Cat And Billie Joe, chapter 19
"I swear to god I think I'm going to pee my pants." Cat sat down in one of the 'waiting room' type chairs. Tre, Mike, and Billie Joe had come with her to the interview, they were such nice guys.
"No, you'll be fine." Billie put his arm around her shoulders to comfort her.
"Yeah, you will rock their world." Tre said.
"And I'll be damned if they turn you down... Which they wont." Mike added.
"Sara Louise?" Some one called her name.
"Well, this is it." Cat stood up, smoothed her skirt, and picked up her portfolio.
"Luck." They each told her, as she followed the lady into an office.
Cat walked back into the waiting room, half and hour later, portfolio gone.
"They're going to call me later in the afternoon with an answer," She told them. "So, do you guys want to hang out with me for the rest of the afternoon?"
They nodded, and walked out of the building.
"Catch!" Cat tossed each of the guys a beer, and got one for herself. They were in her new apartment. She had only moved in a few days ago, so it was a bit messier than it usually would be.
She sat down on the couch, right next to Billie Joe, extremely close I might add, and took the remote from his hands.
"Hey! I was using that!" He looked at her and faked a mad face.
"You are so full of it Billie Joe." Cat shook her head and laughed to herself. She flipped through the channels, settling on a movie, The Breakfast Club. Cat leaned her head on Billie Joe's shoulder.
"Shit." Cat muttered as the phone rang. Tre jumped up and grabbed it. He held it up just out of her reach.
"Come on Tre, it could be them!" Finally, on the third ring, he handed to her, in which she said, "Thanks butthead."
"Hello? Yes, this is she... Uh-huh... Yes... Well, thank you... Yes... Okay... Thank you." She hung up and looked at the guys' expectant faces.
"I got it!" She jumped up and down a bit, and the guys came over to her and hugged her. When it was Billie Joe's turn for a hug, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Then... She kissed him, and he kissed her back.
"You guys! Seriously! We are right here!" Tre said, shaking his head. Cat got down from his arms and blushed a little.
"Yeah... Sorry." Billie said.
"Good thing we stopped you in time!" Mike said, laughing.
Yeah, good thing, Billie thought, Don't know what might have happened...
"Come on, let's go watch more TV or something... " Cat took Billie's hand in hers and smiled up (yes... up!) at him. He smiled at the back of her head as she led him to the couch. He sat down, with her next to him, and his arm around her. Tre also sat next to Cat, and Mike sat at the end of the couch.
Later that night, Mike and Tre left, but Cat wanted Billie Joe to sleep over (wink, wink... JK). As Cat was in the bathroom brushing her teeth, Billie was in her room. Cat had hung her pictures on the walls, so that they practically covered the whole room. He walked around, looking at most of the pictures. Her friends, her parents, Jasmine, landscapes. Some really good ones of the Golden Gate Bridge and Coit Tower. Also a lot of pictures of him. He smiled at the thought of her taking them, developing them, looking at them.
"Hey... " Cat came around behind him, startling him a bit. She wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Hi... You know... we've been hanging out as just friends for about... two.. three weeks now... " He trailed off a bit.
"Yes?" Cat encouraged him.
"So... would you like to be my girlfriend again? I know, it's only been a few weeks, but... I miss being able to hold you, kiss you whenever I wanted... " He looked down at his bare feet. Cat smiled a bit.
"Yes." Cat whispered into his ear. He grinned like... Well, like an idiot. He started to walk towards the bed, he still... 'attached' to him from behind (Dirty... ). He turned so her back was to the bed, and dropped back so he was on top of her (Dirty. Again.). She giggled as he turned around so he was sitting on her waist, and started to tickle her.
"Billie! No! You know how ticklish... Ahh! No!" Cat squealed. He didn't even stop for a second.
"No! Billie!" At this point, she was able to flip him over so she was on top.
"Ha! You can't tickle me any more." And he couldn't. She pinned his wrists down by his head.
"I've got you! Ha!" She leaned down so their noses were touching.
"Whatcha gonna do about it?" She taunted. He did something. He kissed her. Damn Billie Joe for being the worlds best kisser. She had unintentionally let go of his wrists as the kisses became deeper, more passionate. She moaned quietly, as which he mirrored it. A few minutes later, they were lying next to each other, under the covers on the bed, looking at each other.
"You're so beautiful." He whispered, tucking some stray hairs behind her ear.
"You're pretty too Billie Joe... " She smiled cheekily, and he chuckled a bit. She rolled over so he spooned her, and he pulled her close.
"Good night BJ... " Cat closed her eyes, and in seconds, she was asleep, but not before she heard him tell her he loved her.
"No, you'll be fine." Billie put his arm around her shoulders to comfort her.
"Yeah, you will rock their world." Tre said.
"And I'll be damned if they turn you down... Which they wont." Mike added.
"Sara Louise?" Some one called her name.
"Well, this is it." Cat stood up, smoothed her skirt, and picked up her portfolio.
"Luck." They each told her, as she followed the lady into an office.
Cat walked back into the waiting room, half and hour later, portfolio gone.
"They're going to call me later in the afternoon with an answer," She told them. "So, do you guys want to hang out with me for the rest of the afternoon?"
They nodded, and walked out of the building.
"Catch!" Cat tossed each of the guys a beer, and got one for herself. They were in her new apartment. She had only moved in a few days ago, so it was a bit messier than it usually would be.
She sat down on the couch, right next to Billie Joe, extremely close I might add, and took the remote from his hands.
"Hey! I was using that!" He looked at her and faked a mad face.
"You are so full of it Billie Joe." Cat shook her head and laughed to herself. She flipped through the channels, settling on a movie, The Breakfast Club. Cat leaned her head on Billie Joe's shoulder.
"Shit." Cat muttered as the phone rang. Tre jumped up and grabbed it. He held it up just out of her reach.
"Come on Tre, it could be them!" Finally, on the third ring, he handed to her, in which she said, "Thanks butthead."
"Hello? Yes, this is she... Uh-huh... Yes... Well, thank you... Yes... Okay... Thank you." She hung up and looked at the guys' expectant faces.
"I got it!" She jumped up and down a bit, and the guys came over to her and hugged her. When it was Billie Joe's turn for a hug, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Then... She kissed him, and he kissed her back.
"You guys! Seriously! We are right here!" Tre said, shaking his head. Cat got down from his arms and blushed a little.
"Yeah... Sorry." Billie said.
"Good thing we stopped you in time!" Mike said, laughing.
Yeah, good thing, Billie thought, Don't know what might have happened...
"Come on, let's go watch more TV or something... " Cat took Billie's hand in hers and smiled up (yes... up!) at him. He smiled at the back of her head as she led him to the couch. He sat down, with her next to him, and his arm around her. Tre also sat next to Cat, and Mike sat at the end of the couch.
Later that night, Mike and Tre left, but Cat wanted Billie Joe to sleep over (wink, wink... JK). As Cat was in the bathroom brushing her teeth, Billie was in her room. Cat had hung her pictures on the walls, so that they practically covered the whole room. He walked around, looking at most of the pictures. Her friends, her parents, Jasmine, landscapes. Some really good ones of the Golden Gate Bridge and Coit Tower. Also a lot of pictures of him. He smiled at the thought of her taking them, developing them, looking at them.
"Hey... " Cat came around behind him, startling him a bit. She wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Hi... You know... we've been hanging out as just friends for about... two.. three weeks now... " He trailed off a bit.
"Yes?" Cat encouraged him.
"So... would you like to be my girlfriend again? I know, it's only been a few weeks, but... I miss being able to hold you, kiss you whenever I wanted... " He looked down at his bare feet. Cat smiled a bit.
"Yes." Cat whispered into his ear. He grinned like... Well, like an idiot. He started to walk towards the bed, he still... 'attached' to him from behind (Dirty... ). He turned so her back was to the bed, and dropped back so he was on top of her (Dirty. Again.). She giggled as he turned around so he was sitting on her waist, and started to tickle her.
"Billie! No! You know how ticklish... Ahh! No!" Cat squealed. He didn't even stop for a second.
"No! Billie!" At this point, she was able to flip him over so she was on top.
"Ha! You can't tickle me any more." And he couldn't. She pinned his wrists down by his head.
"I've got you! Ha!" She leaned down so their noses were touching.
"Whatcha gonna do about it?" She taunted. He did something. He kissed her. Damn Billie Joe for being the worlds best kisser. She had unintentionally let go of his wrists as the kisses became deeper, more passionate. She moaned quietly, as which he mirrored it. A few minutes later, they were lying next to each other, under the covers on the bed, looking at each other.
"You're so beautiful." He whispered, tucking some stray hairs behind her ear.
"You're pretty too Billie Joe... " She smiled cheekily, and he chuckled a bit. She rolled over so he spooned her, and he pulled her close.
"Good night BJ... " Cat closed her eyes, and in seconds, she was asleep, but not before she heard him tell her he loved her.
