Chapter 7

Spike stood behind the bar looking like a zombie.

"You okay mate?" Doyle often asked him, they all did in fact. They were all worried about him. They hadn't seen him this upset since Dru.

"What actually happened?" Xander asked pouring a drink and handing it to a customer.

"Me and her dad had a fight, I stormed out and broke up with her." He rubbed his eyes with his hands.

"Watch it Oz, Miss Stalker 2000 is over there." Xander said pointing to the red head. She was with Buffy.

"Buffy's here." Oz said to Spike, but he was already gone.

"Hey." He said to Buffy.

"Hey." She didn't even look at him.

"I'll be over here." Willow said and walked over to Oz.

"What do you want?" Buffy demanded.

"I'm sorry. I think we need to talk." Spike took Buffy's hand and dragged her to the back. Inside his office Buffy slumped on the chair in front of Spike and stared at the floor.

"I, think." He paused.

"Whatever you want to say, just say it."

"I think I love you." Buffy's eyes widened.

"You think?" She stood up ready to leave.

"Buffy wait." But it was too late, she had gone.

"So." Willow said, her and Oz had been quiet ever since she walked over to him.

"Listen, Willow. I have to go. I have work to do."

"Okay." She said to herself as Oz walked off.

Buffy's night at the Bronze was rubbish. She wished she treated Spike better, but truth is, she loved him too. She was scared, just like he was. And none of them were brave enough to admit it. With that in mind, Buffy decided to make the first move. She picked up her phone and dialled Spike's number, "Hello?" an English voice said. It wasn't Spike. She put the phone down.

She took a deep breath and dialled again; this time Spike answered.

"Hey, it's Buffy."

"Oh hey. What's up?"

"I need to talk to you."

"Oh, it's kinda a bad time right now." Just then Buffy heard a voice, a female one.

"Oh, I see." She was ready to put the phone down.

"What? Oh, no. it's not that. My sister's visiting." He paused. "Meet me in the back garden in five." He put the phone down.

Buffy sat there for ages; she thought he was never going to come. He did. "Hey." he said walking over to her side of the garden.

"Hey." she replied. Spike sat down on the swing next to her.

"What you need to talk about?"

"I love you." Buffy said.

"Right." He paused. "You know I love you too. But, it's. I don't know. All I know is that when I'm with you it makes sense. But I don't wana screw your life up."

"You won't."

"I will, you don't know me Buffy."

"But what I do know of you I love."

She looked deep into his eyes and pressed her lips with his.

"I love you." She said pulling out of the kiss.

"Listen, my dad's out. Why don't you come into my house and we can talk." Buffy nodded and followed him into the big three storey house next to hers.

"Wow." Buffy said looking around.

"Yeah, wow." Spike sat on the couch and Buffy followed suit.

"So…." She said looking at him. They were in his bedroom, it was massive, and he had his own TV and fridge and couch.

"Well, I think we should talk about how we can." He paused and looked at Buffy. "Screw this." He said and pulled her towards him and kissed her. "I love you." He said whilst kissing her.