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What changed everything

The room was a total mess, couch pillows were thrown on the wood floor of Toby's loft, that way the couch could fit Spencer and Toby better. The boy was on top, shirtless, while she was on them bottom, legs tangled to his as their lips enlaced to each other, moving in a fast rhythm. They had dinner between flirts, smiles and pecks. Spencer cooked him this family recipe of lasagna and they didn't even finish half of the plate before they were pressing and smashing each other against the couch.

Everything was perfectly settled to work out that night. Spencer told her parents she was staying at Emily's who was covering for her in all ways. While to the other friends, the brunette said she'd be at Philly with her sister until the next day. It wasn't like they were going to leave the loft to be seen anyways, apparently the two had way better plans.

While Spencer thrilled kisses down Toby's jawline, she heard the buzz of her phone coming from her purse, somewhere on the other couch. She decided to ignore it, but was Toby who back slightly enough for their foreheads to still be touching. His lips were swollen and he breathe in and out heavily. Spencer was a mass of smirks and grins.

"You phone, Spence." He said, putting his air together to speak. He seemed dizzy and that made her smile grow even bigger. The girl enjoyed far too much being in power, and she knew well it was her doing that to him now.

"Let it ring." She captured his lips with her teeth, his neck with her hands, pulling him more. Making the boy drawn on her and her on the couch.

"As you wish." Both laughed, before he was kissing her again. Toby's hands were restless, caressing her sides, thighs, knees. He loved making out with her. Mostly recently he had found out how Spencer liked when he pressed his fingers against the back of her knee, she'd surrender and groan like a kitten.

It was no surprise Spencer liked to command things in their growing-to-be relationship. But there would be times, especially like those—and when he wanted to act protective—that Toby would go all alpha-male over her. Usually was a behavior Spencer disliked too much to even bare it, but, like everything in Toby, it was different with him. She found to be sexy when he'd take the reins and lead the way, like he was doing now.

At some point, when they both got too breathless to kiss but too involved with the moment to just pull away, that Spencer murmured what gave their moment a whole new level. "Take me to your bed, Tobes." Her voice had been contained, sweet and calm. Her hands cupped his cheeks while she spoke it and they were staring at each other the whole time. How could he deny anything to her?

"Are you sure?" Toby questioned though, wanting to guarantee they weren't making any mistake on taking that step in such a rush. Yes, they had been a bit high because of the wine they shared during dinner, but none of them were drunk. Spencer simply nodded, biting her lower lip as in expectancy move.

Nothing else was said after that, for a while. Gently, Toby involved his hands around her legs and her legs around him, picking her up. They kissed in the same veracity than before and Toby lead them to his bedroom. He placed her down and they parted from the kiss to look at each other. Spencer didn't wait for her mouth to reach his neck base, leaving kisses there and on his chest.

For seconds Toby lost himself, too surprised by the sneaky move and what feelings it caused him. His hand grabbed her hair, fingers tangling on the light-brown locks, pulling at it gently enough to make Spencer throw a smirk at him. They kissed again, and again, and again. Spencer didn't notice her shirt was gone until his cold fingers touched her waist, making her gasp.

Teasing him, the brunette moved back on the bed, watching him follow her every push back she made. When the pillows crashed against her back, Spencer found herself trapped and was his time to smirk over her. Toby pulled her in and topped her mouth with his, sliding his tongue to invade through the space between her lips.

Theirs skins touch for the first time when he laid his body against hers. There was still the bra fabric on the way. But the small friction of his sharpy abs against her thin stomach made both of them moan between the kisses that rarely stopped. Inpatient and craving for more contact, Toby ran his hands across her back and undid the buckle of her bra. The next thing Spencer felt was his calloused fingers against her silk skin. And dammit, it felt so good.

She moves her lips to his jawline, leaving bites and kisses, then it comes the neck where she nibbles and sucks slowly. The whole thing makes the boy hallucinate in delight. Her hands travel down his side, and up to through his back where she sticks her nails sometimes. Spencer repeats it a couple of times before her hand really finds his belt. She undid it and the pants. Toby lets out a breath when the pressure down reduces when she opens his pants.

Slowly he does the same with her, wanting it all to feel extra special. Piece by piece that goes off, they exchange kisses and moans, touches, smiles and looks. Everything in a calm that never happened before. And when they're both naked, Toby takes a few seconds to appreciate her beauty and leaves kisses and bites all over her body, driving her even more insane.

It was all happened like dance. Seduction, long stares. They dived into each other with no fear of drowning. They had sex, they made love. More than once that night. Rolling in bed, tangled between legs and sheets. Driven by kisses, murmurs, moans and whispered promises. They were never too tired to start it all over again and when the sun started reaching the windows of the loft, it seemed like that night had been too short for them. But they made it an unforgettable one.

One month later...

Spencer and Alison weren't talking. The past weeks had passed like a hurricane in Spencer Hastings' life. After putting her strengths together to tell everyone about her and Toby going out, she got many different reactions from everyone around them. Her parents seemed too neutral about it to even speak, but more inclined to disapproval than approval. Her sister mocked her, saying she just wanted to experience a prohibited romance because Toby was somehow a bad boy to the whole town—though Spencer knew it was quite the opposite. Her friends had the weirdest reactions too.

Emily faked not knowing a thing and showed herself more than excited for the two. Hanna shoot out an weird commentary that was in fact far too inappropriate for Spencer to even remember, and she wasn't sure the blond liked it or not. Aria grew in shock, not really understanding why, in the first place, would Spencer Hastings, the perfect uptight bookworm, be going out with Toby Cavanaugh, the boy everyone crossed the street when he was coming through. She had just threw the classic "If you're happy, I'm happy for you, Spence." Though Spencer could bet it wasn't for real.

Alison went psychotic. She almost literally threw things at Spencer. Well, at least not without a reason, that was something everyone who watched the fight needed to admit. Hurt that her friend wasn't being supportive; Spencer simply stood up against Alison and insinuated the girl was jealous because Spencer had more attention of a boy than she did.

Then the speeches about putting your friends first started and it only pissed Spencer more. But the thing really blew when Spencer said Alison probably had a crush on Toby in the past, since they all knew one day the two had been friends long before the five got close, and he never responded to it, so she wanted to ruin their relationship. That's when the real fight started and at it ended with an "You're dead to me already" coming from Spencer.

All had about three weeks and since then, the two barely looked at each other. Spencer had grown distant of the girls, because she'd only see or talk to them when Alison wasn't around. During lunch she'd seat with Toby and get looks from everyone in the school, but the worse came from Ali. She could feel the blond was killing her with the eyes. But Spencer chose to ignore it all.

Toby, in the middle of that battle field, didn't like to see Spencer fighting her friends because of him. Of course he supported her all along, but he was the one always encouraging her to go talk to Alison. While on the other side, it was Emily telling the blond the two should start talking again, after all they were all best friends in the end of the day. But it never really happened.

Spencer couldn't say she didn't miss them. She actually did a lot more than she thought. And in the last week it had increased. She and Toby were in a very good phase, not rushing anything, just enjoying the time they had together. They weren't officially dating yet, but that didn't worry her because everyone— and they—saw the two as a couple. So Spencer wasn't worried about the tittle. Other bigger things were in her mind, and she didn't know who to go to talk about it.

In the afternoon of Friday, after school, Spencer drove herself to the small market in town. She passed through the pharmacy session but couldn't grow the forces to pick what she really wanted. So she picked a toothbrush and some hair product just to don't seem to guilty leaving the place. She stood long minutes back inside the vehicle thinking what to do.

Picking up her phone, she quickly dialed a number.

"Hello, this is Emily. Can't answer hm, leave a message?" And the it fell on voicemail.

"Em. It's me, Spencer… Please, call me?" Spencer sniffed a little after turning off. She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her mouth but she didn't know what to do. The brunette tried dialing Aria and Hanna's phone, and incredibly none picked up.

Suddenly she felt lonely. So, with trembling fingers she tried a number that was on speed dial. For her relief, a calming male voice picked up.

"Hey, Spence." Toby said, in a happily tone.

"Hey, Tobes." He noticed how her excitement wasn't the same as his and worried something could have happened.

"Is everything alright?" When he questioned her, Spencer swallowed hard. She didn't know. But she also couldn't tell him about that kind of thing through the phone.

"Y-Yea… Are you still coming home late tonight?" She questioned with insecurity, not sure if she should really tell him anything before she found it out.

"I think so. Why?" Toby made a pause, trying to understand what was all that about. "Spence, what's going on? Are you alright? I can ask to be excused earlier and—"

"No, Tobes, don't worry. I'm fine, really. Don't want you getting in trouble for no reason." Why she didn't think before that he'd do that? It was Toby, of course when he noticed something was happening to her, he'd move mountains to be there by her side. He was the perfect not-yet-boyfriend. She was just scared if what she suspected was really true, things would change between them. "I just miss you, it's nothing. You didn't go to school today so I felt lonely. It's nothing."

"I miss you too, Spence." She heard when he blew air out, like he was mad. "I'm really I didn't go today… Things piled up and I had to come to work." Spencer knew how hard he had been working to keep his life straight. His father did help him with the loft, but it was small amount of money. He worked for his independency and Spencer felt like she was about to ruin it all for him. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I promise. You wanna lunch at the Grille?"

"I'll love that." She admitted quietly, right after a sniff. She was crying and she knew Toby would notice if they didn't hang up. "Look, I got something to do. I'll text you okay?"

"Okay. Stay safe." He agreed, thought felt like Spencer wasn't telling him the whole thing.

"You too, Tobes. Bye." When Toby replied her goodbye, the girl turned the phone off and busted into thick and heavy tears. Sobbing deeply and sniffing, Spencer could barely think. If all that was truth, she'd be so screwed…

Later that day, Spencer forced herself again on the market. This time wearing glasses and a small hat, as in a need to don't be identified, which probably worked less than her trying to do the damn test alone. The pregnancy test. She walked side to side for long minutes in her bathroom, deciding if she should do the three different tests, from different brands, or not. If they showed negative, she'd be relived and Toby wouldn't even need to know. But if it was positive, then how would she even get forces to leave the bathroom to go anywhere. Spencer needed some support. But none of her friends had called or texted her back.

Tapping her fingers on the bathroom counter, she glanced the phone for a few seconds. When Spencer finally picked, it rang. And surprisingly was the person she was about to call.

"Ali-Alison?" She asked surprised.

"Spencer, what's going on?!" Alison's voice seemed worried and harsh at the same time, but what in heck was she talking about. It couldn't be about the pregnancy test, could it?

"What are you talking about-"

"I just saw you leave the market." She cut Spencer and the brunette's throat closed. "The pharmacy section. With a pregnancy test. Well, three." Alison spoke quickly, making pauses just in some specific words. "A-Are you…?"

"I don't know." Spencer busted out, as she fell on the bathroom floor, in a deep sob. "I think I am, Ali. But I'm scared… I couldn't do any of them." She cried.

"Oh, sweetie… I'm going over, okay? Hold on tight." Alison didn't even wait for her to reply and she hang up. That was the thing about Ali, they had been fighting for weeks, but if she knew any of her friends needed her, she'd just put everything behind to help and support them.

Less than five minutes after, Alison was entering Spencer's room. The two were door-to-door neighbors and it had been what brought them together. Sometimes it was tiring and overwhelming, but most time it was really great to have her all the time. Right now was one of those moments.

As soon as she found Spencer crawling on the bathroom floor, crying, Alison went straight to hug her. Spencer was always the tough one, the friend who'd put up a face and pretend all was good even when it wasn't. She was the tall of the team that stood up for her friends, even if it was against another friend. And seeing her that fragile, broke Alison.

"Shh, don't cry, Spence." She cuddled Spencer in her arms, rocking her like a baby. They stood that way for a while, until the brunette managed to calm down. Then Alison got her up and sat her friend on the counter. With tissues, she cleaned out the blurry makeup in Spencer's cheeks, while she still sniffed. "What happened…? How?"

"I'm sure pretty much the traditional ways." Alison rolled her eyes to the response and faced Spencer severely.

"Didn't you use protection?" Of course she knew how it happened, she had done it herself, even if the girls never really entered in details about any of their sexual lives, the last time she checked Spencer was still a virgin. But well, a lot had changed since the last time she was able to check it. "And you guys already did it? I mean… It's only been three weeks."

"Well, that I told you." Spencer could feel how that would get Alison even more mad, but right now she just needed to split it out. "And yea, we used protection all times. Just not on my first time. We completely forgot it. But then nothing happened and I took my pills so I guessed there was nothing to worry. I'm guessing there's when it happened… If it really did." She glanced the exams quickly, thinking how she could be suffering for nothing. Every time after calming down she'd always be more rational again.

"You said anything to him?" Alison crossed her arms. She'd castrate Toby if Spencer had been crying because he dumped her with the news. Spencer noticed that was what Alison was thinking with the question, so she shook her head.

"No… Not yet. I couldn't worry him without being sure." Spencer sighed deeply.

"Then you worry all alone. Good plan, Spence." Alison said ironically.

"I didn't know what to do Ali. I've been late for two weeks and I thought it was okay because it happened before. But I wasn't having sex before." She shoot a little too loud and thanked there was no one home. Sighing a little, she bit her lit. "Sorry."

"That's okay." Alison grabbed her hand and smiled. "I'm not mad at you, I'm worried." Like the best friend she was, the blond rubbed Spencer's hand and leaned in, hugging her tightly. They both knew after that everything could be left behind and they didn't need to talk about that anymore, just move on. That was one of Alison's main qualities. "You want to do them?" She asked, after pulling away. Spencer only nodded.

Alison helped her down and the two read the instructions of each together. She waited in the room while Spencer did each of them and when the bathroom door was open, the two just sat on the couch in Spencer's room, side by side, with the tests in Spencer's lap, while they waited the results.

"If you really are pregnant, can I be the godmother to your baby?" Alison asked suddenly, breaking the silence. Spencer chuckled and nodded to her best friend.

"Of course, I wouldn't want anyone else to get the spot. And Hanna, Aria and Em could be adopted godmoms." Spencer chuckled a little. When they spoke it that way, it didn't seem like it'd be too bad having a baby.

"The baby would have the best godmothers ever, really." Both eyes fell down to the tests and they watched as a plus sign formed in different colors in each of them. Three different tests and all the same results. There was no question if she was pregnant.

Tears rolled down her cheeks to her lap as she couldn't even look up to Alison. She really was pregnant, of Toby's baby. What would it be of her now? Of them? The uncertainties filled her mind in seconds as well as the sobs coming from her throat. Alison, for the first time didn't say a word, she just hugged Spencer while the girl cried everything she needed to.