Aria's POV
Spencer's been locked in the bedroom for a long time but I didn't want to interrupt her time with Emily. Caleb was messing around with Toby and making stupid jokes. That's something Caleb and Spencer had in common, they're both sarcastic and funny - I guess that's why they get along so well. Just then the door to the bedroom opens and Spencer walks out. She looks a little pale which I frown at but she gives me a reassuring smile. Caleb glances at Spencer with a small frown but he doesn't say anything. So it wasn't just me who thought she was acting a little off.
"Are you staying in town?" Spencer asks Caleb walking him to the door.
"For a couple of days." He replies. He whispers something to Spencer that I can't quite hear from my position on the couch. He waves over Spencer's shoulder at me and I wave back smiling brightly in his direction. Once he's gone Spencer crosses the room to me, lying down beside me on the couch and pulling me into her side in a cute cuddle. I always loved it when she did that. It was like she knew exactly what I wanted. I rest my head on her chest and listen to the slow rhythm of her heart. I want to ask what's wrong, I do, but for some reason I can't bring myself to do so.
We lie there, for God knows how long, until Spencer leans down and kisses the top of my head. "Happy birthday Spence." I sigh squeezing her gently while nuzzling closer to her.
"I'm nineteen years old." She says and even though I'm not looking at her I can tell she's smiling. Maybe I had imagined that she was feeling down. Her hands are playing absentmindedly with my hair - another thing I loved about Spencer. "I'm getting old." She jokes. I look up at her and she's concentrated on my hair until she realises I'm looking at her. Her eyes lock with mine and I feel that familiar, but still overwhelming, jolt of electricity. Our love was consuming, there was no escaping it. We're bound together, by an inexplicable force which I can only describe as something more than love. If I wasn't with Spencer then I wasn't with who I was supposed to be with. I kiss her softly on the lips sighing as I felt her hands move from my hair to my waist. She sits up, our lips still locked together, and she hovers over me. Then she stars laughing into the kiss and I pull away raising my eyebrows at her. "What's so funny?" I ask.
"Sorry, I just realised that I'm kissing you." She says leaning back in but I dodge her kiss.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask feeling a little hurt.
"It means that I'm kissing you, Aria Montgomery, the girl of my dreams, whom I love and my best friend." She pauses. "Sometimes it feels so surreal, like, I'm not sure it is real. So I laughed when I kissed you, but that just means that it felt so good that I thought it wasn't real." Always so damn charming. I shake my head smiling again.
"You really have a way with words you know." I compliment.
"I've been told a few times." She shuffles closer to me. "I read in a book once that to hold on, you have to find something you're willing to die for, not just something to live for." She takes my hand in her's, I didn't really know what she was getting at or what she really meant by what she had said.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"I'm willing to die for you Aria." The statement hangs in the air for a little.
"I don't want you to say that." Mostly because I felt the same way. It was kind of an unspoken truth, if it came down to it, I would die for Spencer and I knew she would do the same for me. She had already taken a knife for me.
A small silence settles between us before Spencer breaks it. "You promised me a present." She reminds me. I turn to look at her and lean in to kiss her. I break the kiss brushing my lips over her cheek before nibbling on Spencer's ear. That always drove her insane. I feel her shiver and moan in response obviously satisfied. "Ar." She purrs as I work her ear suductively sucking on it.
"Hmmm?" I hum in question.
"You need to-" She stops mid sentence. "Fuck you, you know my ears are hyper sensitive." She leans her head down toward the floor, leaning her forehead on my shoulder, forgetting whatever her statement was going to be.
"I need to what baby?" I whisper in her ear. She grunts in frustration since I stopped working her ear.
"You need to call me baby again." Spencer replies her hands tickling my back.
Why?" I ask out of intrest. Normally, we didn't call each other those kind of names - only if it sounded right.
"Because it's hot as fuck." Spencer replies and I laugh leaning back from her ear. In an instant I feel her lips on my neck - I should have known she had a plan. She sucks gently on my tender skin, biting every so often, leaving small marks in her wake. It was her way of marking me and telling other people that I was her's. "Spencer," I pause smiling at the opportunity, "baby." She pulls back then when I say that grinning. She always did have the most amazing smile. It was really infectious and dazzling, or stunning, either one worked. "How about we take this to the bedroom?" I ask my eyes shining. She looks into my eyes for a long moment before pulling me into her arms, bridal style, to the bedroom.
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Fanfiction**Spoilers of PLL** Spencer and Aria had always been best friends and the thought had never occurred to them that they might feel more. But something sparked inside of them, just they were too afraid to say anything to each other. Spencer the smart...
