old one to her right. "New Spencer." She points left.
Spencer's mouth drops opens slightly in realization.
Though before she gets a chance to respond, Hanna let's a smile take over her face and speaks. "What I'm saying is...I know you've been hurt, Spencer, and neglected by the ones that were supposedly your 'family'..." She trails off, watching the teenager try and blink calmly.
The blonde seizes the opportunity, taking the brunette's hands in hers and squeezing again before continuing. "But I...I think I want to show you that there's more to it than that. I wanna show you love..." She instantly blushes, and the teenager's reflects it. "N-not just that, but I want to be apart of mending this-" She uses their hands and places it upon the girl's heart— that was indeed beating rapidly fast all of a sudden.
Hanna beams at her effect.
"I...want to be a big part of your life, like your apart of mine already." The blonde nervously chews her lower lip for a second. "I want you to have someone and for that person to be me." She states confidently, then quickly backtracks. "I mean, us." Spencer's eyebrows raise at the weird stammer. "E-Emily, Samara, Cece, Toby, and Caleb— maybe even Alison, Aria, and Ezra, erm you haven't met them yet. Point is, we could be like your...new family and stuff..."
Having quickly finished, Hanna heaves a soft sigh, then pauses.
Oh god, what if that was too presumptuous. Maybe she doesn't even really like them like that...god, what if it's me? D*mmit, I shouldn't have-
"I-I don't know if that was a proposal or n-not." The teenager raises an amused eyebrow, unknowingly saving the blonde from her downwardly spiraling thoughts. "But I just...w-want to say that I...I-I already kind of feel like you all were my f-family these l-last two weeks."
Hanna blinks. Did she just... "Really?" She let's a grin slowly spread across her features.
Stunning. Spencer barely holds back a snort at the hopeful look and nods, smiling herself— because of course she began getting attached to them so quickly, they were just a weird fun loving group of friends and they accepted her like one of their own. Who wouldn't?
...and apparently she wasn't the only one that was quickly getting attached.
She looks at the look on the older woman's face and feels her heart warm at the thought.
Well they were being truthful so...
"I just..." The brunette continues steadily, peering over at the blonde through dark eyes, gleaming almost mistily. "I-I sort of feel like I let you all down, you know g-getting drunk and g-going all MIA like that. But after defending you a-and you going off on me...I-I just didn't know what to do." She shakes her head, now looking down at the grass in front of her and picking at it, opposed to meeting the blonde's gaze.
Hanna frowns. "Oh, Spencer..." She leans over, using her thumb and forefinger to the lift the teen's head. "None of that was your fault..." She flushes. "Defending me like that was actually pretty sweet and noble of you, a-and I just turned it into something bigger and hurt you because of my own selfish feelings...I truly apologize for that Spencer and really hope you can forgive me." The blonde chews her lip as she awaits the teenager's reaction.
Which was so far...nothing.
Hanna could only wish she could find it in herself to explain the whole reason why she did what she did, except...that would include saying how she really felt.
But wasn't that already an obvious...?
She's snapped out of her thoughts as she watches a surprising grin spread across the teens face— and then it's washed away with an even more surprising playful smirk.
"I-I am p-pretty sweet and noble, a-aren't I?"
Blinking, once again, in utter shock for a moment, Hanna's mouth forms an 'O' shape— much to Spencer's amusement.
The blonde narrows her eyes slowly as the brunette in front her began cracking up. "You..." She forces out an 'exasperated' sigh, whilst rolling her eyes. "You crafty, little dork." She settles with contently before gesturing the brunette closer, in which the teen obliges without thought, still letting out short chuckles.
The blonde smiles and does what she intended, taking the teenager's own arm and wrapping it around her shoulders— making sure to watch the brunette's reaction carefully.
And as expected, Spencer was blushing mad but didn't object to it— as a matter a fact, Hanna could have sworn the young girl pulled in a bit closer.
Together the two sat silently on the hill, viewing the sights in front of them contently for a few minutes.
Well that was until Hanna starts to squirm.
Something else was on her mind— and it was pounding in her head nonstop.
"Okay, Spencer. I have to say this."
Spencer raises her eyebrows, turning towards her. "Um..." She automatically assumes and begins to remove her arm from the blonde's shoulders.
"No!" Hanna quickly latches down on it with both hands, re-wrapping it around her sheepishly. "Ahem, I-I mean you don't have to...do that..."
Spencer gives her an imploring gaze, but nonetheless leaves her arm there with a small nod.
"..." The blonde clears her throat again after a small silence. "Okay, Spence...I just...wanted to tell you that I was..." She sighs, and can feel a bit of tears slowly building up. "I was honestly terrified when you disappeared, Spencer. I had no idea where you were...a-and th-that..." A single tear rolls down her cheeks as she begins stammering.
Spencer glances over guilty, internally cursing her stupidity.
"I'm s-so sorry, H-Hanna." She stutters, taking the woman's hand, and using her free right arm to gently squeeze their hands together. She had been getting way too comfortable with physical gestures, all thanks to the upset blonde beside her. "I-I...didn't even know it would m-mean that much to y-you if I had left..."
Hanna inhales, looking up at the brunette with sad eyes. "Are you serious? Of course it would, Spencer— I..." She breaths out with a shake of her head, suddenly feeling like a mom...or an overprotective girlfriend.
Forget fighting this.
The blonde takes the teenager's one hand in both of hers once more and makes sure her head is fully turned toward her.
"Spencer, I have feelings for you." She emphasizes, and no, it wasn't her first time openly admitting it, but she tried. "Actual feelings for you. Do you understand what that means to me?" Her voice sounds distressed, but she doesn't care.
"..." Meanwhile, Spencer can openly gape down at her. "Wh..what?"
Hanna's eyebrows furrow. She couldn't have been that surprised could she. They've kissed for goodness sake...sure, it was only once but it was quite...thorough— if she had to say so herself.
The blonde woman blushes at the thought but nods, uncharacteristically timid. "Y-yes...Spence, I do. I know we just met days ago, but I...I can't help it, I don't know what it is about you Spencer but you...reeled me in." She jokes...or tries to.
The joke falls flat, due to the fact that Spencer was still in shock mode.
"Spence?" Hanna ends up having to repeat, eyebrows raised while she begins to lose more and more hope...
The brunette instantly snaps out of it, gaze also snapping up to meet her own. "I...I-I don't. W-wait, that's not what I-I wanted, ugh!" She groans frustratedly, the blonde's previous words to her wasn't going to help her speech problem.
Hanna's quick to 'shh' her groaning and inner thoughts. "Slow, Spence...I'm in no rush, believe me." She gives a small smile up at the teen, despite her own anxiety of the situation.
Spencer nods, quickly heaving a breath of air in and out. "I-I...Han, I am I-Incredibly sorry. I am. I-I'm sorry." She voices genuinely, then pulls the blonde into a full embrace without warning, arms going around her torso. She really had hated that the woman cried over her-because of her.
Hanna freezes, but then slowly wraps her own arms around the teenager's shoulder's in return. The blonde sighs contently, loving every second of it— for someone who didn't seem to really enjoy physical contact at first, the brunette was an amazing hugger.
"Spence..." She murmurs into the tall girl's shoulder comfortably. "Wait, does this mean...?"
"O-Oh, yeah, and I also have f-feelings for you too, by the way."
Leaning back, Hanna beams and rests her head against the teenager's— her hands going to her cheeks. "I know." She whispers.
Even if she thought she had only about sixty three percent knowledge of it beforehand— the blonde makes a split decision with that thought, then leans forward...
Spencer's breath catches at the action, but quickly reciprocates the gesture to lean towards the blonde's warm...soft...inviting lips...
"And what you said about your family earlier, Spence..." Hanna begins, just before their lips touch. Spencer closes her eyes. "...you should know, you'll always be good enough for me." The blonde whispers, then slowly closes her own eyes.
She doesn't notice it as a single tear goes sliding down the teenager's cheek— and it would have came as a surprise to Spencer herself, seeing as she didn't even realize she was crying...but as lips crash together, all thought process had been cut off in that one single moment.
"Mmm..." Hanna couldn't contain her moan seconds later. Not only was the brunette an amazing hugger, but an excelled kisser as well.
That was until..."Spencer." The blonde pulls away, faking another exasperated sigh. "You have got to stop grinning." She smirks. "Can't kiss all teeth, now can I?"
Though, Spencer's dorky-ness was endearing— it was so not the time.
"Sorry." The brunette smiles sheepishly, then leans back in for a kiss.
A kiss that Hanna happily returns, attaching their lips...though having to pull away after a moment. Again.
"W-well, well, well." Spencer pulls away with raised eyebrows.
This time, it was Hanna who couldn't seem to keep her teeth to herself.
"Shut up..." The blonde pushes into the teenager's shoulder lightly and pouts.
Spencer quietly laughs to herself. "D-don't worry about it. I-I actually...have something I want t-to ask you first anyways." She looks down, fiddling with her now free hands.
Hanna's look instantly solemns. "Ask?" She chews her lower lip again out of habit, a result of nervousness.
Spencer nods tentatively.
"A-ask me what? Is this a good request or a not so good request?" The blonde shoots off right off the bat.
And the teenager actually looks a little amused. "Hanna..." She starts slow, she needed this to be perfect and she wasn't going to let her stupid stutter get in the way of it. "Will you...b...be my girlfriend?"
"..."
Hanna's anxious expression is swiftly removed from her face. "Wait...y-your girlfriend?" She's surprised...and maybe she shouldn't be, but she just is.
Spencer gulps, staring down at her. "W-well, yeah...I-I mean, I know our age d-differences kind of bother you a-and our personalities clash like...I-I don't know w-what would Hanna say..." Hanna smiles at the brunette's words and the fact that she was tapping her chin as if actually thinking about it. "Stripes a-and Plaid?"
Hanna cringes, just at the thought— and that makes Spencer smile.
"P-point is...I-I don't really care about all that, a-and I like you s-sooo..."
Hanna grins. "So, of course I'll be your girlfriend." She beams— then practically steamrolls the brunette over when tackling her into a hug upon the hill, causing the teenager to fall on her back with a huff. "I like you soooo much." She leans down, pecking at the younger girl's mouth, then nose, then cheeks.
Spencer laughs giddily at the actions, somewhere in the back of her mind wondering how they haven't been spotted yet— but she wouldn't complain. The teen returns the kisses with mirth, until the blonde pushes off of her.
"H-Hanna..." She playfully groans, but sits back up anyways.
The blonde only giggles, then rests her head on the tall girl's shoulder and sighs.
Spencer also sighs, arms falling to her sides.
"As I was saying, I like you. I like you so much that now I'm your girlfriend...which is also why I have to note this..." Hanna switches to looking up at her. "You miss your family." She states simply.
"Hanna-"
"No, I know you do Spence." The blonde's eyebrows furrow. "Sometimes I see it in your eyes, I saw it earlier when you were looking at those kids down there. Sometimes I even think I hear you muttering about them to yourself..." She gives the teenager a knowing gaze.
Spencer sighs giving in, she bites her lip. "It's n-not...really that." She begins to admit. "I-Its not m-my parents, n-nor t-the 'friends' I-I had...i-its..."
"It's okay, Spence..." The blonde runs a hand along the arm across her shoulder. "I'm sorry, you don't have to-"
"M-my little brother, he's, er, four."
Hanna's features instantly soften as she coos. "Aww...a bet he's just as adorable as his big sister." She playfully pinches at the brunette's cheek, causing Spencer to blush.
"S-stop it..."
Hanna giggles. "So...you miss him?"
Spencer smiles sadly, nodding more-so to herself. "Very much. Only thing that m-made me want to a-actually s-stay in that hellhole called h-home longer than I had too."
The woman raises a questioning eyebrow, so the teenager continues.
"It seemed that when m-my mom had my little brother a few years prior to all of this, I guess I-I w-was just...o-old news to them, I'm s-sure it made k-kicking me out on my a** e-easier."
The blonde frowns at the sad look the brunette was now sporting and nudges her softly. "Hey, that's their loss. You're new and invaluable news to me, Spence."
Spencer smiles.
"Now, up."
"What?" The teenager questions curiously, watching the blonde abruptly stand, her hand going to her hip as she gestures for her to do the same.
"Come on, we've got one more stop before we go home."
Ah, home...wait-
Spencer's eyebrows furrow, but stands and follows the woman down the hill, all the while— her hand in hers.
...
"Wh-where to?" The brunette inquires as she looks over at the blonde, pulling out of the playground lot.
Hanna turns to her, a sudden sly expression to her features. "Oh. We're going to see your brother, you said your family lived on the upper east side in one of those luxury Manhattan mansion type areas, correct?" (A/N: Found the first richest neighborhood I saw on google, lol)
Spencer's eyes widen as the blonde pulls out into traffic. "W-wait. No, no, no. W-we can't."
"Why not?"
The teenager shakes her head in disbelief. "B-because we j-just can't. M-my parents k-kicked me out, Hanna. I-I had no in-intentions of ever g-going back there." She crosses her arms stubbornly.
Hanna's gaze briefly leaves the road in front of her, to glance at the brunette in her passenger seat. "That's a lie." She responds simply. "Spencer, I can tell that you love that little boy with every ounce of your being— you had every intention of going back there for him one day."
F*ck
The brunette frowns. The blonde just read her like an open book, and her of all people was not an open book.
Silence.
"So." Hanna glances over at her again with a small adventurous smirk, because she already knows she's won the argument. "To what part of the upper east side?"
Spencer sighs.
This was going to be very interesting...
A/N: How about that, WWHS (What Would Hanna Say?) lol. Thanks for reading, Favorite. Follow. Review, constructive criticism is okay. Also, I would like to thank zak194 and yowzers for giving me the idea of Hanna meeting the Hastings, which she will be doing very soon sooo...yeah. Until next time!