Treegan- loving my best friend

Chapter 8:

I take in a shaky breath.

"Troian, what is it?" He asks nervously. "N-nothing, just about my character, Spencer." I tell him with a fake smile. "Troian you're scaring me." He says sitting up, holding me on his lap. I wrap my arms around him tightly and place my face in the crook of his neck. "I'm sorry." I whisper as he rubs my back. "About what?" He asks in a soft tone.

"What I have to do." I tell him pulling back. "Marlene texted me. A cast mate anonymously told her about us, they seen us kissing in your truck, and she wants us to break up." I tell him as a tear falls down my cheek. "I'm not letting you get away this time. I regretted that 2 years and 278 days ago." He says with tears in his eyes. "What?" I ask him confused.

"Right before Patrick asked you out, I was planning on asking you out. I really liked you. We had an amazing friendship, so I thought it'd work. But as I got there you told me Patrick had asked you out, it killed me. I wanted to date you, I wanted to you kiss you off set, and finally after 2 years, I have you. I'm afraid if we break up you'll stop liking me, and move on to someone else, and I'll spend my time crying thinking why I wasn't good enough for you." He says avoiding eye contact with me.

"Keegan.." I whisper cupping his face in my hands. "I'm so sorry." I whisper stroking his cheek using my thumb. I want to tell him. I want to tell him I love him. It's such a big deal, but once it's said after the first time, it's said all the time. I pull Keegan into a hug and let him quietly cry into my shirt. "It's okay, I'm not leaving you, it's me and you until the end." I reassure him.

"Promise?" He asks wiping a few tears from his eyes. I nod and gently place my lips onto his. "I promise.." I whisper into his ear. "Want to head to your house?" He asks holding my hands. "Wait." I stop him. "I need to tell you something." I say nervously. "Keegan, I. I. Keegan I love you." I say nervously but immediately smiling afterwards, waiting for an answer.

"I love you too." He smiles kissing my cheek. I sigh and hug him. I wrap my legs around his waist, and my arms around his shoulders. "I guess I'm carrying you downstairs." He says laughing, his laugh is music to my ears, complete perfection. He's so cute and he's mine. I carry his bag down stairs while he carries me.

"What do you want to do tonight?" I whisper into his ear, my lips touching him. "Just be with you." He says as we reach the bottom of the stairs. "Let's go out to the truck." He tells me. "I don't want to let go just yet." I say holding on tighter. "Don't make me tickle you." He threatens, making me hold on tighter. I feel his hands run up my shirt, and he starts tickling my sides.

"Keegan!" I say laughing, falling to the floor. He gives me a small grin as we make our way outside. "That wasn't fair, you know how ticklish I am." I whine chasing behind him. We get into his truck and he wastes no time to drive to my place. "It's 5:30 already? We were at your house for a while." I tell him. "Want anything to eat?" He asks me, placing one of his hands on my inner thigh.

"Um..." I say as I feel his finger gently rub my thigh. I place my hand over his on my thigh, he looks at me and smiles. "I'm not that hungry." I tell him. When we finally get to my house, I run to the door and unlock it. "I love your house." He tells me as he looks around smiling. "I love you." I tell him taking his hand. "Now, what did you want to do earlier in your room?" I ask playing with his fingers.

"First, this." He smirks quickly picking me up off of my feet and running up the stairs to my room, of course he knows where it is. He gently closes the door and lays me down on the bed. "Now what?" I ask as he stands in front of me. "Secondly, this." He grins as he crashes his lips against mine.

This was going to be a great night....