unfortunately, not everyone can be friendly and loving like spencer was. in fact, you were exactly the opposite of that. you were loud, opinionated and sometimes you could be unintentionally rude.

it was a big surprise to know that spencer liked you. your mother had always told you that no one could put up with you because of your attitude problem.

you liked spencer too, even if you couldn’t show it like he did.

spencer liked to think he was there to protect you, but really it was the other way around. you loved him in your own little way, and you would do anything for him—but, it’s not like he would ever know that.

spencer was normally the target for bullying. he was an easy to pick on. he had just gotten beaten up by a group of boys, leaving him all bruised and bleeding. you both sat on your bed as you carefully cleaned the wounds.

“stop moving, spencer.” you told him, your voice coming out harsher than intended. he winced, pouting softly. “but it hurts.” he whined, looking at you with those big eyes.