Stars Hallow's Princess

Calling It Off

Thank you to therapist091 for being the first vote on my last chapter <333

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"i cant belive i convinced you to just get a hotel" i said, as the guy behind the counter handed Spencer the room key

"well, you were right, Hotch probably will need us again"

"us?"

"ya, us" he said, as we got into the elavator

"you've been doing this job for what? three years" i start "ive only been here a day, they dont need me for shit"

"thats not true, someone has to organize the files and look pretty"

We got out of the elavator and started walking to room 21

"did you just make a joke?"

He shook his head and i laughed "you totally did" i said hitting his chest

He put the room key in and opened the door

"you drink Reid?" i asked, dropping my bag and walking over to the bar, popping open a bottle of champgane

"uh sure"

"your not scared of breaking any laws?" i ask, pouring two glasses

He shrugs "well, the person at the front desk thought i was 21 so, might as well take advantage of it, right?"

I handed Spencer his drink and i sat on the first bed and kicked off my shoes

"So, tell me about yourself" i said

He took a long sip before answering "well, i graduated high school st twelve, i-"

"no kidding"

"i was bullied when i was a child"

"i wonder why" i mummbled, smiling at him

He shook his head, but i could see a small smiling crepping on his lips

"tell me about you" he said

"Well my mom had me when she was 16-"

"tell me about you now, not ten years ago"

I made myself comfy on the bed, leaning against the headboard and crossing my legs at the ankles

"okay, well, i have a twin her names-"

"identical twin?"

I shake my head

"her names rory, shes samrt, we go to chilton together"

"how smart?" he asks, taking off his satchel, bag thing and setting it on the second bed, before sitting on the bed

"4.2 i think"

"so your smarter"

"i am, but i dont show it like she does" i say, taking a sip of the bubbly drink in my cup

"tell me more"

"uh, okay, i have a boyfriend, his names Noah" i say "a fake boyfriend"

Wait.

Why did i just say that

"fake?"

"shit, i wasnt supposed to say that"

"now im intrigued"

"at his mothers wedding, he told his step-dad that im his girlfriend"

"why?"

"because his step-dad dosent belive he can pull or somthing"

"and you just went along with it?"

"yup"

"because you like him" he said, kicking off his shoes and sitting in the position i am in

"what, pshhhh, i dont"

''yes you do, you can see it in your eyes"

"your crazy"

"but im not wrong"

I shake my head at him and sink into the coushins

Taking a sip of my champgane, i can feel spencers eyes studying me, my eyes, my body

"what happened?" he askd

"excuse me?"

"somthing happend today, with Mr.Fake Boyfriend"

"you cant read me"

"i can, thats why im a profiler" he said "and a good one at that"

I roll my eyes

"come on" he said, moving and sititng beside me "you know you want to vent to me"

He's right, i really did want to vent to him

Spencer was just so easy to talk to

"fine, so hes been staying at my house because his mom and dad are on there honeymoon-"

"who knoows that your fake dating?" He asks, tracing the top of his champgane glass

"only you" i said "anyway, hes staying at me house, and my mom told me we could stay home from school-"

"you go to the same school?" i nod "what school"

"chilton, why do you ask so many questions?"

"thats how you learn,red"

"red?"

"The name scarlett means Red, it also means Brilliant"

I flip my hair over my shoulder "Shows"

He shake his head and finishes his drink

"anyway, we went to his house and we almost fucked" i said, shrugging

"so he clearly likes you"

"no, that dosent mean anything"

"whatever you say" he mummbles

I look up from my drink to look him in the eye

"answer me this" He says "do you like him"

Do i?

"no" i say

He cocks an eyebrow "okay then, prove it to me"

"prove it to you"

"yup"

i sigh, and lean up and kiss him

After maybe, 7 seconds, i pull away and down the rest of my drink, i get up and go poor another one

"i was gonna suggest you call him and break up with him, but okay" he says, his thumb on his bottom lip

I take my place back on the bed, and pull out my phone

"you want proof?"

"well, you kinda just gave it to me" he says with a small smile on his childish face

I dial Noah's number and put it on speaker "hey"

"hey" he says

"listen, i think we need to call this fake dating thing off"

"what why?" Noah explaims from the phone

"i think your fathers gets the message, and also i dont appreciate being used"

"used? lottie what are you talking about"

"dont call me lottie, its over okay?'' then i hang up

"wow" he says "lottie, huh?"

"oh shut up" i say and grab the collar of his shirt and smash his lips onto mine