Spencer Chamberlain {This can't be it, I'm only dreaming} Aaron Gillespie slash

Spencer's P.O.V. *Backstage That Night*
I sat backstage in my dressing room, nervously picking at my black nail polish. I've performed on a stage in front of thousands of people most of my life but when the person that you've loved for as long as you've known him and half onyour existence kisses you, your nerves would be out of whack too. I barely heard a thump on my door because of all the thoughts popping up in my head.
"Come in." I whispered loud enough for the person on the other side of the door to hear. I looked up and those icy blue eyes pierced mine.
"Can we talk? Please?" I pulled a chair that was the closest a few inches in front of me as a response.
"Spe, I'm REALLY sorry about just walking out on you like that earlier. It was a really selfish thing for me to do and you deserve better than that. Way better."
"It's fine Aar." I tried to act as if everything was okay but I guess it didn't work as I had planned.
"No it's not Spencer. I just- I don't know what's wrong with me."
"I'm serious Aaron. It's okay," I faked a smile, placing my hand on his leg. Hegave me the same look as earlier. His hand tangled in my hair, causing butterflies to take flight in my stomach. He began to pull my lips closer to his until they finally crashed together, the contact feeling even more spark-filled than earlier but I had to end it. When Aaron stormed out earlier, I just felt like total shit, like I had done something terribly wrong. I can't take that feeling again....
"Aaron, you're married to Jaymi..." I saw a look of hurt appear on his face, causing anger to make it's way into my body. I'm the one who should be hurt by this whole thing.
"I know Spe but-" I couldn't take it anymore.
"But what Aar? You're lonely so you think you canuse me and then throw me to the side like I'm nothing?!"
"No, it's not like that Spencer! God, you're so damn arrogant!"
"Oh, arrogant? You're the one who ran out on your "best friend" after kissing him!" He put his hand over his eyes and I heard him start to quietly cry. I automatically picked him up and sat him on my lap, my arms lovinglywrapped around him. This is all my fault....all of this....
"Don't cry baby. I didn't mean it I swear." I softly cooed into his ear, rocking him back and forth.
"I'm sorry Spe, I promise. I'm sorry for all of this...." He repeated over and over again. I put my finger under his chin and moved his head up to where our eyes locked. His cries and words stopped from my movement thankfully. It kills me inside to hear him cry.
"You really have no idea how much I love you, do you?" I didn't expect a response but instead an action. If he feels at least a little of what I feel torwards him, he'll kiss me. Just like I hoped they would, his lips covered mine. I didn't reject his kiss this time because not only did I want it, I needed it. He's my drug now and I'm addicted. It felt like he needed it just as much as I did but then again, maybe that's just because I wanted it to feel that way.
"We better get onstage but we'll talk about this later okay?" I nodded and this time, my smile was far from fake. He took my hand and when we made it past the door, he didn't let go. He even rested his cute little head on my shoulder. After all, love's full of suprises.
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