First Kiss, chapter 2
That night was perfect. I stayed in Tre's arms the whole time. We were close. Couple close. Although I don't think it really meant anything to him. I mean he was the kinda guy chicks were constantly attracted to. Why would he want a washed up shortass loser like me? I mean I'm not the most attractive of all people. I don't know what he'd see in me at all.
Later that day after Tre had left I found myself in an awkward place. Billie was in the garage fiddling around with Blue asking me questions while I sat on top of an amp.
"So did you have fun with Tre?".
"What did you get up to?".
"Anything personal?".
"So do you like him?".
"Are you two more then friends?".
"How would you feel if someone else loved you?".
"Are you sure about him?".
"Do you know the history he's had?".
........
"How would you feel if someone else loved you?".
This question haunted me for a moment. Who else would love me? It was a miracle that people of the opposite sex even spoke to me. I watched him continue to fiddle around with Blue for a while longer. I watched the way his fingers ran over the fret board and the way he had that little determinative look on his face. I bit my lip wondering if I should ask him the questions that were running in my mind.
I stayed quiet a little longer before they just came pouring off the tip of my tongue.
"So you in a relationship yet?".
"Nope."
"Like someone?".
"Yep."
"Are you going to tell me?".
"Nope."
"Why not?".
"Because it's a secret."
"You know I don't like secrets kept between us."
"Yeah I know that."
"Then tell me Billie Joe."
He looked over towards me and smiled.
"Why are you so interested in my love life anyway?", he asked. I shook my head. I really didn't have an answer for this. I told him I was just curious. He told me he'd only tell me if he could trust me not to tell anyone and to stay calm. Was it one of my bestfriend? Was it Tre's sister? He came and sat down beside me for a moment.
"You promise you won't tell anyone?".
"Yes, Billie Joe you an trust............... ".
His taste was something I can't describe. It was like one of those starburst ads on TV where the girls mouth has a disco of fruity flavor inside. He was amazing. Gently. Sweet. He tasted like sugar with flavoring that made me want more and more and more and more.......
He broke away softly but I leant in causing our lips to meet again. This time he relaxed and actually kissed back so it was 'proper.' Our hands traveled around each other finding a place to rest as the kiss got deeper and more intense. I don't know why this felt right. I don't even think we should have been doing this but it seemed like it was right.
Soon enough our tongues found each other. I won't go into much detail as I know you don't want to hear details about my love life. I'll just end this chapter with telling you when we finally broke apart the first thing I heard him whisper was.....
I LOVE YOU
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That night I found myself on the couch with Billie Joe again. There was a tension between us but not one that was commonly felt. For some strange reason I wondered why what happened before was still running in my mind. I mean I had no feelings for him, he was only a friend. Wasn't he? I mean if I had of had feelings for him they would have come out ages ago wouldn't have they? Why is life so difficult and love and emotions so strange? I blame the administrator on that. Trying to set up my life and then confuse me. Those computer chips must be getting to his head.
I looked at Billie for a moment.
He continued to watch the TV.
He was fine. It didn't even look like he cared about what happened before. To see him like this made it feel like it was a 'spur of the moment' thing. I rested down against him watching the final few minutes of the program we had tried to start watching without being interrupted by the phone, a knock on the door and strange noises outside. He managed to put an arm around me without making it awkward. It kinda just felt like when he always did it. When I was crying or in a bad mood or just needed some time to talk to him alone about how life was treating me. I felt his fingers play through my hair getting caught in the knots that I hadn't brushed out properly. Then again I didn't brush my hair so I was surprised that his hand didn't get stuck in there. I sat there silently feeling his fingers run from my hair down my back and then come together linking fingers at my waist. I leant backwards slightly to make us both more comfortable but we broke away quickly from each other at the sound of Mike walking into the room. I quickly rested against the lounge arm as Billie but his hands behind his head slouching down a little.
"What are you two up to?".
"Nothing."
"Do you have a thing going on between each other?".
"NO!".
"Okay, Okay I was just asking."
Mike picked up his keys and excused himself as he went out to go visit his girlfriend. I had nothing against Mike or Skye. They were the cutest couple I had ever seen. I just didn't like the fact everyone was so curious about how I felt towards other people. I mean, is my LIFE. I'll live it the way I want to live it and that's final. Damn computer man. I got up and walked towards my bedroom being stopped by the call of my name. I reluctantly paused and turned around seeing Billie standing behind me. I wonder what he wanted now.
"Listen I'm really sorry about before."
"Don't be."
"No, I was an idiot for doing that, I should have known better."
"You cant control your feelings."
"They weren't feelings."
"What do you mean?".
"I don't want you being taken away from me. If you are I have no one else."
"I'm not going to be taken away from you."
"By Tre you will."
"No, I won't."
"You will I've seen the way you look at each other."
"You're scared our friendship's going to crumble because of Tre?".
He looked down for a moment and then away. I knew he was becoming paranoid but this was funny to watch in a sense. He bit his lip and gave me a hug. I hugged back. He was scared. Not because of this though. It was all the emotions he had bottled up. It was September now. In a few days it would be his fathers anniversary. Although it had been years since his father past away Billie seemed to have some strong connection with him still. You couldn't talk about his father or mention his name without Billie getting all emotional and worked up. It was something we as friends avoided bring up to make sure he didn't endure anymore pain then what he had to.
"Billie I'm so sorry."
He continued to sniffle gently resting his head on my shoulder. His eyes were becoming tearstained and his hug tighter and warmer. I could feel his uneasy breathing against me. I rubbed his back gently calming him down. It took longer then I expected to work. I stroked his hair gently as he closed his eyes and we both remained perfectly still like two silhouettes.
"Do you want to stay the night?".
He continued to sniffle and shook his head.
"I should really go."
"No just stay, I want to make sure you're going to be all right."
"No, I should go."
"No, Billie stay."
"I should go."
"Stay for me, please."
He looked down at me and nodded. I smiled, knowing this would be better for the both of us. I got back up on my tippee toes and gave him a gently kiss on the cheek. He smiled and made his way to one of the bedrooms, blushing slightly whilst rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands like 5 year olds did when they got into trouble. I wondered if this was going to make us any closer or any more awkward then we already were. I walked to my bedroom getting into my bed next to him. He was dead asleep already. I leant over him and turned off the lava lamp watching him quickly before settling back down. He looked so peaceful when he slept. I knew for sure he was my guardian angel, just not completely sure if he should be causing all this trouble for me. I lay down beside him again putting an arm around him like I always did before cuddling up slightly and falling asleep. Now that my mind was at rest I could actually sleep well. It was confirmed. Billie Joe and I were nothing more then friends. It was the way that it was going to stay. That was until my phone went off at 2 am.......
Later that day after Tre had left I found myself in an awkward place. Billie was in the garage fiddling around with Blue asking me questions while I sat on top of an amp.
"So did you have fun with Tre?".
"What did you get up to?".
"Anything personal?".
"So do you like him?".
"Are you two more then friends?".
"How would you feel if someone else loved you?".
"Are you sure about him?".
"Do you know the history he's had?".
........
"How would you feel if someone else loved you?".
This question haunted me for a moment. Who else would love me? It was a miracle that people of the opposite sex even spoke to me. I watched him continue to fiddle around with Blue for a while longer. I watched the way his fingers ran over the fret board and the way he had that little determinative look on his face. I bit my lip wondering if I should ask him the questions that were running in my mind.
I stayed quiet a little longer before they just came pouring off the tip of my tongue.
"So you in a relationship yet?".
"Nope."
"Like someone?".
"Yep."
"Are you going to tell me?".
"Nope."
"Why not?".
"Because it's a secret."
"You know I don't like secrets kept between us."
"Yeah I know that."
"Then tell me Billie Joe."
He looked over towards me and smiled.
"Why are you so interested in my love life anyway?", he asked. I shook my head. I really didn't have an answer for this. I told him I was just curious. He told me he'd only tell me if he could trust me not to tell anyone and to stay calm. Was it one of my bestfriend? Was it Tre's sister? He came and sat down beside me for a moment.
"You promise you won't tell anyone?".
"Yes, Billie Joe you an trust............... ".
His taste was something I can't describe. It was like one of those starburst ads on TV where the girls mouth has a disco of fruity flavor inside. He was amazing. Gently. Sweet. He tasted like sugar with flavoring that made me want more and more and more and more.......
He broke away softly but I leant in causing our lips to meet again. This time he relaxed and actually kissed back so it was 'proper.' Our hands traveled around each other finding a place to rest as the kiss got deeper and more intense. I don't know why this felt right. I don't even think we should have been doing this but it seemed like it was right.
Soon enough our tongues found each other. I won't go into much detail as I know you don't want to hear details about my love life. I'll just end this chapter with telling you when we finally broke apart the first thing I heard him whisper was.....
I LOVE YOU
________________________________
That night I found myself on the couch with Billie Joe again. There was a tension between us but not one that was commonly felt. For some strange reason I wondered why what happened before was still running in my mind. I mean I had no feelings for him, he was only a friend. Wasn't he? I mean if I had of had feelings for him they would have come out ages ago wouldn't have they? Why is life so difficult and love and emotions so strange? I blame the administrator on that. Trying to set up my life and then confuse me. Those computer chips must be getting to his head.
I looked at Billie for a moment.
He continued to watch the TV.
He was fine. It didn't even look like he cared about what happened before. To see him like this made it feel like it was a 'spur of the moment' thing. I rested down against him watching the final few minutes of the program we had tried to start watching without being interrupted by the phone, a knock on the door and strange noises outside. He managed to put an arm around me without making it awkward. It kinda just felt like when he always did it. When I was crying or in a bad mood or just needed some time to talk to him alone about how life was treating me. I felt his fingers play through my hair getting caught in the knots that I hadn't brushed out properly. Then again I didn't brush my hair so I was surprised that his hand didn't get stuck in there. I sat there silently feeling his fingers run from my hair down my back and then come together linking fingers at my waist. I leant backwards slightly to make us both more comfortable but we broke away quickly from each other at the sound of Mike walking into the room. I quickly rested against the lounge arm as Billie but his hands behind his head slouching down a little.
"What are you two up to?".
"Nothing."
"Do you have a thing going on between each other?".
"NO!".
"Okay, Okay I was just asking."
Mike picked up his keys and excused himself as he went out to go visit his girlfriend. I had nothing against Mike or Skye. They were the cutest couple I had ever seen. I just didn't like the fact everyone was so curious about how I felt towards other people. I mean, is my LIFE. I'll live it the way I want to live it and that's final. Damn computer man. I got up and walked towards my bedroom being stopped by the call of my name. I reluctantly paused and turned around seeing Billie standing behind me. I wonder what he wanted now.
"Listen I'm really sorry about before."
"Don't be."
"No, I was an idiot for doing that, I should have known better."
"You cant control your feelings."
"They weren't feelings."
"What do you mean?".
"I don't want you being taken away from me. If you are I have no one else."
"I'm not going to be taken away from you."
"By Tre you will."
"No, I won't."
"You will I've seen the way you look at each other."
"You're scared our friendship's going to crumble because of Tre?".
He looked down for a moment and then away. I knew he was becoming paranoid but this was funny to watch in a sense. He bit his lip and gave me a hug. I hugged back. He was scared. Not because of this though. It was all the emotions he had bottled up. It was September now. In a few days it would be his fathers anniversary. Although it had been years since his father past away Billie seemed to have some strong connection with him still. You couldn't talk about his father or mention his name without Billie getting all emotional and worked up. It was something we as friends avoided bring up to make sure he didn't endure anymore pain then what he had to.
"Billie I'm so sorry."
He continued to sniffle gently resting his head on my shoulder. His eyes were becoming tearstained and his hug tighter and warmer. I could feel his uneasy breathing against me. I rubbed his back gently calming him down. It took longer then I expected to work. I stroked his hair gently as he closed his eyes and we both remained perfectly still like two silhouettes.
"Do you want to stay the night?".
He continued to sniffle and shook his head.
"I should really go."
"No just stay, I want to make sure you're going to be all right."
"No, I should go."
"No, Billie stay."
"I should go."
"Stay for me, please."
He looked down at me and nodded. I smiled, knowing this would be better for the both of us. I got back up on my tippee toes and gave him a gently kiss on the cheek. He smiled and made his way to one of the bedrooms, blushing slightly whilst rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands like 5 year olds did when they got into trouble. I wondered if this was going to make us any closer or any more awkward then we already were. I walked to my bedroom getting into my bed next to him. He was dead asleep already. I leant over him and turned off the lava lamp watching him quickly before settling back down. He looked so peaceful when he slept. I knew for sure he was my guardian angel, just not completely sure if he should be causing all this trouble for me. I lay down beside him again putting an arm around him like I always did before cuddling up slightly and falling asleep. Now that my mind was at rest I could actually sleep well. It was confirmed. Billie Joe and I were nothing more then friends. It was the way that it was going to stay. That was until my phone went off at 2 am.......
