Chapter 2

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I followed Spencer for a while, he seemed upset that his cliché girl was missing. He doesn't know what he wants, even though at first he seemed rude but I've learned to love Spencer jones . As time went past he started to fill his life with girls he didn't need. Many times I tried to meet him without her realising. One day though he got back from a party drunk and high, i watched from a distance as he walked into a street, fuck what should I do. Adrenaline rushed over me and I leaped into the road and pushed him out, by doing that, One he noticed me two I couldn't feel my leg, ouch.

"Dude, are you okay, your leg' he seemed grateful but still she was stoned, wait I recognise you, you're the prick at Andy's party"

Wow my leg will probably be amputated and he cares that I approached her at a party.

"Call 911, I can't feel my leg!"

Good news is he noticed me, bad news is my legs gone. Spencer knew he was in debt to me I did save his life and lost my leg, but we got to know each over over the weeks I was in the hospital, he was actually really sweet. I knew he was the one for me, the one. He was there for me in hospital, how loyal. After a month I left the hospital I was confused if we were more than strangers , surely we were more than that.

"Will you get home alright mark

"Please I'll be fine"

"I'm are you sure?

Aw I'm blushing, he cared about enough to drop me home in a cab.

"Call me if you need anything, mark"

Wow, a number

"I will."

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