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964 Reads! You only need 36 more for the release of my new book! I'm way excited. Read ON!

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The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. I painfully released Spenser's hand, and put my jacket into my backpack.

"Well, I guess I'll see you in Math?" He said.

I sniffled. After talking to Spencer through lunch, I calmed down.

"Okay. Sounds good" I said forcing a smile.

"Great. Peace out, girl scout!" He said. He hugged me, earning some weird looks from passers by, but I didnt really care. I was just worried about the hurricane that must be happening at home right now. I could just imagine her calling everyone she knows, and their dogs to tell them that I was gay. The thought made me shutter.

I watched Spencer walk away. He looked amazing today. He was wearing a bright blue fitted V neck, and jeans that weren't too skinny, but just the right amount. Along with bright blue converse.

I realized for the first time that Spencer was a different person. A different person who I loved even more. I loved to see this happy, and well, gayer side of him. (Pun somewhat intended.) It made me happy to see that he was able to be more and more comfortable in his authentic self.

I walked quietly to English. Eww. Mrs. Smith... Fortunately for me, I was able to take a seat in the back, and wasn't called on more than once, to which I responded quietly, so that she couldn't hear, and that would annoy her.

After a full period of more dread than the tears of orphans, I noticed that I was unusualy happy to go to math. I hated math. But having Spencer there made all the difference.

Math rolled around, and the monotone voice of the teacher made me want to sleep. Seriously, I want to record his voice, and play it to help me fall asleep at night.

The bell rang and I ran for the door. I crashed into someone. Bailey. Oh great. She just got back from her vacation.

"JESSE!!!" She said hugging me, with a little more touching than I was comfortable with.

"Uh, Hey" I said.

"I missed you so much. Did you miss me? Did you? Huh?" She was treating me like I was her puppy, and that the greatest thing in the world just happened to me. Quite the contrary.

She reached to my stomach, and started tickling/feeling me up. EWWW!!!! I flinched, and tried to pull away, but she wouldn't let me.

I made it very clear that I did not want to be touched by her. I pushed, shoved, pulled, and tried to make her stop. I was getting frustrated and quite frankly grossed out.

Bailey suddenly fell over, flopping on the ground. I looked over and saw the hatred filled eyes of Spencer.

He took a few steps closer to her, and got uncomfortably close to her face.

"Don't EVER touch him again." He screamed in a whisper. He stood up, took my hand, and we walked away not looking back. Well, I walked, he strutted. Did he eat a box of Gay flakes this morning? Usually i would be weirded out by guys acting like this, but personally I'm finding it very adorable.

Plus he is really cute when he is angry, and it makes me happy to know he fought for me.

We got to his house, and he started laughing hysterically.

"Whats so funny?" I asked.

"Did you see her face?" He said laughing so hard he was practically on the floor.

"She looked like she just shipped her pants!" He said laughing harder.

I cracked a smile. Back when we first hung out, we had watched the popular youtube video "Shipped my pants" And we nearly shipped ours laughing so hard. It had become a kind of inside joke between us.

"Haha... haaaaa" He said kicking back onto the couch, finally calming down.

"You know whats awesome?" he asked.

"No, but im sure you'll tell me" I said back.

"I just went in for scans, and my brain is healed!" He said happily.

"Are you sure? Because back there you had all the signs of a 'histerically laughing episode' also known as 'posession via adorableness' I said.

We both laughed, and I eased down onto the couch. After considering for a while, I just did it. I cuddled up next to him, with him in my arms.

"What you did today was really sweet" I said.

"Well did you see her? She was half eye raping, half real raping you! Seriously, the whole time her eyes were closed and her mouth wide open. Nasty." He said.

He adjusted my arm a little tighter around him. I played with his hair.

"Besides, I'm yours, remember?" He said.

"Right" I said back, smiling.

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My eyes opened to a bright flash. Ugh. How long had we been asleep? After rubbing my eyes, and noticing Spencer was awake too, I saw his mom standing above us with a camera.

"MOM!!" Spencer yelled of embarrassment.

"Im sorry you guys are just too adorable together, and I needed a picture!"

"Mom that's so incredibly creepy on so many levels!" He said.

"Okay Im sorry! Go back to sleep! I want more pictures of you guys together!"

Spencer groaned, and grabbed my hand, pulling me upstairs. We went into his room.

"Sorry, she can be a bit... Sentimental." He said laughing and rubbing the back of his neck.

"Nah, your good" I said, pushing him back onto his bed.

"Besides, Your bed is more comfortable anyway." I said, cuddling up next to him.

"What do you want to do?" He asked. It was about 7:00 at night. We had slept for a long time.

Okay, Lets just get this out of the way right now. I'm not a very sexual person. Yes, its nice sometimes, but honestly, I'm a complete and total cuddle slut. And proud of it.

Jeez. What did you think I was going to say?

"Lets watch a movie!" I said. We went and grabbed a movie. We both agreed on Indiana Jones. About 20 Minutes in, I noticed him on his phone.

"Who are you texting?" I asked.

"Mmm, No one." He said.

I didn't want to pressure him, and so I let it slide.

Two minutes later, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. In came Spenser's mom, with a tray full of food.

"Thanks" said Spencer.

So that's who he was texting... That sneaky little...

The rest of the movie went by uneventfully. We ate, and talked and laughed, and just being with him made me so happy.

After the movie ended, Spencer gave me a pair of sweat pants and a cool green T shirt. I looked down at my phone when I was changing, and saw that i had over 20 messages.

I read through them. They went a little something like this:

6:37: From; Mom: YOU LITTLE LIAR! I CANT BELIEVE YOU!

6:46: From; Mom: I cant believe I raised you. There is no need to ever come home.

6:59: From; Mom: Why did you choose to be gay? That really hurts me.

7:14: From; Mom: Fine. You don't have to talk to me.

7:25: From; Mom: I'm doing perfectly fine without you.

7:36: From; Mom: Your father knows. How dare he disagree with my decisions...

7:47: From; Mom: Fine. You can come home. But im not happy about this.

8:42: From; Mom: IM SO SORRY! JESSE I NEED YOU! Please come home! Im sorry I acted so bad. Please come home.

8:58: From; Mom: I just did research on the LGBT community. Please let me know that your okay. I don't know what I would do with myself if you were...gone.

And so on. After my emotional roller coaster reading the texts, I texted her back.

9:45: To; Mom: Okay. Im alright. Talk later.

I really didn't want to talk to her right now. And that's all she needed to know. I went back to Spencer and told him.

"Hey, come here" he said.

I obeyed.

He hugged me tight. I could feel him crying against me.

"Do you know what this means? I am so happy our parents support us. I love you with every fiber of my being, Jesse" He said.

FLASH

We looked over. The door was open a crack, and his mom was standing there with a camera, giddy like a 5 year old.

Spencer just tilted his head at her.

She mouthed the word "Sorry" to us, then closed the door.

We laid down on the bed together, and he laid his head on my chest. I reached up and played with his hair. He took of his shirt, and so did I. I could feel his warmth and smooth body against me. And I fell asleep to the sound of his voice, and the sound of the cars driving by outside.

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I love romatic fluff :)

Okay, so I'm pretty sure next chapter will be the last. Keep reading, and ill release my new book!!! So excited! I'm carrying a notebook with me now, so I can write down ideas and revise them wherever I am. Love you guys! VOTE, MESSAGE, COMMENT!!!

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