Chapter 27
For a moment Spike got completely lost in the kiss. Then he slowly loosened the grip Buffy had on his waist and stepped back.
"No. . . I'm not ready for this yet. It's too mixed up."
"I'm so sorry Spike, I didn't mean to. . ."
"It's okay." He forced himself to smile. "I'll see you in school, okay?"
*** The next day a nervous Spike walked in to the office of his psychologist, a young and rather short man who played guitar in a band called 'Dingos ate my baby' on weekends. He hadn't seen the man in weeks, since he refused to go. But this was something he couldn't say to his aunt.
"William, it has been quite a while."
"Yeah."
He tossed himself nonchalantly into the chair and wanted to smoke, but a gesture of the psychologist held him back.
"What do you want to talk about, William?"
"Spike."
"Right, Spike, I forgot. Tell me, what's wrong?"
"I'd like to talk to you, you know, man to man."
"Oh, so it's about a girl?"
"Yeah. . . She has been my girlfriend. . . Williams girlfriend, but she could never be mine."
"Why not?"
"She's too. . . Lovely and perfect, friendly and. . . she wouldn't fall for someone like me."
"Have you asked her that?"
"Of course not! I'm not that stupid."
"You like her?"
"I think so. . . I mean, she's bloody fantastic. Besides, I think about her all the time, she's in my mind, in my heart, even in my blood. . . I'm drowning in her."
"Nice poetry, maybe you should write her a poem."
Night blue eyes flashed at Oz, the psychologist and he held up his hands in defence.
"Just trying to help, man. Why not start from the beginning? Flowers, a dance, let her feel you love her. She claims to love you, she will show it."
"And if it's all a fraud?"
"You will know, I guarantee it."
"Thanks, doc." Spike smiled.
"Here." The man gave Spike two tickets to the next show of 'Dingoes', which happened to be at the Bronze.
"It's near where you live, I've heard. Take her with you."
Spike put the tickets in his pocket and almost stormed out of the office. He heard vaguely Oz calling about his money, but he ignored it. Maybe it would be good to surprise Buffy, so she could see that the new William could be nice too. ***
"Spike?"
"Hello luv, I won't keep you long. Just wanted to ask if you want to go to a concert with me. I've got some tickets, but I don't know anyone well enough to ask, only you."
"Sure, let me ask my mom."
"No hurry , it's tomorrow, not tonight." Spike smiled.
"I'll see you tomorrow in school then?"
He kissed her on the cheek before letting her go.
"Ta luv."
Buffy couldn't believe it that Spike had asked her himself. It was more than she hoped for. Maybe all would be good in the end.
For a moment Spike got completely lost in the kiss. Then he slowly loosened the grip Buffy had on his waist and stepped back.
"No. . . I'm not ready for this yet. It's too mixed up."
"I'm so sorry Spike, I didn't mean to. . ."
"It's okay." He forced himself to smile. "I'll see you in school, okay?"
*** The next day a nervous Spike walked in to the office of his psychologist, a young and rather short man who played guitar in a band called 'Dingos ate my baby' on weekends. He hadn't seen the man in weeks, since he refused to go. But this was something he couldn't say to his aunt.
"William, it has been quite a while."
"Yeah."
He tossed himself nonchalantly into the chair and wanted to smoke, but a gesture of the psychologist held him back.
"What do you want to talk about, William?"
"Spike."
"Right, Spike, I forgot. Tell me, what's wrong?"
"I'd like to talk to you, you know, man to man."
"Oh, so it's about a girl?"
"Yeah. . . She has been my girlfriend. . . Williams girlfriend, but she could never be mine."
"Why not?"
"She's too. . . Lovely and perfect, friendly and. . . she wouldn't fall for someone like me."
"Have you asked her that?"
"Of course not! I'm not that stupid."
"You like her?"
"I think so. . . I mean, she's bloody fantastic. Besides, I think about her all the time, she's in my mind, in my heart, even in my blood. . . I'm drowning in her."
"Nice poetry, maybe you should write her a poem."
Night blue eyes flashed at Oz, the psychologist and he held up his hands in defence.
"Just trying to help, man. Why not start from the beginning? Flowers, a dance, let her feel you love her. She claims to love you, she will show it."
"And if it's all a fraud?"
"You will know, I guarantee it."
"Thanks, doc." Spike smiled.
"Here." The man gave Spike two tickets to the next show of 'Dingoes', which happened to be at the Bronze.
"It's near where you live, I've heard. Take her with you."
Spike put the tickets in his pocket and almost stormed out of the office. He heard vaguely Oz calling about his money, but he ignored it. Maybe it would be good to surprise Buffy, so she could see that the new William could be nice too. ***
"Spike?"
"Hello luv, I won't keep you long. Just wanted to ask if you want to go to a concert with me. I've got some tickets, but I don't know anyone well enough to ask, only you."
"Sure, let me ask my mom."
"No hurry , it's tomorrow, not tonight." Spike smiled.
"I'll see you tomorrow in school then?"
He kissed her on the cheek before letting her go.
"Ta luv."
Buffy couldn't believe it that Spike had asked her himself. It was more than she hoped for. Maybe all would be good in the end.