Finally we made it to Spencer's house, which was an adventure to say the least. One, because I wanted to find out what surprise she had for me. And two, we were riding my motorcycle. I had brought it instead of the truck last night. I thought if she saw the truck before she saw me, she would run off and I might not get the chance to talk to her.
I knew Spencer wasn't scared because she had ridden on it with me before. But she didn't seem to like the idea either. We both got on the motorcycle and she had her arms in a death grip around my waist. It reminded me of the first and only other time that she had ridden with me.
"Wow, you got here fast." Spencer commented as she let me in. "Usually it takes you twenty minutes to walk here. Did your dad give you the car?"
"No, I got my own, sort of." I told her.
"You got a car? When?" She asked really surprised.
"I said sort of." I clarified. "It's not a car, but it gets me around. I bought a motorcycle about a week ago. I've been fixing it up and I just test drove it over here. Everything's good."
"You bought a motorcycle?" She asked slowly letting it sink in. "Is it safe?"
"Yes, I did. And yes, it is. I promised you a long time ago that I'd stay safe if I ever got one. I intend to do that as best as I can." I answered her. "It's right out front if you want to take a ride with me."
"What? No! No way!" She yelled. "If you want to drive that thing around yourself, be my guest. But no way am I getting on thing!"
"It'll be fun." I tried to convince her.
"But you told me you just test drove it!" She argued back.
"It works fine, Spencer, I swear. And would I ever do anything with you that wasn't safe?" I asked her knowing what her answer would be. "All you have to do is sit there and hold on."
"And you promise not to crash into anything?" She asked hesitantly and I knew she was about to give in.
"I promise." I said placing my hands on her shoulders for emphasis.
A few minutes later we were on the road. I drove around the neighborhood slowly at first so Spencer could get used to it. But now we were going onto the busier streets around town. I could tell she was scared at first because she had a death grip around my middle. But I eventually felt her relax a little so I knew she wasn't terrified anymore. I drove us to the hill and pulled over on the side of the road.
"We're here, Spence." I told her as I helped her off.
"Where exactly is here?" She asked.
"The hill, I figured you might want to go somewhere relaxing. You sounded pretty annoyed with your parents when you asked me to come over." I told her and then added. "And after the ride here you probably need some rest."
"Honestly, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be." She reluctantly admitted. "I wouldn't make it a regular thing though. But I actually did enjoy going faster once we were out of town. Feeling the wind was pretty awesome. And I'm glad I couldn't see the trees and everything blurring by. That might have made me sick and I would've been more nervous."
"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it and that you didn't get sick." I couldn't help but laugh a little. "Now, let's go enjoy the hill together for a few hours."
"So what did you think this time?" I asked her about the motorcycle as we went up stairs in her house.
"Pretty much the same thing I did last time." She shrugged. "And I was right about seeing everything blur past us. I was feeling a little queasy on that one windy road. But I got used to it. Like I said before, it wasn't bad but I prefer the truck."
"I know, I prefer the truck too most of the time." I agreed. "Speaking of the truck, will I need to come back with it later to take whatever surprise you're giving me?"
"I'm giving you two things. One I can hold but the other you'll need the truck for." She told me as she stopped and opened a closet door.
"What's in the closet?"
"This isn't a closet. It's the door to the attic. What I have for you is up here. Or at least I hope it still is." She informed me and then led the way up the stairs.
We got to the attic and it was very different from other attics I had been in. Instead of a mess of furniture and boxes just left up here, everything was neatly organized like a furniture or antique store. But honestly I don't know why I was surprised considering this was the Hastings' attic. The whole family probably enjoyed organizing the layout.
"Okay, I haven't been up here since I was twelve. But I think it's by the dressers." She said as she made her way through the huge organized maze.
"Tell me what it is you're looking for and I can help." I offered.
"It's a wooden nightstand with three drawers and the top one is missing." She told me.
"Nice, I get a present that's a fixer upper." I sarcastically teased her.
"Well, it's worth it. It used to be my grandfather's. The third drawer has a fake bottom and it was in the guest room I always slept in. So as a kid I loved it because I would always hide stuff in there. When he passed away he left it to me and it's been up here ever since."
"Spencer, I can't take that!"
"Yes, you can. It's just sitting up here and something that awesome doesn't deserve that. And you said yourself that it's a fixer upper. Who better to do fix it than the best carpenter in Rosewood?" She stated and I couldn't find a way to keep arguing.
"I don't know about the best carpenter part." I shrugged. "But I'd be happy to fix it up and I could definitely use a nightstand with a secret hiding spot."
"Good, now let's find it."
A few minutes later we did find it behind two large dresses and some headboards. The Hastings' really did have enough furniture up here to open a store. And some of it looked old enough to be on display or something. It was pretty light so I easily brought it down and put it in Spencer's room until I could come back with the truck.
"So, I'm assuming this is what I'll need the truck for. What was the other thing you mentioned?" I asked out of curiosity.
Instead of answering, Spencer walked over to the rocker and started digging through a box that was on it. She pulled out a picture frame and gave it to me face down. I turned it over and started laughing when I saw the picture.
It was from a few months ago and Mona took the picture of us. Mona asked Mike and me to come over to her house because she and Spencer had found something. But they had gone to get pizza and we got there before them. Mike got bored while we were waiting and decided to have some fun with them for taking so long. He pulled out two cans of silly string. Why he had it? I don't know. But I do know it was fun surprising Spencer and Mona.
They yelled at us so bad but Mike and I just stood their laughing. Eventually they must have seen the funny side of it and started laughing with us. Mona took the picture of Spencer and me. And I took one of Mona and Mike. But the girls did get their revenge by making Mike and I split the small pizza and they kept the extra-large one for themselves.
"I didn't know if you had any framed pictures of us. And most people like to keep a picture or something on their nightstand so it works out. A very nice and coordinated gift if you ask me."
"I actually don't have any framed ones. So thank you, for the picture and the nightstand." I said as I set the picture down on the nightstand and then embraced her in a hug.
"You're very welcome." She laughed. "Now, let's get out of here before my parents come home from their morning at the club."
We got to the coffee shop and she glanced inside but we didn't go in. I took her around back and up the stairs to the loft. When we got I saw a note from Jason saying he had gone out for a bit. I sighed in relief that I would get a little more privacy with Spencer before her brother showed up.
"Where's Jason?" Spencer asked me as she took the place in.
"He said he went out and plans to be back around one-thirty." I told her.
"Good, let's enjoy the peace and quiet while we can. So do I get a tour?"
"There's not much to see." I shrugged. "There's a bathroom back there and I guess this is the living room. I plan to put a desk over there and a table over there."
I pointed to the different spots and then walked into the kitchen area.
"This is the kitchen obviously. The fridge is like new but there's nothing in it."
"Is that because you haven't had a chance to stock it? Or because Jason is eating you out of house and home?" She asked jokingly.
"A little bit of both probably. But at least we're giving the take out places some good business." I laughed. "Come on, I'll show you the upstairs."
"It has an upstairs?"
"Yeah, but it's just two really small bedrooms. And watch your head; the ceiling's a little low." I warned her.
"Wow, this is pretty nice. It's small but I imagine it'll feel nice and homey once you get it fixed up a bit more. And once you get furniture." She said as she sat on the air mattress.
"Ezra is hoping to have the coffee shop open by the end of July at the latest. And I'm hoping this place will be mostly fixed up by the end of the summer." I told her. "And thank you again for your contribution to the furniture department. The picture already makes this place better and the nightstand will too."
"You're welcome again. And hopefully Jason will be out of here by the end of the summer." She commented. "Don't get me wrong. I'm glad you let him stay here but…"
"But you don't want your slightly annoying older brother ruining intimate moments?" Jason finished her sentence.
Both of us looked towards the doorway in shock. Neither of us heard him come back and he came back way earlier than he said he would.
"Hey, Jason," I mumbled awkwardly.
"Jason, what are you doing here?" Spencer asked him.
"I live here now, Spencer." He told her and then added. "And for now this is my bedroom too since the other one is used for storage. So keep that in mind and don't make any memories in here."
"Jason!" Spencer yelled and threw a pillow at him.
"Alright, I'll leave you alone. I'm going to work on the plumbing in the bathroom. Make sure you keep the door open." He said and then he left.
"He came back early on purpose." Spence mumbled as she picked the pillow back up.
"Yeah, he probably did. Or he purposely wrote the wrong time just to mess with us." I agreed. "But let's not worry about him. He'll be working on the plumbing all day. And we can spend all of it up here if you want."
"I like the sound of that." She smiled and then she leaned in to kiss me.
"Jason doesn't have super hearing does he?" I asked her when we broke apart.
"Not that I know of." She laughed.
"Good," I stated and then I started kissing her again.
"Tobes," She asked as she pulled away just enough so that she could talk. "I'm really glad you came back."
"I'll always come back to you, Spence." I told her and I sealed the promise with a kiss.
Let me start by giving a shout-out to prettylittlespoby13 for giving me the motorcycle idea. I hope everyone liked this chapter and sorry if it felt a little bit like a filler. Tomorrow I will update with the final chapter. It'll be from Spencer's POV and...well that's all I'm gonna say. Thanks for reading, leave a review, and see you tomorrow. :)