ok so it's been a while since i've written anything thanks to writer's block. but this came to me at 6:30 this morning and after getting the first two paragraphs written it finally let me go back to sleep. i continued to work on it during the day and wanted to post it. so here you go Spence...here's that oneshot that you auditioned for. sorry it took so long. hope you and everyone else enjoys.
Seized By A Look
His eyes. They were always her most favorite thing about him. The hazel color was different then his brothers but she didn’t mind. Her favorite thing about them however was the expressiveness that they owned.
“The eyes are the window to the soul.” She knew the saying and knew that it was true. But she’s always noticed that some eyes are more expressive then others. Plus with each person, the same emotion can be expressed differently through one person’s eyes than another.
She was familiar with the way his eyes portrayed every emotion, but there was one that she could never place. She never noticed it when they first met but lately she noticed it almost every time that he looked at her.
It was almost something like the look he got when he was upstage performing, doing the one thing that he loved most in the world. But she knew that the look couldn’t be love. That wouldn’t make any sense. She was just your average girl, nothing extraordinary about her, and in her mind, he could do so much better than her. So the look being love was out of the question.
She was a blonde girl with blue eyes and very pale. In her mind she wasn’t all the pretty, at least not compared to all of his ex-girlfriends. Plus her name, she hated her name. Spencer, when she hears that name she would normally think of a boy, but no that was what her parents named her. It wasn’t girly or anything, and wasn’t nearly as pretty of a name as Zoë or Danielle.
Yet completely unbeknownst to her, the look was a look of love. Whenever he saw her, he couldn’t help that his heart would race a little bit, or the fact that his palms would get just a little sweaty. She was the most beautiful girl he had laid eyes on and always had been since he saw her for the first time eight years ago.
The only problem was that he had no idea how she felt about him. He was afraid that if he were to say something about his feelings, then he would ruin their relationship. So for now, he was content with having her as his best friend, because it was better than not having her in his life at all.
It wasn’t until a few months ago though, that those feelings started to become stronger and harder to deny to himself. Before he was always able to ignore the weird feeling in his stomach or the little lurch his heart would give when he saw her. Coming back from this new tour though and not seeing her for months made it harder to ignore. He was finally giving into the feelings but he still wouldn’t say anything to her. He couldn’t.
A few more weeks go by, and neither one of them say what they really want to. Nor do they get to hear the words that they desperately want to hear from the other. Spencer went to bed one night after returning from the bowling alley where she had hung out with Kevin that night. As she prepared for bed, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would like to go on an actual date with him, or what it would be like to have him kiss her goodnight.
As Kevin was driving home after dropping Spencer off at her house, his thoughts mirrored hers. As he started thinking about whether or not he would ever get to find out these things, he could feel the war starting in his mind again. The one side saying that he would never find out if he didn’t take the risk, and the other saying that he was saving himself from heartbreak by not asking. Before he let his mind go any farther, he slowly pulled off to the side of the road and parked, only to have the war in his mind start right back up.
For close to fifteen minutes, he sat there debating whether or not he should turn back around and head over to Spencer’s place. He knew that she probably wasn’t asleep yet, knowing that it sometimes took her a while before sleep came because her mind would race. Before he even realized what was going on, he already threw the Jeep into drive, and carefully made a u-turn to head back in the direction he had come from.
Ten minutes later, he pulled off to the side of the road opposite her house and parked again. After unbuckling, he quickly got out of the car and closed his door before making his way across the front lawn of her house. Pausing only for a moment to pick up a few pebbles.
Almost a half an hour after Kevin left, she was laying in her bed wide awake. Her mind was racing with thoughts, most of them being ‘what if’s. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t find some way to silence them. Suddenly she heard a soft ‘thud’ come from the direction of her window, only to be followed by another one.
Carefully she climbed out of bed and reached the window, pulling back the curtain so she could take a look outside. When she did, she was surprised to see the curly haired man that was staring back up at her. Silently she opened the window and quickly told him that she would be right down, before shutting the window and racing down the stairs as quietly as she could.
When she reached the front door, she opened it and quickly stepped outside, shutting the door behind her. As she turned to head over towards Kevin, she was surprised to see that he was only a foot away from her. When their eyes met, she quickly saw that look in his eyes, the one that she couldn’t place. Yet this time it was different, it was more pronounced, stood out more.
Her breath hitched slightly as he quickly made his way to her. Before she could even open her mouth to ask him why he was there, he engulfed her in his arms, and quietly whispered the words she had longed to hear into her ear. She whispered those same three words back to him and when he pulled back slightly, the last thing she saw before his lips captured hers was that look. The one look that she could for sure saw was the look of love.
