Author: loveasalways PM
Will Toby really leave? Or will Spencer make him stay?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Spencer H. & Toby C. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,700 - Reviews: 15 - Favs: 15 - Follows: 15 - Updated: 02-19-12 - Published: 02-12-12 - id: 7828327
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A/N: So this is a songfic I wrote after 2:17. Very angsty.. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own PLL *sad face*
Btw who has seen the new Spoby secret photoshoot pics? Adorable!
Toby took one last glance around his empty, cold room. The blue walls were bare, and so was the worn white mattress. He shut his blue eyes tightly as he was overcome by a memory.
"So, this is your sanctuary?" Spencer asked him, running a hand over his plain black bedspread in fascination. She looked so engrossed in what she was doing that he let himself stare at her.
Her auburn hair was curled perfectly in the way it held the sun that came through the window. Her simple white top and black dress jacket seemed to glow, though he knew it was probably her. He silently thanked karma for her.
"Toby?" Spencer asked, looking at him standing in the doorway into his room. He realized that he had spaced out without realizing it, and shook his head to clear it.
He sat down slowly beside her, hearing the bedsprings creak.
"No," He replied, "you are my sanctuary. This is my bedroom."
She smiled that unguarded smile that he'd been seeing a lot of lately, and leaned in for a kiss. His senses kicked in and he kissed back, savoring her touch, her smell, and her... Spencer-ness. The real Spencer.
She pulled away from the kiss, but not very fast, and went back to studying his face. "Why do you still stay here Toby? When you don't feel safe?"
He knew she was talking about the house, but it applied to all of Rosewood as well. He wasn't going to tell her then about how he fought against re-enrolling in Rosewood High, how he purposely let his grades drop, including French, so that his dad would see that it was a bad idea. When he ran away, he even considered staying away, but the town had drawn him back in. Now he wasn't sure whether he had felt the pull of the town, or the pull of a mystery girl. Spencer.
"I don't know." He answered honestly, running a hand through his hair. "But I guess I found a reason along the way."
She smiled and rested her head against his shoulder. They stayed that way for a long time, watching the window until the sun went down.
Toby shook himself out of the memory. Remembering happy times wouldn't help him leave Rosewood with a clean slate. All this time, he guessed she was just pretending... He could obviously never compete with some guy with a 'sexy' accent. Now he wondered if she ever loved him. Spencer put him through hell.
Suddenly, his ears picked up faint strains of music, and the lyrics he heard seemed to speak to him.
There are many things,
that I would like to say to you...
But I don't have the words,
in my head...
He dropped his packed duffel bag to the ground and it landed with a thump. Who was playing this song? No one in Rosewood ever played meaningful music. He felt compelled to follow it, to find the mystery music-player.
Making his way down the stairs, he caught another line of the song, this time sung by two voices. One was the beautiful folk singer's voice from before and the other was that listener's voice, obviously not part of the actual song. The listening singer's voice faltered sometimes, but something about it tugged on his heartstrings.
Days are passing by,
and all the leaves are changing too...
But time won't change,
the things unsaid...
Running out the door and closing it behind him, he heard the next notes of the song coming from his left.
is different now...
I'd really like to,
show you how...
Rounding the corner, he saw that the music was coming from a small grey speaker resting on someone's porch. Beside it, was a brunette dressed in preppy clothes that were completely rumpled. The girl herself seemed to be crying silently, quiet tears racing down her cheeks and splashing onto the yellow notepad paper she gripped tightly in her hand. The tears soaked the paper through, letting him see the word Spencer scrawled across the top. He froze when he realized who this girl was, he had been thinking about her minutes earlier.
He prayed that she wouldn't look up and see him gaping at her like some stalker. The opening chords of the chorus brought him back to when he wrote that letter, a week ago.
"Dear Spencer, he started. I think you know how I feel right now. Betrayed is too weak of a word. I told you I love you. Did Alison teach you this game? Don't answer that, I think I can. I though you were different, but now... I'm leaving town. Every time I see you, I'll know what it feels to love someone who doesn't love you back. Emily told me about how she felt with Alison, and I refuse to be the same.
Maybe we'll see each other again, but for now, I guess this is goodbye.
I'm sorry I couldn't say this to your face.
And here she was crying over his letter. Why wasn't Wren here to comfort her?
I wanna be there by your side...
I know what I said,
but I lied...
It looked like I laughed,
but I cried...
Oh, I wish I could push
Toby continued to watch her, unable to move and not really wanting to. Half of him wanted her to look up, and half of him was scared of what would happen if she did. But she continued reading, oblivious to him watching and wanting her.
Oh stupid pride,
I just can't hide...
The holes inside my heart...
'Cause I need you here with me-
"Spencer?" A girl's voice called.
The song came to a screeching halt as the stop button was pushed. The yellow paper was folded carefully and pushed into a jacket pocket. It broke the spell over Toby.
"Ye-Yeah?" Spencer replied.
Hanna appeared through the open Hastings front door. "We snuck in through the back door to surprise you!" She exclaimed, but then she saw Spencer's disheveled appearance. "What-"
"Just, give me a second, okay Han?" Spencer interrupted.
Hanna accidentally locked eyes with Toby across the street, but luckily Spencer hadn't noticed. "Okay. We'll be inside." And she disappeared again.
But it was when Spencer turned around to grab her stereo that she saw Toby. She gulped, and furiously wiped the remaining tears from her face. She paused for a moment, locking eyes with him for a second, then shut the burgundy door slowly behind her.
Shaking his head, Toby made a split second decision. He waked purposely across the empty street, up the porch steps,to the door and rang the doorbell. If life had taught him anything, you didn't press rewind, you pressed play and crossed your fingers for the best.
A/N: Ta-Da! Review, tell me what you thought of it! :)
Also, the song is by Diane Birch, and it is called 'Rewind'. Check it out it is amazing!