Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(36)

“No, just figured I’d get some exercise and run up the stairs, you’re safe to use it.” I smile at the blonde and give a certain look to Valentine.

“Are you sure? It’s not going to break down right?” She looks at me with a look of horror on her face.

“Yes, I’m sure, don’t worry. The ghost might mess with your skirt but it’s not harmful.” I shrug.

“A ghost?” She shrieks and I can see that Valentine is trying hard not to laugh.

“She’s messing with you. There’s not ghost.” He shakes his head and laughs when her face turns red.

“It’s not funny. I believe in ghosts. They are real and you shouldn’t make fun of them.” She glares at me.

“Sorry, it was just too tempting.” I shrug and unlock my door.

“Did you hear from Spencer?” Valentine asks me.

“We texted this morning but nothing since.” I sigh.

“Don’t let him get away.” He winks at me and walks the blonde to the elevator. She hesitates before going in. Just before he follows her in he turns around and mouths ‘You’re evil! I love it.’ I have just enough time to give him a thumb up before he disappears into the elevator.

I open my door and re-lock the door behind me. I turn on the light and see a note on the kitchen counter. Confused and slightly concerned that there really is a ghost, I walk over to it.

Have,

Came over to check up on you as you weren’t in work at lunch. You weren’t here either, figured I’d bring you your mail in as well.

I’ll call you tonight.

Love,

Spence xo

I smile at the simple note and it warms my heart to know that he wanted to see me at lunch, I wish he would have called and I could have asked him to join us. I take the note to my bedroom and slip it in a memory box that contains all of the notes I’ve ever received from Spencer, some even date back to when we were eight.

I change into my panda onesie, don’t judge, and walk into the kitchen to start making dinner. I never imagined my life being like this, I thought I’d be doing something that’d require me traveling all over the country and I’d never be in the same place for more than a couple of days. I never thought I’d have a nine to five job and come home every night to get dinner ready, watch some TV before crashing at ten. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job, but this just isn’t the life I had imagined. I smile as I remember one of the conversations I had with Spencer when we were seventeen about what we’d be doing with our lives.

“What do you think we’ll be like in ten years?” I ask Spencer as we sit on the swings at the local park.

“We’ll be driving around the States, doing little jobs here and there so we can afford to buy food, have a roof over our heads for the night and pay for the gas to get us to our next destination.” Spencer smiles at me.

“Sounds like a plan. I’m in.” I grin.

“I’ll always be here for you, Have.” He reaches for my hand and kisses it.

“I’ll always be here for you too, Spence, why are you getting so emotional?” I look at him, confused about the sound change in the tone of the conversation.

“I’m telling my parents tonight.” He sighs.

“Oh. Do you want me to be there for you when you tell them?” I ask as I squeeze his hand.

“No, but can you be outside waiting for me? I know they won’t accept it.” He looks at me and I can see tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

“Of course, you know I will be there for you. Always.”

“You’re the only one I’ll have left, the only one who truly understands and accepts me the way I am.”

“Why wouldn’t I? You’re my best friend.”

“I love you.” He kisses my forehead.

“I love you too, Spence.” I smile kissing his cheek.

“If they kick me out I’ll come see you as much as I can.” He sighs, sounding defeated.

“If they kick you out you can come live with us.”

“What about your parents? Would they be okay with it?” He looks up at me with hope in his expression.

“Of course. They love you and think of you as their son.” I smile at him.

That night didn’t turn out the way either of us ever expected. I’m suddenly brought back to reality by the sound of my phone ringing. I smile when I see that it’s Spencer.

“Hey you.” I smile as I answer.

“Hey. Good mood again?” I can hear a faint smile in his voice.

“Yes. Was thinking about the day we talked about road tripping across the country. Such a shame that we never got round to it.”

“I know. That day will forever be embedded in my memory.”

“For obvious reasons.” I sigh.

“Yeah.”

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

“Nothing. Just…You do-uhm how was your day?” He quickly corrects himself.

“I don’t what?”

“Nothing. It’s nothing. We should do the road trip when you have a week off. It won’t be the same as living on the road, but it’d still be something.”

“Right…yeah we could, could be fun.” I simply say. I don't want to pick up another fight with Spencer. That day will always be a sensitive subject matter with Spencer.