𝕳𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝕾𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖘 (𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖉 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗)

2 - other time

A/N: I might be posting until Chapter 3 or 4 for people to get a view of the type of story Hidden Secrets is.

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After the "free" drink Clara offered, he didn't drink anymore. He had to drive. He just watched Derek and Garcia on the dance floor, laughing at them because Garcia got jealous of Derek dancing with another woman.

Spencer was occupied by the view of his friends that he was startled at a woman's voice near his ear.

"Hey, pretty boy."

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"Hey, pretty boy." you said, beside his ear. He looked behind shocked, slowly examining my face and body.

Was there something in my face?

You already caught him staring at me when he entered the bar. He is exactly my type. Tall, lanky, short feathered cut with bangs. His hair masters the perfect messy look. His facial hair is clearly kept and not bushy.

He wore a purple button up with a black polka dot tie. The sleeves folded about twice the width of the cuff. He matched his purple button and tie with black pants, mismatched black and white socks. To finish the look, his black and white converse.

He looked delicious.

Okay, focus.

"Are you done staring, pretty boy?" He hasn't said anything since you came up to him.

"I'm sorry. I'm just distracted."

"Distracted by me?"

"I guess you can say that." He laughed, a blush spread across my cheeks.

"It's okay." while pointing at the seat beside him. "Mind if I sit down?"

"The pleasure is mine." He moved. Giving space for me to sit down.

Pleasure? Give me pleasure.

Okay, focusing again.

"I don't usually come up to people like that. I'm sorry if I scared you." fiddling with my hands.

Why am I so nervous?

"No, it's okay. I was planning to come to you anyway." He took a shot. You can see in his face he wasn't planning on saying what he just said out loud.

"Planning to come to me, huh?" you smiled. Trying to make the conversation less awkward. He also looked nervous. Guess that makes two of us.

"That's not what-" He said, you cut him off.

"It's okay, pretty boy." placing my hand on his thigh. His body immediately becomes tense at my touch. You removed your hand immediately.

"I'm Spencer." with a half smile and a nervous wave. The wave was adorable.

"I'm Y/N." Since he didn't try to shake my hand, you returned the favor. You waved back at him and he chuckled.

"Did you try doing what I just did?"

"Yep." you said, almost grinning uncontrollably.

"We match."

What?

"What do you mean by "We match"?" you said, while doing air quotes. You didn't want to assume anything about what he just said.

"Our clothes. We match."

Oh, purple.

"Oh, I didn't notice that. Yep, we match."

"Why did you ask what I meant about "We match"?" His tone sounded curious yet confident that he already knows what you were thinking about. Also, he imitated your air quotes.