Okay, I'm dedicating this chapter to PeaceLoveMaheen, without who, this chapter wouldn't have come up for a while. But I said if she updated Hide& Seek, I'd update this one. So thank her. (Seriously. Thank her.)

Chapter 8.

I tapped my finger impatiently on the counter, and checked the clock again. 6:15. I groaned. 15 more minutes. He'd said he'd be here at six thirty.

Hanna stepped out of her room, dressed in a new outfit. I cocked an eyebrow, and she smiled sweetly.

She blushed, something I'd rarely seen her do. "Caleb's taking me out to dinner tonight. Do I look pretty?" (I feel like in most fanfics, all Hanna and Caleb do is have sex. Well that is NOT going to happen in this story! They're JUST going to dinner…)

I smiled. "Gorgeous."

Suddenly, she squinted at me. "Is Toby coming over? You seem happy."

I nodded dreamily.

She gasped, gawking at me. "And you're wearing that?"

I looked down at my comfy t-shirt and sweats. "What's wrong with this?"

She shook her head. "Girl, you need some serious fashion intervention." Then she went on, totally re-doing my outfit, hair, and makeup, saying I needed a casual, yet sexy outfit.

I pouted. I ended up (in my opinion) looking similar to before. I now had a low-cut tee on, and a different pair of sweats that hung lower on my hips. My hair was in a low pony, and my makeup was extremely light.

She glared at me. "Do not look like that. I, as your friend, am obligated to make sure you look good on a date. Even if it's just a movie night. Speaking of which, what are you watching?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. We'll decide when he gets here."

She pursed her lips, smirking at me. "I thought this would happen." She walked toward the TV. "Now, you need to choose one of THESE movies. They are guaranteed to give you a lovely make-out session!"

I stuck out my lip stubbornly. "Maybe I don't want a make-out session."

She put down the movies, rolling her eyes. "Suuuuuuure. Seriously? Girl, there is no way you would turn down a make-out session with him. Have you SEEN his body?" (I actually kinda agree with Hanna here when it comes to the show. Also, if you're not used to the 'Girl' it's my Northside slang. No, that is NOT a sign of 'trying to talk street')

I sighed. "Hanna. I'm not saying that I don't want to kiss him. What I'm saying is that I'm not gonna watch a movie just so I can kiss him. If I want to kiss him, I will. I don't need a movie to do it."

She smirked. "So you're admitting you want to kiss him?"

"That's not the point!"

"You're avoiding the question."

I blew out an exasperated sigh. "Hanna, this conversation is over."

She fluttered her eyelashes at me. "So you DO want to."

I harrumphed under my breath, walked over to her, and snatched Easy A from the pile. (Ha! Easy A! As in A? Get it? That wasn't funny was it… Wow, this is awkward…)

She smiled at me, setting the rest of the movies down. "I'm glad you've finally found someone Spence."

I looked up at her, confused. "What? I've dated before."

She looked at me, then away. "But never someone who was right for you." (I feel like in most stories Hanna is just used as comic relief. She's a person too!)

I was shocked. I never thought Hanna would say that. She supported every relationship.

She shifted uncomfortably. Well, I gotta go. Caleb awaits me!"

I shook my head. "You'd think he'd be classy enough to pick you up."

"He is," she said defensively. "But he wanted me to come down on my own. He said it was a surprise…" She frowned, only just realizing how strange this was.

She peeked out the window and squealed. "There's a limo!" And with that, ran out the door.

I walked slowly over to the window, and looked out, just in time to see Hanna leap into Caleb's arms, hugging him. I smiled, happy because she was happy.

I curled up in my favorite armchair, and thought about what Hanna had said.

In the ninth grade, I'd dated Colin West. I'd broken up with him three months after he asked me out, because he was stupid, and couldn't hold a decent conversation.

Just a month later, Devin Anderson asked me out. I said yes, but regretted it. He was snotty about my friends behind their backs and sucked up to them when they were there.

Then I'd gone three years without a relationship, going on a couple of dates, and to dances, but never really in a relationship. I'd dated Cameron Taylor for a whole year, in the twelfth grade, but we'd broken up when he'd gone to Europe for college, and I chose to not go with him.

I'd never liked him enough to do that.

But now, with Toby, I realized that I would do that. If he asked me to go to Europe with him, I'd go. I would still be able to keep in touch with my friends, and he was worth it.

Just then, I realized I was staring at the wall with a stupid grin on my face. (HA! I do that ALL THE TIME)

I jumped up, and started pacing around the kitchen, then walked into the bathroom, and looked at myself in the mirror. I tapped my finger nervously against the counter. I splashed some water on my face, forgetting about Hanna's makeup job. Thankfully, she'd used waterproof makeup.

I couldn't stop thinking about what Hanna said. There is no way you would turn down a make-out session with him.

I bit my lip. Hanna was right. I wanted to make out with him. But I didn't want to plan it.

A couple hours later, Toby and I were curled up on the couch, watching the movie. I sighed sympathetically, oohed, and awwwed through the whole thing. Toby just sat there, his arm around me, laughing silently at me. Whenever I gasped or sighed, his whole body would shake. But when I cried, (just once!) he squeezed my shoulder and smiled at me.

At the end, when Todd picked up Olive in the lawn mower, I sighed happily, snuggling into Toby.

I looked up at him as the credits rolled. "Would you ever pick me up in a lawn mower?"

He grinned, leaning down to kiss me on the nose. "If you ever wanted me to."

I was suddenly overcome by a deep appreciation for how wonderful Toby was. He'd forgiven me for cheating, and poured out his soul to me. I smiled, and leaned up to peck him on the lips.

He smiled quizzically. "What was that for?"

I blushed. "For being… you."

He grinned, and leaned down to kiss me passionately on the lips.

I smiled. "What was that for?"

"For being you."

I grinned wickedly, and then moved forward on his lap, straddling him. I rested my forehead against his, then kissed him, hard.

He seemed surprised at first, but then kissed me back, equally passionately. I deepened the kiss, threading my hands into his hair. He pulled back, kissing me on the nose. I whimpered as he kissed his way down to my neck, then closed the distance and crashed my lips against his, putting my arms around his neck.

I could feel him smile against my lips as his hands dug into my hips. I kissed him harder.

Suddenly, we heard the key in the lock, and Toby and I quickly jumped away from each other.

I ended up squished on one side of the couch, while he was on the other.

"I'm home!" said Hanna cheerfully. "And I brought bagels!" (mmmm. Bagels.)

I cleared my throat, and turned around to glare at her. She walked towards me.

"Oh, did I interrupt something?"

I just looked at her.

She covered her smile with her hands. "Sorry! I'll just be going! I have… homework to do!"

I sighed as she walked into the bedroom, and scooched over to sit next to Toby. He pulled me up against his chest and I sighed contentedly, pushing my fingers through his.

They fit together perfectly.

Okay, I know that was a crappy make-out scene. I can think and talk way dirtier than describing a make-out without even thinking, but I CANNOT WRITE IT. I wanted less thinking than when she made out with Alex, but it just ended up sounding worse. Anyway, I probably won't write again AT LEAST until next Tuesday. I need Spoby to get back together! It's killing me! Especially some of the things the producers have said… I could name a LOT of people from that show who need to go away… forever.

As always, thanks for reading my story! Please Review!

-Layla

P.S. In response to Spoby4Eva's review on chapter 5, I would like to warn you that they're going to have another fight in the next two chapters. I just need to figure out what it's going to be about… Maybe Wren will make a reappearance… he's a scumbag. Anyway, yes, I am sorry for their fights, but they have to happen. Just remember that it ends happily ever after! (Out of curiosity, do you want Spence to get pregnant?)