Ghost

Chapter Forty Four

                                  Spencer's POV

     Yes, I may have freaked out a little bit. I let myself fall into Natasha but caught myself. Not that I thought she wouldn't catch me, but because I think she would.

     Just hear me out, please.

     If I let her catch me, it's not fair to hold back this ginormous secret, especially from her. And I can't expect her to be okay with it if I did tell her. So I'm stuck. But she fought for it, and I couldn't let it go either. I should, I really, really should, but I couldn't.

      So we spent the rest of that night talking, not about my past obviously but of just about anything and everything else we could think of.

     We eventually fell asleep, cuddled up on the couch, her in my arms and her head on my chest. It was one of the best nights sleep I think I've ever had. I'm conflicted about it.

      We were still laying there deep in whatever dreams our heads were letting us run away with. I can tell you.. that I can not tell you what mine was. I'm sorry but I'm keeping that one to myself.

      The door slams shut. "Honey, I'm home!"

      My eyes fly open at the sudden noise, blinking a few times before my brain recognized Yelena. "Lena!" I whisper yelled.

     That's when she noticed our position. Shit. She is either going to be okay with it or be pissed. The look on her face says pissed.

      I attempt to put the fire out before it gets worse, "it's not what you think! We were just talking and fell asleep," I'm still whispering, I don't want to wake her up. She's incredibly adorable while she sleeps. And at any other point in time. Oh boy.

     She narrows her eyes at me then breaks into a wide grin. The little shit, messing with me and trying to give me a heart attack.

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                                     Yelena's POV

     I walk over to Spencer and lean on the couch by her head so we can continue the conversation.

     "Awe. Look at you Spence. You're even blushing."

     "Shut up. I'm just warm," she mumbles out. Yeah, that's convincing.

     "Yeah, okay. Whatever you say Spence," I say with a sarcastic lilt.

     She speaks up and asks me, "so you don't hate this?"

     "What, you and my sister? I think you two would be good for each other. Cute even. And you could be my sister!" I get excited towards the end, getting a little louder and making Natasha move a little. Who would have thought she could sleep through all this?

     I can't help but run away with the idea. Maybe they'll both get past their stupid shit and try this out.

     "Woah woah, you're getting ahead of yourself there. We just fell asleep."

     "Bitch, please. I see the way both of you look at each other. I see how she reacts to you. It was more than falling asleep."

      I have never seen Natasha the way she is around Spencer. And when we had a chance to talk, she gushed when I brought her up. I don't know if she wants to admit it, but Natasha has feelings for Spencer. It's so obvious. Except to Spencer, of course.

     Her face is really red and she won't look at me. Wait.. "did something more happen besides falling asleep?!" Her face gives her away entirely. "Holy shit, Spencer! You better spill."