Chapter Twenty

Monday came sooner than you could say 'hippopotamus'. Toby had barely seen Spencer, or Wren for that matter. Spencer, had been working the whole entire weekend, fifteen hour shifts, she came home and then went straight to bed, exhausted. Toby didn't even know where Wren had been, but he clearly wasn't home. Well, wasn't home when ever Toby was home. Which, Toby didn't think was a coincidence. Wren was still pissed a week later, and wouldn't even talk to him. Hanna, seemed to forget about their little run in with Holly, due to the pregnancy scare. She hadn't said one thing about it the whole Sunday Toby spent with her. Maybe she forgot? He hoped so.

Today was the day Toby was going to explain everything to Spencer. By the time he got home from work, she would be awake, and hopefully home. Wren would hopefully be still avoiding Toby, and not be home. But, when Toby opened the door to his apartment, there was Wren boiling a pot of tea. Now, boiling at the sight of the blue-eyed man, with an innocent look smeared across his face.

"Hey," Toby said lightly putting his over the shoulder bag, filled with his designs for work, on the recliner chair. "Is Spencer home?" Toby asked hesitantly. Toby watched Wren glare at him, like that was a horrible thing to say. Like he just insulted his home country; England or said his mom was a stuck up snob. Which was true. Wren, didn't reply for what seemed like five awkward minutes as Toby looked around the room avoiding Wren's glare.

"No." He finally said, his voice sounding irritable.

"Um okay." Toby's voice trailed as he rolled his eyes and went off to his room just to get out of the British man's presence. Wren was over reacting, and Toby wished he would just let it go. It was just a kiss, well, asides the other day, when he made out with Spencer on the couch. That guilt still hung over him, and he pondered on telling Hanna everyday. He even debated about breaking up with her, he obviously still had feelings for Spencer. But, he had feelings for Hanna too. The whole thing was just confusing, and guilt barring. He even considered telling Wren about the little heated moment with Spencer on the couch, but his common sense kicked in and he didn't. He felt bad about Wren, but he had bigger fish to fry. Like deciding whether he should tell Hanna or not.

Toby grabbed his cellphone from his back pocket, and started dialing numbers away on his iphone. With three rings, and Toby sighing he finally heard her voice bleed out from the speaker.

"Hey," He greeted her back. "Where are you? Want to get some coffee? We need to talk."

"I'm actually already here." She said awkwardly with a laugh. "Guess who I ran into?" She added. Before Toby could even answer, he heard Emily scream 'Hi Toby!' in the back ground. He instantly became more worried and felt like banging his head against the wall.

"Spencer, don't tell her anything." He rushed out.

"Why? Toby she can-" She asked sharply glancing her mocha eyes at Emily for a split second. Emiy knitted her eyebrows.

"I was-Hanna's not pregnant." He blurted quickly. He didn't need Emily scolding him to be more protective or safe. He didn't feel like explaining everything to her.

"What!" Emily practically screamed. While Spencer furrowed her eyebrows, and gaped trying to compose a sentence.

"Spencer what the hell?" Toby's words floated out of her phone.

"You're on speaker dumb ass." She rolled her eyes. "I tried telling you." She defended.

"Wait, wait, wait." Emily's voice trailed. "Hanna's pregnant?" She said in shock.

"No," Toby said quickly. "She was, well-" He sputtered.

"Wait," Spencer bulged her eyes. "She got an abortion? Wow," She arched her eyebrows. "That's unlike you. Did she do it like without-"

"No!" Toby shouted over her voice. "Look, I'll explain everything when I get there." he said calmly.

"Yeah," Emily yelled taunting him. "You better."

"Can't you just explain over the phone?" Spencer battered pulling the phone back to her ear, and turning off the speaker phone.

"Can't you just wait?" He shot back. After Spencer moved her tongue around her mouth, and rolled her eyes upwards with a sigh she admitted defeat and ended the call. After Toby arrived in the small coffee shop, the same small coffee shop where he met Spencer in, to be exact, he explained everything. Starting from the beginning, so Emily understood.

"So," Spencer's voice trailed gripping her coffee. "That's good right?" She squinted her eyes with a smile that could light up the room. "I don't really know what to say for these kind of things." Her voice trailed.

"Yeah," He nodded with a smile mimicking hers.

"So," She said awkwardly glancing at Emily. Spencer wanted to ask how Hanna took the news about their shared heated moment, but with Emily sitting right there. She couldn't.

"So." He mimicked her. "I get to be a kid for a little longer."

Spencer rolled her eyes playfully, and let out a laugh before excusing her self to the bathroom. Once Spencer was out of eye sight, Emily crossed her arms with a knowing smirk. Toby looked at her confused taking a sip from his coffee.

"What?"

"So," Emily blinked. "This little experience reminded you, you still looove her." She teased like a child.

"What?" Toby blurted with a grin casting his eyes downwards. "No," he scoffed.

"You really suck at lying." She shook her head with laugh.

"It's not-I don't." He sputtered.

"Toby and Spencer sitting in a tree,-"

"Stop." Toby groaned.

"So why are you still with Hanna?" She asked.

"Can we not talk about this here?" He begged. Spencer would be back soon, it didn't take hours for some one to use the bathroom.

"Whatever." her voice trailed as she picked up her bag off the back of the chair, and then stood up. "I have to go anyways, tell Spencer I said goodbye, and we're talking later." She winked before drifting out the door. Toby sighed, but that sigh became a chuckle. Soon, Spencer took her seat again, and she was getting down to business.

"So how did Hanna take the news?" Spencer's said angst threading her voice as she tapped on the small round turquoise table anxiously.

"Good." He murmured. Spencer pursed her lips trying to fumble out a sentence, until he spoke again. "I mean she wasn't ready to be a parent either." His voice trailed. Spencer cocked her head in realization with a huff shooting him a knowing glare as her lips quivered.

"That isn't what a I meant." She lowered her head, her words soft enough that only Toby could hear. Toby looked at her brown eyes unsteadily.

"I wouldn't know." He mumbled darting his eyes away from her and to the cup's paper card board wrapping, as he began picking at it.

"What?" Spencer furrowed her eyes keeping them on Toby.

"I didn't tell her." He said awkwardly raising his head up and looking at Spencer's hair line instead of her coffee bean eyes.

"You didn't." She nodded with a blink, biting her lip and looking at seat Emily previously sat in. After a few seconds of silence Toby spoke up again wearily.

"Should I tell her?" He said weekly.

"No." Spencer whipped her head towards Toby direction. Toby was about to speak but, Spencer beat him to it. "Look, before you do anything. We have to talk. About the-" She mumbled awkwardly clearing her throat. "The kiss, and stuff." Her voice trailed hesitantly. Toby didn't say anything, he simply just looked at her flustered. "Since Hanna isn't pregnant, I can say this." She smacked her lips awkwardly, after inhaling a large breath of air. "That kiss meant something." She lowered her eyes emphasizing on the word something. "It wasn't just a kiss because I felt bad for you," She broke out into a nervous smile as her voice shook. "It wasn't just because you were in a bad place, it meant more than that." She widened her eyes trying to gesture a point. "It wasn't just a friendly kiss." She exhaled.

"Spencer," he mumbled.

"No, don't try telling me that it didn't mean anything." She said glaring into his oceanic eyes."If you can honestly, tell me it meant nothing. Then fine. It's over. It's done with." She said sternly.

"It's not over done with either way," he smiled in disbelief. "I cheated on my girlfriend." he exclaimed piercing his eyes into hers. Spencer roamed her eyes down wards shamefully. "Look," He huffed. "I-" He stuttered. "I'm with Hanna, and I don't-"

"Fine." She said flatly glaring at him. "Don't admit." She said harshly.

"It's not like that," He breathed running his hands through the back of his head. "Even if the kiss did mean something, I'm still with Hanna." He rushed out.

"So you're just ignoring your feelings?" She narrowed her eyes on him. He bit his lip apprehensively before speaking, and looked at Spencer's nose, avoiding her brown eyes again.

"No, look." He stumbled.

"Whatever," She snarled. "Tell Hanna or not. That kiss was a lot more intimate than friendly." She snapped quickly before standing up.

"Spencer, Wait." He said standing up to as she began to walk away. He kept up with her pace and tried talking to her, but at this point it looked as if he had screwed things up big time.

"You're right." he finally admitted throwing his hands up. They were now outside of the small coffee shop, and in front of an antique store. She whipped her head at him and looked at him with her soft brown eyes. "But, I don't know. Okay?" He rolled his head back and let out a sigh.

"No." She shook her head. "You're right, we should just be friends." She said indifferently.

"Wait what?" He stared at her dazzled.

"We should be friends." She replied. "You have Hanna, and we've-us-we've had a lot of chances. But, you clearly don't want to be in a relationship for whatever reason. You made that pretty clear. So the kiss never happened. Let's just drop it." She said starring into his oceanic blue eyes as he gaped un able to compose a proper English sentence, instead Toby just looked at her speechless, like a lost puppy. "So, I'll see you at the apartment, buddy." She said patting him on the shoulder, and giving him a devilish little smirk before walking off and down the street.

Toby didn't even know what just happened. He didn't know if this was a terrible thing, a horrible thing, or a good thing. He didn't understand if she was upset, she looked more mad than upset. Sometimes, he hated how difficult girls were to read. He still didn't know if he was going to tell Hanna about the kiss. Toby let out a groan into his hands; that were covering his face. He needed a guy's night.

Soooooooooooo. lol don't kill me.

these two will be together, eventually.

And yes. They will end up together. But, it's a story. And you need to have patience my friends.

I have a story line, and i'm not going to tell you how many chapters, because that will ruin the surprise of when they get together. All I can say, is Toby's a good friend to Wren and he actually does care about Hanna. BUT...things happen.

Well thank you for the reviews (: I honestly never thought my story would get this popular. You guys are great. I know it's a give and take thing. But, at the end you will be happy. I can promise you that.

xoxo, please review and tell me what you think. (: There will be a time jump in the next chapter, and then another. Then I'll stay in that time for a little bit. Well thanks again!