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Okay, before anything, this chapter is dedicated to videoGAmer123. Without them, this story wouldn't exist. Everybody who is reading this, go check out the story "I'm not okay, I promise". you wont be sorry. Also, remember to read my other note at the bottom, because I'm too lazy to copy and paste it up here...

Now ON WITH THE STORY!!! :)

I went for the door, in fury. I threw Spencer his shirt.

"Im going to go kill that bastard"

I stormed towards the door, only half knowing what I was doing. Why do I care so much? I don't understand. Heck, I don't even know if he is gay or not. All I knew was that David was going to pay for what he did to Spencer.

but Before I could get to the door, a shirtless boy with shaggy blonde hair and green eyes was in front of me, blocking me from getting through.

"Let me through!"

"No, Jesse! I'm not letting you do this. Why do you even care about this so much? We only met a few hours ago. I'm not going to let you go get killed by a guy three times bigger than you, just because he scuffed me up a bit. I'm really OK, I promise. If your trying to make me happy, that's really nice and all, but really what would make me happiest is if you would just listen to me; Don't go fight David. he isn't worth it."

I stopped to contemplate this. His voice was so warm; inviting me to peace. I knew I couldn't defy him.

But David is such a dick! Why would he even do this? If it was to try to hurt me, it worked. I didn't think I had been that obvious about checking him out... Still, back to the task at hand. Spencer's voice willed me to calm down.

My breathing slowed down, as well as my heartbeat. I looked at the boy standing in front of me. He was still pretty beat up. I really shouldn't be noticing his perfectly flat stomach, not too muscly, but not soft. The way his hair brushes perfectly over his forehead, meeting his eyebrows, furrowed in worry. His freckles. His perfect little nose.

"Uh, Jesse???"

I snapped out of my trans, immediately blushing. I looked up at him, and his pleading eyes met mine.

"Fine. But next time he even looks at you the wrong way, that boys got hell to pay."

I was serious. I know I shouldn't be falling over him this much already, but I cant control how much I care about him. Even though we had only known eachother for a few days, I had been watching. And falling in love with all of his little things.

The way he bit his lip when he was nervous. The way he stood, always hands in his pockets hood drawn up, and trying to not make eye contact with anyone. His face when he was in deep thought. The way he scrunched up his face after he yawned. All these little things added up to him-Spencer.

Oh god I am obsessing.

I realized I was creating an awkward silence again.

"So now what do you want to do?"

I asked, not knowing what else to say.

"Umm... Wanna go do something?"

"As long as that something doesn't involve going back to school. How does a movie sound?"

(I secretly hoped he meant something else by "something")

"Sure" he said with a mischievous smile. Ugh. I was falling for him, and I knew I needed to watch myself before I said something stupid-

"But, Spencer?"

My mind said "No! Shut up! Don't tell him! You already creeped him out enough!"

He looked at me

I paused for a second, reconsidering what I was about to say. My mind was practically screaming "LOOK FOR AN EXCUSE!!!"

"Uh, usually they like you to wear shirts at the theatre." Was all I could manage.

He smirked.

"Your such a dork" he said, snatching his shirt, and running to the front door, with that beautiful smile.

I couldn't help but laugh.

We jumped in my car and drove off. He turned on the radio, and started skipping through static. Eventually he stopped at a station playing "Applause" by Lady Gaga. I was surprised to look over and see him totally jamming out and singing. Ha. Adorable. I started singing too. Both of us started to jam out as we turned up the radio, and rolled down the windows.

By the time the song ended, we were both hysterically laughing. Shortly after the bridge, it turned into a competition of "who-can-do-the-stupidest-dance" competition.

We arrived at the theatre, and on our walk in, his hand bumped mine, and my heart fluttered. We walked into the theatre, and after playfully fighting about what we wanted to see, I bought us some popcorn, and we walked in.

This was going to be a day to remember.

okay, okay okay, so before anything,  IM SORRY! I know that I havent uploaded in a LONG TIME. If you guys comment, message me, and reccommend this to your friends though, I could become a full time writer on here! I really have a ton of ideas for boyxboy stories, as well as a few others. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE Help me to get to my goal of 1000 reads of this story! And if you really dont like it, Please tell me and I wont continue. I love you guys! Thanks so much for everything!

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