Wedding Hangover
Toby's POV
I'm not sure where I am or how I got where I am. All I remember is waking up this morning with a terrible head ache. As I slowly started to come to reality, I felt the weight of another human body lying on top of me. I blinked my eyes a couple of times and groaned at the bright sunlight streaming through the big window. When I titled my head down I felt my chin rest on top of somebody's head. That's when my eyes shot open. I glanced down and saw Spencer passed out on top of me naked. She's completely naked and so am I. As I looked around the room I noticed all our clothes scattered across the area. I'm not surprised that we ended up sleeping together. I mean we both got drunk, so of course we would end up sleeping together. I'm surprised about where we are. We're not at her house. We're not at my house and we're not in a motel room. It looks like were in a conference room. Spencer and I are lying on one of the red couches.
I'm now fully awake, but Spencer is still asleep. Like always she looks peaceful when she sleeps. This is the third time we've slept together and the second time we've spent the whole night together. This time was an accident. I'm pretty sure if we weren't drunk we would've gone home right after we had sex. I'm surprised nobody came looking for us. Although my dad probably thought I went home and Spencer's parents would me too busy worrying about Melissa. Ten minutes later and Spencer is still asleep. I hope she's not dead. That would be weird and kind of sad. This whole time I'm thinking she's asleep only to find out that she's dead. That would suck.
A few minutes later she started to stir. I looked down at her as she slowly started to open her eyes and take in her surroundings. She turned her head left and right to try and figure out where she is. Then I felt her hands move up to my chest. She folded her arms and laid her head on top of them to look up at me.
"We did it again," she mumbled.
"I thought we both agreed that it's okay as long as we don't tell anyone."
She nodded. "Yeah I know. I just hate that I can't remember it."
She groaned as she pushed herself to sit up on the couch. She removed her body off of mine and started scanning the room for her clothes. There she is just sitting right in front of me naked. God she looks hot. One of these days I think it would be cool to have after morning sex. I would rather do that during a time that I don't have a pounding headache after drinking half a bottle of vodka. Spencer held up mu boxers and my pants then handed them to me. I quickly slipped them back on while she dressed herself. It didn't take us long to get dressed back into the clothes we wore last night.
"How is it that we had sex in a conference room during a wedding party and nobody walked in on us?" I asked.
"My family is blind when it comes to me. They probably didn't even notice that I didn't come home late last night."
"My dad thought I was going home early that's why he didn't come looking for me."
"Geez we could be out somewhere having crazy hot drunk sex and our parents couldn't care less."
I smirked and said, "But we did have crazy hot drunk sex."
"Exactly," she sighed and stood off the couch.
"Do you think your parents will yell at you when you walk through the door?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. Like I said they probably didn't even notice I was gone."
She sat down beside me once again. This time she sat down to put her heels back on. While she was bending over to stick her foot in her heel, I noticed a scar on the back of her shoulder. I don't know why, but I brushed my fingers over the scar. The moment my fingers made contact with her skin she flinched. She covered it up by dropping her hair over it.
"That's from when Ian attacked me." She spoke knowing that I would want an answer.
"How many time's has he hurt you?"
"As far as I know it was that one time. If Ian's the one's whose after me then three."
"I'm sorry Spencer."
"You have nothing to be sorry about."
Spencer's POV
I felt Toby brush the hair that's covering up my scar out of the way. Then I felt his warm breath on my neck. I was about to ask what he was doing until I felt his soft lips press against the back of my shoulder lightly. He kissed me once more on my shoulder then I felt his lips pecking the right side of my neck. The soft pecks turned into him sucking on my neck a little. This isn't right, but it feels so good. He moves his lips and kissed to the crock of my neck. Oh my god this feels amazing. I moaned as he moved his lips up to the side of my face along my jawline. I have no idea why he's doing this, but I'm not going to stop him.
He kissed the corner of my mouth and that's when I lost it. I turned around and pushed him back against the couch. Then I climbed on top of him, so I was straddling his waist. I pressed our lips together in a fiery kiss. His hands gripped to my back and down my waist. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and I felt him starting to lay us back on the couch. Right when I was to flip us over, somebody opened the door. Toby and I jumped apart and looked to see who just walked in. We both sighed when it was just a janitor coming in.
"Sorry to interrupt," the grumpy old man said. "But get the hell out of here."
Since I rode here with my parents, Toby offered to walk me home. He said he just wanted to make sure I got home okay, but I think there's another reason. Actually there may be a ton of reasons why he wanted to walk me home. We arrived at my house at about 8 o'clock. My parents are probably at work by now. I thanked Toby for walking me home. Before I turned to walk inside, I pecked him on the cheek. I'm not sure if I imagined it or not, but I think his face turned a light shade of red after I kissed him. I smiled at him then turned to walk inside.
I walked into the living room and sighed. The house seems really quite. I hung my wrap on the back of a kitchen stole then shuffled over to the counter to make myself some coffee. While I was filling up the coffee maker, I heard a fake coughing noise coming from behind me. I spun around and jumped when I saw both of my parents standing there with their arms crossed.
"Mom dad, I thought you`d be at work by now."
"Spencer, where were you last night?" mom asked.
"What do you mean? I was at the wedding."
"Where were you after that? You're father and I came home after midnight and you weren`t here."
"I'm sorry I wasn`t feeling well, so I left early and crashed at a friend's house."
"Was this friend of yours a boy?" Dad asked.
"Why would you think it was a boy?"
"Jenna Marshall told us that before the wedding you were flirting with her stepbrother in the coat room."
"What!?" I exclaimed. "I did not flirt with her stepbrother."
"Jenna said she saw you two," mom said.
"She must`ve of seen it wrong. Toby asked me where he would be sitting and I told him. There was no flirting involved."
"Spencer Jill Hastings you better not be lying to us," dad said.
"I'm not I swear. There is nothing and there will never be anything going on between me and her stepbrother. Honestly I can't even stand him."
My parents seemed to believe my words, which is strange. It's funny how when I tell the truth they don't believe me, but when I lie they do believe me. I wasn't lying when I said that I didn't like Toby, but for some reason I felt weird saying it. Normally I would be able to say that without questing myself, but now I don't know. I don't think I was flirting with Toby the whole time that I was sober. People usually say that when you flirt with someone you don`t realize it until after the conversation is over. Toby and I weren`t flirting when Jenna walked in, we were just talking.
I waited a few more minutes for my parents to say something, but they didn`t. "May I go now?"
My mother nodded. I turned away from them and walked up the stairs quickly. When I got up to my room, I took a shower then got dressed into a light blue plaid shirt with a pair of black pants. All of my friends are busy today, so I guess I'll be spending my whole day cooped up in my room watching trash T.V.
Toby's POV
The spot where Spencer kissed me was still burning. I was already at my front porch steps and I could still feel it. Why would Spencer giving me a kiss make me feel this way? I kept thinking about how we woke up together. She was lying on top of me. Her naked body was pressed against my bare chest and I didn't even mind. In fact I think a part of me wanted to stay like that. I don't know why, but I'm starting to like touching her and being able to feel her touch. I'm still wondering why she would let me touch her after what she's been through. She doesn`t even like me and yet she lets me do her like there's no tomorrow. Maybe I'm different. Maybe she trusts me with something's that she`ll never trust anyone else with. After all I once was her friend.
Okay now that I have the image of Spencer's naked body underneath me out of my head, it's time for to figure out who is after her. I keep trying to build a connection and it all leads back to the same conclusion. After Spencer told me what happened my theory only increased more. Ian is the one attacking Spencer.
When I walked into the kitchen Jenna, was standing there with her back pressed against the counter, her arms crossed, and a smug look on her face. She lifted her eyebrow when she caught me trying to sneak in without anybody noticing. Just by the look in her eyes I knew I was going to get it.
"Where have you been?" She asked.
"Dad let me go home early. I just got back from my run."
"You went for a run in your suit and tie?" She questioned.
I looked down and cursed to myself. "I went to the gym and ran. I have a locker there with clothes I can change into."
"That means you didn't come home at all last night."
"I stayed out all night, so what?"
"Who was she?"
"Who was who?"
Jenna rolled her eyes. "You know what I'm talking about. Who was the girl that you stayed out all night with?"
"I did not stay out all night with a girl."
"Yes you did." She said, while leaning off the counter. "Want to know how I know? You came home late and your tie is all messed up and so is your hair."
"Yeah, so what?"
"You have a lipstick stain on your neck," she pointed out.
I put my hand over my neck to try and cover it. "That's not lipstick, that's blood. I accidentally cut myself while shaving."
She walked closer to me. "I didn't notice that cut there before the wedding."
"I shaved at the gym."
"You shaved after the wedding?"
"Yeah, while I was looking in the mirror I noticed I needed to shave."
"You had a nice clean shaved face during the wedding."
"Just leave it alone Jenna. I was not with a girl, so just forget about it."
I turned to head upstairs, but was stopped by Jenna. "Was it Spencer?"
"What?" I asked, while turning around.
"The girl you're sleeping with. It's Spencer isn`t it?"
"I'm not sleeping with Spencer or anybody. Now leave it alone Jenna."
I walked to my room before Jenna could get another word out. This is bad. Jenna is starting to catch on. If Spencer and I keep hooking up the way we do then somebody is going to find out about us. We can`t keep this up anymore. At first I thought we would get tired of having sex, but ever since we've started something's changed inside of me. Maybe what I need to do is stay away from Spencer. That's what she said we should`ve done since the beginning.
Flashback
Spencer, hasn`t spoken to me in three weeks and I'm really worried right now. She`s been mad at me before, but she would always end up calling me an hour later asking if I want to hang out. This time it`s different. Ever since the incident in ITCP, she hasn`t spoken a word to me. We don`t meet up at the Brew anymore and we don`t go the library after school.
Today I decided to confront her about it and maybe fix our friendship before things die out for good. I walked into school one Monday and spotted Spencer putting books in her locker. I started walking over to her, but then somebody grabbed my arm and pulled me into the corner. When I looked up I saw Alison aka the queen bee.
"Alison what are you doing?"
"I saw that you were going to talk to Spencer and I thought I`d warn you about her."
"What are you talking about?"
"Don`t talk to Spencer anymore, because she doesn`t care about you or anyone."
"What are you talking about? Spencer`s my friend. She`s the most caring person I know."
"She`s pretending to be your friend, because she knows."
"She knows about what?"
Alison laughed. "Oh come on Toby everyone knows about it and you can`t hide it."
"Well could you fill me in on what I do know?"
She rolled her eyes. "Everyone knows that you have a crush on Spencer. Spencer even knows it. The thing is she doesn`t feel the same way."
My eyes widen. "I… I don`t have a crush on Spencer."
Alison scuffled. "Yeah right just like Caleb isn`t drooling over Hanna Marin. Trust me Toby, everyone knows that you have a thing for Spencer. She knows that you like her. She`s just playing you, because she knows you like her. Spencer really hates you."
"You`re lying," I hissed.
"No I'm not. I heard Spencer talking about you in the girl's restroom last week. She said that she wishes she never laid eyes on you and that you messed up her life. Spencer really hates you."
"Spencer wouldn`t say that," I crocked.
Alison shrugged her shoulders. "Fine don`t believe me." She pushed past my shoulder and walked down the hall. After she left, I turned around and looked at Spencer sadly. Spencer caught me looking at her and gave me the same look. Then something inside me snapped. I stomped down the hallway and stopped right in front of her.
"Toby hey I…"
"You heartless selfish stubborn rich girl!"
She seemed a little taken back. "What?"
"How can you be so cold and just stand there acting like you care when you knew everything?"
She stuttered as she spoke. "Toby I don`t know what you mean."
"Are you still mad at me for the accident and getting you detention or have to been avoiding me because you really hate me?"
"I don't hate you. I was mad at you for a little while, but I got over it. I was actually going to ask you to hang out sometime this weekend."
"Yeah I'm sure you were. I can`t believe I was so stupid and let you play me like that."
"Play you like what? I don`t know what you mean."
"I waited for you, but you never replied. I thought you cared about me too, but this whole time you were pretending and laughing about me behind my back."
"I do care about you and I'm sorry that I didn`t answer your calls. My parents…"
I interrupted her before she could finish. "Stop lying to me! I don`t care what you have to say. The joke is on you anyway, Spencer. I never cared about you. I hate you!"
She looked a little hurt, but I pretended like I didn`t notice. She pushed the hurt aside and fired back. "Fine, I hate you too!"
"I hate you more!"
"Go to hell!" She shouted.
"Right back at you!"
End of flashback
Part of me wonders what would`ve happened if I let Spencer tell her side of the story. Now that I think about it, I never really did give her the chance to explain. That`s when reality finally hit me. It`s my fault that Spencer and I fell apart. I didn`t give her a chance to explain even though she wanted to. O just took Alison`s word and didn`t let Spencer explain herself. I'm the worst friend in the history of friends.
Now you got an idea on how and why Spencer and Toby went from friends to enemies. Toby now blames himself for their fall out. What will Toby do now? Will he confront Spencer and try to patch up their relationship or will he end everything that`s going on between them now? Keep reading to find out. Don`t forget to review.
Note from the author: As you know finales week is coming up, so I don't know when I will post the next chapter. Hopefully studying won`t get in the way of how often I update, but you never know. Sometimes school has to come first. Good luck to everyone that has finales coming up!