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Save her now, before its too late tonight.

Oh, like a speeding light. And she smiles.

-Chris Daughtry

It had been three weeks since we last spoke. I left that day and never went back-I couldn't. I had been job searching non stop for places far away from here. I finally found a decent job that was 45 minutes away. I was going to move closer so that it wasn't a far drive-and so I didn't have to deal with running into him time and time again.

"You are seriously leaving me?" Hanna sat on my bed watching me clean out the last of my things.

I laughed lightly, "You'll still see me, Han."

"Not like now," she whined.

I tapped my last box, carrying it to my door. "I promise I will at least try to come down here every few weeks."

"Few weeks?" Hanna went bug eyed. "That's ridiculous!"

"Then you come see me if that's too long," I sighed. "Will you help me bring my last two boxes down to my car?"

She sighed, picking up the smaller of the two boxes, "fine."

"Thank you," I said closing the door behind us.

I put the boxes in my backseat and shut the door.

"Alright," I turned to Hanna. "I'm going to do one last sweep to make sure I got everything."

"I should get going," Hanna shrugged. "Call me when you get to your new place?"

"Sure," I gave her a quick hug.

"I'll miss you," Hanna sighed.

"Han," I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to be forty-five minutes away, I'm not moving across the country!"

"Still," Hanna bit her lip. "I really have to go though," Hanna hugged me one more time. "Bye."

"Bye," I tried smiling the best I could.

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I walked through my apartment, going through each room making sure I got everything. I stood in the middle of my bedroom, feeling an achy feeling in my heart begin to start. I didn't want to go-but it was the best decision for myself.

"Looks so different in here," I heard a voice.

I whipped around to see Toby. "Toby, w-what are you doing here?"

"Hanna told me you were leaving today," he stepped closer to me.

"Oh," I looked down. "That doesn't really answer my question though."

"I'm here because," he opened his mouth, but no words were coming out. "I've been feeling pretty empty I guess. At first-" he swallowed hard. "At first I thought it was because Vanessa and I broke up-but" he looked at me, walking closer to me. "You're the only thing that's been on my mind since then."

"Toby," I stepped away from him. "I'm leaving-for good."

"I know that," he nodded slowly. "I didn't come here to beg you to stay, or to ask for your forgiveness. I just-" he paused for a moment. "Needed to see you one more time."

I looked around, not sure what to say. "I really have to go," I finally spoke.

"Ok," he nodded again. He didn't move, he just stood there.

"That means you have to leave too," I sighed.

"You aren't taking your bed with you?" he sat down on it, ignoring my request.

I sighed, "The movers are getting it tomorrow." I waited for him to say something or leave. "Seriously Toby, I have to go."

"What are you going to sleep on tonight?" his eyebrows crinkled in confusion.

"I don't know? The floor I guess," I looked at him like he was crazy. "I'm leaving, so if you are going to stay, be my guest. It's not my place anymore." I turned around to leave.

"Spencer wait," I felt his hand wrap around my wrist and tug me towards him. "You can't go."

"I have to," I towered over him. I was now standing between his legs, my wrists still captured by his hands.

"I love you," he looked up at me. "And damnit, if I have to fight for you I will."

"Toby," I said exhausted.

"No," he shook his head. "Don't do that. Don't push me away! You keep doing that to me! I know you love me, and I sure as hell love you. So why not fight for that?" He looked at me with anger in his eyes. "I know that we started off wrong. I wish I could take back what I did to you and to Vanessa, but I can't." His eye glistened with tears, "I'm not letting you leave until you admit that we are meant to be together."

I sighed, unsure of what to say. He was right, I did love him. "I'm scared," I trembled.

"Me too," he brushed his thumb along my cheek. "But I'm even more scared of losing you."

I relaxed my head into his hand, closing my eyes. "What if we don't work an-"

"We will," he assured me. "I know it."

"Like you knew with Vanessa?" I looked at him.

"No," he shook his head. "I said we were supposed to get married and have kids. Because after you've been with someone for four years, that's only expected. Why do you think I never proposed to her? I had the money. I just never had that gut feeling that it was meant to be." He pulled me down so I was sitting on his lap, "I have that feeling with you. That we are meant to be. I just have to get you to see that."

"I do see that," I whispered into his neck.

I felt him relax a little, "Please don't go." He pulled my face to his, "don't leave me."

"I already have a place I can't jus-"

"I'll buy you out of your contract," he shook his head.

"Toby," I shook my head.

"Live with me," he offered.

"Are you crazy?!" I nearly laughed at him. "We haven't even started dating yet!"

"I don't care," he smiled. "If crazy is what this is," he intertwined our fingers. "Then I want to be completely insane."

I looked at him for moment, debating. "I don't know…" I trailed off.

"You can trust me, I'll take care of you, I promise," his hands rested on my waist. "I'm superman," he smiled at me.

I couldn't help but smile back at him. I finally caved, and pressed my lips to his. It was just like I expected. It was enough for me to forget about everything and everyone, except us. The way he kissed me it was like… like it was the last time we would ever kiss. He cherished every second of it.

"So is that a yes?" he smiled into my mouth.

I grumbled against his lips, "This is crazy."

"So you'll move in with me?" He smiled

"No," I shook my head. "But…" I walked over to my door and closed it. I walked back to him. "I will stay."

His smile widened as I straddled his lap, "I love you too, by the way," I said before kissing him.

Clothes were shed, names were moaned, and love was made.

A/N: Are you happy now?