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Out In The Rain

Toby's POV

Tonight I get the whole house to myself. Jenna is at a sleepover with some friends she met at school. My dad is out with Charlotte,so that means I get the place to myself. Instead of going out to drink at a bar with some friends, I decided to kick back on my couch and watch "Supernatural." The smell of popcorn filled the air as the microwave came to a stop. I got the popcorn popped and I got a can of soda to drink. Tonight is going to be an easy night where I don't have to worry about anything.

I poured the bag of buttery popcorn into a blue bowl. I grabbed a can of Pepsi from the fridge then settled on the couch. The rumbles of thunder and the rain pounding down on the roof are the only sounds I can hear. That meant it would be a quiet night for me. Right when I was about to turn on the T.V., there was a loud pounding sound on the door.

"Toby open the door please open the door!" Spencer's raspy voice broke out over the rainfall.

I instinctively sat up on the couch. What is Spencer doing here? I thought we agreed to stay away from each other. What if she's in trouble?

Her voice broke out again and she pounded harder against the door. "Toby please hurry, he's coming!"

I stood up in alarm, but didn't answer the door just yet. What did she mean by he's coming? If someone is after her, then why didn't she just run to the police? Then I remembered that the police station is farther away from her house. She probably wouldn't have made it there alive.

Her fist banged on the door and her voice trembled as she spoke louder. "Toby, please!"

I unlocked the door and flung it open. Spencer stood out there on my front porch soaking wet from the rain. I grabbed her by her wrists and pulled her inside shutting the door behind her. Her whole body shook with sobs and she's shivering from head to toe.

"Spencer are you crazy!" I exclaimed. "You could've gotten pneumonia or hypothermia."

"I also could've been strangled to death."

"Strangled to death what are you talking about?" I shook my head. "No forget about that now. Let's get you warmed up."

I allowed Spencer to take a shower and I gave her my bathrobe to wear while her clothes are in the dryer. While she was taking a shower I put water on the stove to make tea. She came out of the shower right when the water started boiling. She has my dark red bathrobe wrapped around her body. She looks better in it than I do. Spencer waited for me on the couch in the living room while I made her tea. I came into the living room and carefully handed the cup to her. When she reached for it our fingers brushed against each other sending a wave of electricity up to my heart. I pretended like I didn't notice and sat next to her on the couch.

"Why are you here Spencer?"

She held her tea cup between her hands and stared off into the fire. She watched the yellow, red, and orange flames crackling in the fireplace. Did she just come here to see me or is something really bothering her?

She inhaled deeply then exhaled. "I know who is after me."

"You do who?"

Spencer leaned forward and set her tea cup on the coffee table. Then she leaned back against the couch and sighed. "My sister and Ian came back from their honeymoon today. While everyone was downstairs I went through Ian's bag, because I've had my suspicions about him."

"Did she find something?" I asked, while scooting closer.

She nodded," yes. I found the black hoodie he's been wearing and the mask he wore when he attacked me. His boots were there. I also found this little book filled with names of people he may have been in contact with or people that have something to do with him."

Spencer pulled the book out of the robe pocket and handed it to me. I flipped through the pages and found a whole bunch of names I've never heard of. Most of the names were females.

"Is this his hooker phone book?" I asked.

"Well unless Ian's interested in both men and women then I don't think so, but he's probably hooked up with some of these woman."

I stopped flipping through the pages when I saw a name that I do know. "Wait, what's Jenna's name doing in this book?"

Spencer looks at the page. "Jenna knows Ian."

"Spencer I don't think it was Melissa's idea to have Jenna at the wedding, I think it was Ian's idea."

"Have Jenna and Ian been involved?"

"Jenna is 17 and Ian is like 25."

Spencer made a face. "Well Ian happens to be interested in girls of all ages."

We flipped through the book some more and found more names that we know. Spencer stopped me at one page. "There's Meredith and Kate."

"Who are they?"

"Meredith is one of Ian's ex-girlfriends and Kate is Hanna's stepsister."

"He's also been in contact with Garret Reynolds."

"Isn't that the creepy cop?"

I nodded and flipped the page. "Spencer, why didn't you take this book to the police?"

"There's no prof that Ian's evil it just shows who he's been in contact with. I also don't think I would've made it there. Ian found me with the book and he tried to..."

"He what?" I urged her to speak.

She swallowed and held back her tears. "He tried to kill me."

"I'm pretty sure Ian trying to kill you is enough to prove that he's evil."

"I can't go to the police yet!" She cried.

"Why not?"

"Because Melissa is still on Ian's side and so are my parents. I need more prof that he's evil before I turn him in."

"You might not get the chance to do that when he's around trying to kill you."

"Well if Ian does end up killing me I think my parents would be more glad than sad."

"Spencer that's not true."

She sniffled and tried to hold back her tears. "Yes it is. They want me gone. What's the point of me being around if I'm not Melissa."

"They don't mean that."

"They imply it. I'm not important to them or anyone."

"Spencer, look at me." I called out when she looked away.

This time I reached out with my hands to turn her head so she's looking at me. Tears prickled the corners of her eyes. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying.

"You are important and you mean something to people. Whenever your friends are in trouble you push your problems to the side to go help them. You try harder than anyone I've ever met to succeed in a challenge. Every day you practically kill yourself trying to prove to your parents that you're worth something. You do all this to make yourself feel worth whiled when in reality you're already the best Spencer Hastings you can be just by being you. Don't try to change yourself just because some people don't like the way you are. You are the most stubborn, hardheaded person I've ever met, but you're also the smartest, loyalist, and kindest person I've ever met."

By the end of my speech Spencer, was smiling. It's not a real big smile. It's more like one of those small sad smiles that you give people when you're trying to act okay. It doesn't matter what kind of smile it is. What matters is that she feels a little better. She sniffled and whipped her nose with the back of her hand.

"That was a nice speech did you get it from Dr. Phill?" She teased.

I smiled and said, "no, actually I got it from Oprah."

A small laughed escaped her mouth as she smiled. Now that's a good smile right there.

"Hey now there's a real smile," I said, while brushing her damp hair out of her face. "I meant what I said. You're perfect just the way you are."

"Thank you." She looked at me for a minute before getting up. "Well I should probably get out of here. Ian's probably back at the house faking it with Melissa, so I can sneak back in."

I stopped her before she left the room. "Woah. Woah. Woah. You are not going back to your house when that guys is sleeping two doors down from you."

"Well I can't sleep on a park bench."

"You can sleep here."

She gave me a look. "Are you sure that's okay?"

I nodded. "Yeah I would let you sleep in the guest room, but Jenna uses that room for her "collectives," and Jenna has my original bed room."

"Where do you sleep?"

"I started out sleeping on a crappy mattress in the basement, but there's a pull out couch down there. It's a lot more comfier. I'll let you take the pull out couch."

"No," she shook her head. "I can sleep on the mattress and you can sleep where you normally sleep on the couch."

"It's a pull out couch so you'll be much comfier on there."

"Well if you're sleeping on that mattress then so will I."

"Spencer just take the couch it's a lot better."

"No you take the couch."

"I'm taking the mattress."

"Then I guess we're sleeping on it together."

"Spencer will you just take the couch."

She shook her head and crossed her arms stubbornly. God, why does she have to be so frustrating sometimes? She's cute, but she's annoying. We walked down to the basement together. I gave her one of my long sleeve shirts to change into since her clothes are still in the dryer and she's doesn't have anything else to wear. I got the pull out couch ready for her, while she changed into my shirt. When I finished tucking in the blankets I looked up and my jaw nearly dropped to the floor at the sight of Spencer in my blue shirt.

The shirt was big on her and came down to her waist, showing off her mile long legs. Her hair that was once up in a messy bun, is now wavy down the length of her back. My mouth went dry at the sight of her. Damn she looks better in my shirt than I do. Spencer crosses her arms and shivers as she makes her way over to me.

"I hope you're getting that set up for you."

I shook my head. "Nope, this is for you."

Spencer started to protest, but I stopped her. "No, Spencer, you are taking the pull out couch. Now don't argue with me. I will pick you up and lay you down on this bed myself if I have to."

She sighed. "Fine, but if I sleep on here then so do you."

"Spencer..."

"No, I won't sleep well knowing you're giving up your sleeping space for me. Now either you sleep on this bed with me or I'm paying for a motel."

I sighed and said, "fine."

Spencer slipped under the covers on the left side of the bed and made herself comfy. I took off my shirt and changed into my pajama pants. When I walked back over to the bed, Spencer's back was facing me. I carefully got under the covers on the right side of the bed. I turned off the light then turned to lay on my back. When I glanced over at Spencer, I noticed that the covers were only covering half of her body. I lifted the covers up over her body and tucked them around her, so she would be warm. That's kind of a strange move for me. Normally I could care less if she's cold or not.

Spencer shifted herself underneath the covers so she's facing me. Her brown eyes and the outline of her face and body are the only things I can see. I could see her eyes moving as she looked at me.

"Toby..." Her voice broke out through the darkness.

"Yeah?" I turned over to lay on my side, so I was facing her.

"I'm sorry."

My eyes narrowed. "Sorry for what?"

"I'm sorry for dragging you into this." She shook her head and looked down. "I'm sorry for dragging you into my messed up world when you don't care."

I cupped her face and tilted her head up, so her eyes connected with mine. "If I didn't care, would I let you in my house and allow you to sleep here? If I didn't care would I be thinking of a thousand ways to break Ian's bones for what he did to you? If I didn't care, would I be telling you this?"

"I guess not," she spoke softly.

Our eyes gazed into each other's and we stayed like that for a while. The next thing I know, I feel Spencer's hand caressing the left side of my face. I surprised myself when I copied her movements and caressed her face. I ran my fingers along her jawline and brushed my thumb over her lip briefly. Spencer leaned forward and captured my lips with hers. Instead of pushing her away like I should've I responded by cupping her face and brushing my lips against hers softly. The kiss only lasted a few seconds before she pulled away. Her hand is still on my cheek and the pad of my thumb is caressing the side of her face.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"For not leaving me out in the rain."

We moved closer together as our lips found each other's again. This time I kissed her. I cupped the back of her head with one hand and had my other arm snaked around her waist. Both of her hands are on my face and her fingers ran up to get messed in my hair. I snakes my other arm around her waist and rolled us over, so I'm lying on my back and pulled her on top of me. Our kiss got more intense as I felt Spencer's tongue slip into my mouth. Our mouths moved together, tongues swirling over the other.

Spencer moved her kisses to my neck down my collarbone and to my shoulder blade. I moaned and held her closer while she worked her magic. What happened next was totally not how I planned my night to go, but was a much better alternative.

Spencer sat up on top of my real quick to take off her shirt. Even though it was dark I could still see the outline of her body. I ran my hands up her body and felt around where her bra is. Spencer bit her lip as I moved my hands to unhook her bra then threw it to the side. Spencer tossed her head back and moaned when I cupped her breast. My member is getting hard with her sitting on top of me half naked. The only thing left on her is her panties.

I ran my hands back down her body and tugged on her panties. She took the hint and moved so I could take them off her. Once her panties were off, I threw them next to her bra. Once again Spencer had to move, so I could remove my pajama pants and my boxers. Now we're both naked and horny.

Spencer lied back down on top of me, so our chest were pressed together. Her lips found mine once again and I held her close while we kissed. While we kissed I ran my hands down her body and gave her ass a good squeeze. Spencer moaned and I used that opportunity to slip my tongue in her mouth. I moved my fingers and stroked around her area. I didn't put my fingers in like I know she wants me to. Our tongues and mouths moved faster together and they didn't break apart for one second. Spencer gasped as I slipped one finger in. Her gasped turned to a moan when I added a second finger.

God I can't take this anymore, I need her now. I removed my fingers and lifted her hips up. Spencer stopped kissing me and helped me by lifting herself up. Then she sunk right back down on top of me making both of us moan. I almost forgot about how great it feels to be inside her. Spencer slowly rocked her hips back and forth, while I thrusted up into her. Once we got a good paste going, Spencer lied back down on top of me and continued our previous make out session.

Spencer moaned and groaned every time I moved faster or harder. I moaned every time I went in deeper. A deep growl escaped from deep within my throat when she started kissing down my neck. She kissed all over my neck until she found my sweet spot, which is the left side of my neck next to my Adam's apples. Once she found my sweet spot, she kissed, sucked, and nibbled in that area. This will make me come a lot quicker.

We both ended up coming at the same time. Afterwards Spencer rolled off of me and lied on her side. My mind was racing and so was my heart. To Spencer that might've been just sex, but to me I know it was something more. Even if I don't want to admit it. When we had sex this time it felt different. I don't know how to explain it. That's the last thing I remember thinking before falling to sleep.

Hey guys! Sorry I took so long for me to update. It's hard to find time with family here. I hope you all liked this chapter. Next chapter someone finds out about Spencer and Toby. Any guesses on who? Thanks for reviewing last chapter keep it up! Reviews motivate me, so yeah bye.