Remember Me

Chapter 8: English Boy Gone Wrong

Kimberly's P.O.V:

My feet returned to ground again. I still had my arms around him though. He was a lot tanner than the last time I saw him. 

"How are you, guys?" he says pulling away and hugging Willow next.

His hug with Willow wasn't as exciting as when he hugged me, but we had been friends longer.

"I've been good. I missed you so much," I say.

It's been about 6 months since Spencer had gone away. He was a close friend of mine, who had been living in England for the past 6 months. 

"Well I've missed you both too," he smiles leaving Willow's side.

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Willow had gone home later that afternoon and I was inside watching a movie with Spencer. He was sitting really close to me, which I didn't really care at first, it was just that there was the whole rest of the couch.

I got up to got the bathroom. When I came back, Spencer was sprawled out across the couch. He grinned.

"Spencer, scoot over."

"No, I have to talk to you," he whispered.

"We are talking," I state.

"No, about something else. Let's go outside, in the old tree house," he suggests.

I let out a sigh, as I follow him into to the tree house in my back yard.

 Leo and I had watched our dads build it. It was fun to watch. When we were little, we pretended it was our house and we were going to live in it after we got married. 

I sat criss-crossed in the tree house, sitting across from Spencer. 

"I've been thinking about things when I was in England," he finally says.

"What kind of things?" I asked, hoping he wasn't talking about what I thought he was.

"Well, what we were before I moved," he says.

I was sitting next to Spencer talking about random things like we always did. I laughed at something he said, the next thing I knew, his lips had found mine and we were making out in the tree house. A week later we were sitting in his house watching a movie as he held my hand under the blanket.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked me, randomly during the movie.

"Yes, I'd love to," I say grinning.

I had always like Spencer, but never wanted to be the first one to say something about it. 

He kissed me.

We dated for seven months up until he told me he was moving away and wanted to just be friends. It hurt me so much.

I couldn't believe he was saying this.

"What?" I blurt.

"I regret breaking up with you," he explains.

"It's alright, long distance doesn't work anyway," I say.

"I'd like to try."

I shook my head.

"You decided to tell me that six months after you dumped me? What a English girl didn't want you?" I questioned angrily. 

"Kim, baby, it wasn't like that," he begged, placing his hand on my thigh. 

I pushed it away, "Don't call me that."

"Kimberly, look at me," Spencer begged.

I shook my head.

He placed his hand back on my thigh and rubbed his thumb back and forth. 

"Babe, please? Let me love you," he urged.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this," I started crying, covering my face with my hands.

"No, please, give me another chance."

The sound in his voice sounded hurt.

"I have go," I say weakly.

I began crawling out of the tree house.

"Wait, wait, Kimberly, I love you. I always have, I always will.

"Well, that's gotta suck for you," I snap, crawling over his leg and climbing down the ladder.

My feet hit the last rung. I hopped down and took off running towards Leo's house.

"Kimberly!" Spencer called after me.

I wiped my face free from tears and rang the doorbell to Leo's back door.

The door swung open.

"Yes, do you-" Leo answered, starting to say something, but stopped when he saw my face.

Leo hugged me tightly and walked me inside with his arm around me.

"Are you okay?" he asked sitting with me on the couch.

"No, my ex-boyfriend told me he wanted me back," I explain.

Leo frowned.

"The guy that was over earlier?" he asked.

"What guy?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You were hugging him in the yard and screaming excitedly," he explained, " I wasn't watching you, I just overheard you guys talking."

"It's okay,"I sniff.

"Do you need anything?" he asked me sweetly.

I shook my head.

"Leo, the tacos are done," Lizzy called.

Lizzy walked in the room. Her face looked surprised as her son was hugging me on their couch, as I was crying.

"Oh honey, what's wrong?" she rushed over to me.

"Guys are stupid," I say.

I felt Leo laugh against my back. I buried my head into his chest.

"Not you," I mumble.

"I'm going to call Amy and tell her that you're having tacos with us,"Lizzy stated.

Leo ran a hand through my hair. He shifted his hand that was around me so it rested more on my lower waist. I flinched, as he accidentally tickled me.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

Lizzy came back, carried two plates with two tacos on each of them.

"Here sweeties,"she says handing us plates.

"Thank you," I say.

"Thanks, mom," Leo said.

I sat up to eat my tacos. 

Leo sat up as well and I was still leaning on him, partially. 

I ate my tacos slowly as we watched a movie. I pushed out my thoughts of Spencer. I still needed to tell Willow about everything. I laughed silently when I thought about how Willow's reaction will be when I tell her Leo hugged me. She'd probably squeal, honestly.