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    I Write Sins Not Tragedies – (Chapter: Who Do I Love?)

                “Do you love me?” I ask, and I can see a myriad of emotions cross her face; fear, hope, desire, confusion. “I heard you the other day, before I left. At least I think I heard you. And I want to know, do you love me? I mean, are you in love with me?” I can see her hesitation at answering this question. She knows the rules like I do. No emotions allowed. But now that they’re here, they cannot be ignored. And I’m not sure if I want to ignore them.

                “Yes,” she whispers softly looking me straight in the eyes. “I am in love with you.” And as soon as that answer is out, she looks away. I know she was looking in my eyes to make sure I knew she was telling the truth. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for you to hear that. I just, I had to say it to you, before I lost it. I needed you to know how I felt about you,” she confesses.

                “How long?” I asked, just for my own reasons.

                “I’m not sure,” she admitted. “I don’t think I can just point out a specific date. It’s been over a course of time. I can’t stop thinking about you, Spencer. I love you, and even if you don’t love me back, I need for you to know how I feel. You’re special to me Spencer, you listen to me when no one else does. Everything I tell you after we have sex, is everything I find that I can’t tell anyone else. I don’t want to scare you away, but my feelings are pretty intense.” At this point, I take her chin into my hand, and tilt her head up so she’s looking into my eyes.

                “Ashley, I’d never thought about being in love with you before a few days ago,” at this, a few tears escaped her eyes, which I quickly brushed away. “But not because I could never love you, but simply because I hadn’t thought about it. You mean a lot to me Ashley, and I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately, about who I love.”

                “And who do you love?” she asked, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

                “Yes, Spencer,” we both froze at the sound of a cold yet familiar voice filling the room. Our eyes dart to the door, where a very pissed Kyla is standing. “Who do you love?”

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    1. OMG! I just caught up with this fic and i love love love it! I feel bad for kyla and aidan but it’s spashley, so it just has to be! Update soon!!

    2. OMG! I just caught up with this fic and i love love love it! I feel bad for kyla and aidan but it’s spashley, so it just has to be! Update soon!!

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