A Summer in Paris: a Spoby story

Chapter 43

Spencer's POV:

Toby's taking me somewhere special to cheer me up, but he won't tell me where we're going. I'm really excited. Toby is so sweet. He's been trying to cheer me up the whole day. He let me go shopping and he held all of my bags. We, of course, got coffee multiple times throughout the day. We walked through bookstores and record stores for hours on end. He tried to make me laugh and smile. He held me close to him the whole day. He kissed me every chance he got, which I was definitely okay with. Now it's sunset and we are just walking in silence. Toby has his arm draped around my shoulders and pulling me as close to him as he can without hurting either of us. I'm leaning my head against him. I can hear his heart beating perfectly in sync with mine. I inhale deeply and I can smell his amazing Toby smell. I don't know how to describe it, it's just his smell, it's Toby. "I love you." He says breaking the silence. "I love you too." I say back. "I'm really sorry I scared you. It won't ever happen again." I look up into his blue eyes and say, "just promise me you won't make anymore deals with -A." I say. "Spencer, I will do anything to protect you. You may not always like how I do it, but just know that anything and everything I do is to protect you. I love you too much to loose you. If you would have jumped I would have been right behind you because I can't live without you. I can't live in a world where you don't exist." He says. His stare is so intense that I feel as if I can see right into his soul. Cheesy I know, but that's how it feels. He only looks away from me when his phone rings. He picks up, "Hey... Mhm... Great thank you... Bye." "Who was that?" I ask. "Nobody, but it's time to go." I look at him confused. "Where?" He smirks, "you'll find out soon enough." Ugh it's killing me already, I hate surprises! We walk about a block and then Toby slides his arm from my shoulder and to my hand. He pulls me to a blue motorcycle, but its not like his Harley at home, it's one of those sporty looking motorcycles. He takes a helmet off the back and puts it on my head. He makes sure its all secure and then does the same with his helmet. "Hop on." He say after getting on himself. "No." I know he loves motorcycles, but they scare me. "Please? I promise you ill be really careful and its the only way to your surprise. "Fine, but go slow." He chuckles and I hop on behind him. I wrap my hands tightly around his muscular abs and then he takes off. In about 5 or 10 minutes we are just out of the city and Toby stops. He pulls to the curb and helps me off the bike. We go up five floors in an old elevator. We get out and go down a hallway. Toby stops in front of a door with the number 2 on it. He goes under the mat and gets a key. He flings the door open and we step inside. "What do you think?" All I can say is, "wow."
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Authors Note:
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