I closed my eyes as Spencer fell onto me and when I opened his face was right in from of mine. I was taken in by his beautiful eyes and I wasn’t too far away to kiss him either.

He beat me.

Now, I won’t say we made-out or anything but it didn’t matter. This short kiss was significant and romantic. And just what I needed to prove that this must be some kind of love. Crazy, twisted love where one person mostly talks but still love.

When Spencer pulled away, I smiled like the world’s greatest mystery was just solved. Say it! Say it! I was practically screaming in my head.

“I love you.â€? he whispered to my smile, kissing me again like they do in the movies. And it really felt like the movies except for a couple things. Like the way I refuse to reply and the way I want to.

Maybe I should just give up on this all the way. I mean, seriously, one more moment like this and I’ll be talking for the rest of my life. But maybe that’s what I’m supposed to do to get rid of Abby’s burden. You know, forgive and forget?