Author's Note: Okay I lied; THIS is going to be the last chapter of just pure fluff before the intenseness hits. This time I'm SURE of it. Thank you for all the reviews by the way :D This chapter is kind of short and really random but whatever. Here you go, I'll most likely have the next chapter up soon-ish. xD

"I've got one more book until I'm on your favorite one." Spencer told Lacey as they met up at the park.

"Wow. You go through books so fast."

"You're limping. Why?"

"I uh… Slipped and twisted my ankle."

He squinted, "Lies."

"You're right. It was my dad and a frying pan."

"This abuse is escalating."

"No. You're just now finding out how bad it usually gets. But enough of that depressing stuff, what are we doing today?"

"You have no idea how much I wanted to punch your dad when I met him. You don't know how much I wanted to scream and yell at him for hurting you like he does." He ignored her question.

"If it helps right now he has a fractured arm. Now drop it because it's seriously bumming me out and I want to have fun with you today." She said, putting her arms around him and hugging him, "Now what are we doing today?"

"Uhm….. I know! The library! We're going to spend all day at the library."

"Oh, you in those reading glasses of yours all day? I don't know if I could control myself."

"Come on, let's go. In the car." Spencer came with the car because they had just left it at his house. That was okay though, he was the only one who could drive it anyway.

"By the time I get halfway through one book of simple poems you'll have read the whole library already" She laughed, buckling up.

"If it makes you feel better 14 percent of U.S. adults can't even read."

"Not really, but it's okay. I'll get over my comparative incompetence." She laughed to herself, "I had a dream about you last night. It was really weird. You were older and you were in a water fountain. I was standing in a crowd and you couldn't see me. Then you kissed some blonde chick. But the really weird part was I was okay with it."

"That is weird. Was the blonde girl pretty?"

"Very. Just so you now, if you start randomly kissing blondes in water fountains I won't be okay with it." She pointed at him as they pulled up to the library.

"Dually noted."
~Later! :D~

"Look at this, it's a poem that was left in the book. 'I loved you then I love you now, I know I always will. My lost love. I wish I could feel your touch once more but know I never will . My lost love. I think-' that's where it ends. They didn't finish it."

"That's depressing."

"I think it's both depressing and sweet. I wonder what happened to her."

"How are you so sure the lost love is a her?"

"I'm not… It's almost closing time, we should go." The two both checked out a couple books (well Spencer had eight) then left towards his house. "Have I told you I love you lately?" Lacey asked as they entered his living room.

"Not lately, but its okay. I know you love me." He sat down on his couch and she lied across it, putting her head in his lap.

"Which book is that?"

"Your favorite."

"Could you read it to me?" He agreed and started reading. It was painful how slow he had to read so he could be literate when he spoke. After what seemed like hours but was only twenty minutes he looked down to find his girlfriend sleeping in his lap. He just sighed and found himself drifting asleep.

When they woke up it was because Spencer had a nightmare. He woke up and looked at the clock on the wall. It said two o' clock in the morning, "Shit! Lacey! Lacey wake up! Now!" He was shaking her violently but it didn't work. "Why do you make me do this?" He lightly slapped her. She woke up instantly and started choking him. "It's Spencer" He said in between gasps for air. She stopped and started apologizing. "Could you shut up?" He said. He couldn't see it but he was pretty sure she looked like she was going to shoot him. "It's two in the morning. We both fell asleep, you need to get home."

"Shit! Are you serious? Oh my god. Okay, tomorrow I will find you. Don't try to find me. Seriously, don't come near my house. My dad will kill you. Do you understand me?"

"Yes."

"Good." She kissed him, and got up. Before running out the door she turned on the light and said "I'll see you tomorrow."