One And Done: Spoby One Shots

The Pretenders

OK So as you may or may not know. I have a blog on tumblr and I have been writing drabbles  based on prompts recently and since I know not everyone follows my tumblr (even though you should) that I would post them here and then everyone can read them and basically if you like them I will turn them into full fledged one shots or full fledged stories.  

Prompt: I need you to pretend we're dating

Spencer knocked on Toby's door furiously. They had been best friends since they were 12 years old. They had never been more than friends.

"Hey Spence" Toby said with a big grin when he saw her.

"I need you to pretend we're dating" she said in a rush before she lost her nerve.

"uh....wh....why?" he asked perplexed.

"Because my mother is convinced I will never find a man and she has been trying to get me to date Andrew Campbell for like a year and if I dont come up with a man to bring to my sisters wedding she is going to invite Andrew as my date." she whined. Toby couldn't help but chuckle at her. She always got so stressed out over the littlest things.

"Why can't you just tell your mom, you're bringing me as your guest. We do couply things like that all the time" he said a little hurt she hadn't already asked him to the wedding.

"Because she would know that I was just bringing you as a friend and she would keep pushing Andrew. My mom keeps saying we would be perfect for each other and my dad says it would be a coup for the family because the Campbell's are almost as rich as us." Toby looked up at his modest family home and suddenly felt inferior and unworthy of speaking to this beautiful girl in front of him.

"Toby are you listening to me?" she asked putting her palm on his cheek.

"Yeah" he said absentmindedly.

"I just need you to pretend to date me for 2 or 3........years" she said laughing.

"just until my mom gets off my case"

"Ok" he said "lets go tell your parents"

"No" she shrieked we cant just tell them were dating, they'll think were lying..."

"We are lying" he pointed out as Spencer smacked him. He knew from experience that she had something up her sleeve.

"Seeing is believing, so we need them to walk in on us" she beamed.

"Walk in on us?" he asked uncertain.

"If they walk in on us making out, then they'll have to believe us"

"You want us to get caught making out?"

she nodded. "Now you're getting it"

The next night Toby and Spencer were sitting in her living room waiting for Spencer's mom or dad to pull in the drive. Toby sincerely hoped it was her mom.

"I suppose we should do a few practice kisses" Spencer said. "We want to really sell it."

He leaned in the first time and gently pressed his lips to hers. He pulled away a bit and they both opened their lips capturing the others in theirs. Then after a beat they both opened their mouths as their tongues came crashing together.

Toby put his arms around her and began pushing her back onto the couch. He wanted this. He wanted nothing more than this.

"Whoa boy" Spencer said pushing him back.

"Save the good stuff for my parents" she said.

When they finally heard the car they got into position.

"I cant believe I let you talk me into this" he whispered between kisses.

"I'm just happy you brushed your teeth" she joked between kisses. What was taking her parents so long. Of course her parents would take forever when she wants to be caught.

"Some one is coming any minute" she whispered before Toby muffled her words with his mouth.

Toby trailed his mouth down her neck kissing her in a way that made her see stars. She got lost in the make out. She couldn't register that her parents were about to walk in or that the mouth that was sending shivers down her spine or the hands groping her ass and fondling her breast were actually those of her best friend. She kicked off her shoes and wrapped her legs around him as her fingers curled into his hair.

"Don't stop" she moaned as her parents flipped on the light switch sending light flooding into the room.  

OK that is all for now. Let me know what you think in the comments.