Spencer's POV
As I wake up, with my head resting on something very familiar, I begin to become more aware of my surroundings. Before I could take much more in my head catches up with how I'm feeling.
"Fuck, how much did I drink last night?" I ask myself while holding my head and propping myself up against the headboard.
"I'm not too sure, but from how you were acting - a lot" someone answers for me. I jump, unaware that I was with someone. Turning around to face them I instantly know who that voice belongs to.
"Crap..Did we?" I curse to myself, ignoring Toby, pulling up the covers to see that both of us are in fact naked. Jumping out of bed, I walk around the room collecting my clothes.
"Did you mean it?" Toby asks me, I turn to face him while jumping into my skinny jeans.
"Did I mean what?" I ask as I strap my bra back on.
"Do you still love me?" Toby asks me cockily, resting himself up against the headboard.
"Have you seen my top?" I ask ignoring the question, trying to avoid eye contact.
"I like you better with it off" Toby declares while continuing to act cocky.
"Look, this doesn't change anything" I tell him before finding my top and putting it back on covering my bare chest. "We've slept together many times in the past so I don't know why you're acting like you've conquered the world" I look at him before fixing my hair in the mirror.
Sitting back onto the bed, I begin to tie my white converses back onto my feet. I feel the mattress move slightly as Toby's breath becomes stronger on my neck.
"You still love me.." Toby mimics into my ear.
"What has gotten into you?" I push Toby off of me as I jump from the bed and turn to face him. "I'm leaving, and don't follow me" I declare before walking out of his apartment.
