we meet again? | B.E

eight

i froze. no fucking way noah told her that, i'm so gonna beat his ass.

i opened my mouth, ready to tell a lie but one, i couldn't think of one other than 'no i don't' and that'd be awkward as fuck, and two, she cut me off by saying "don't lie."

that's difficult though because i lie a lot, but not in a manipulative way but like...i don't want people knowing my business.

someone asks me, 'are you okay?' and i say 'yup' that's a lie, but i'm not a liar..or am i?

i am a liar!

well shit. now's not the time for that. she didn't look repulsed or disgusted, if anything she looked hopeful.

but what if she's hopeful for me to say yes and then make fun of me or something, 'cause there's bitches out there like that. or maybe she's hopeful because she likes me back?

yeah, don't be a fucking idiot.

i just nodded weakly, turning my head away from her. "you're lying, no you don't" she mumbled, "no i'm not, why would i do that?" i asked, she shrugged.

"do you need me to write the words 'i love billie'
on my forehead or something?" i questioned. she smirked, "that would be cute, you could post it on instagram!" she smiled. i rolled my eyes. "why do you think i wouldn't look at you, you aren't ugly" i mumbled.

"i don't know" she groaned. "so what now?" she asked. "well i dunno, i told you how i felt but i don't know how you feel" i mumbled.

"well i wasn't really trying to hide it, was i?" she laughed. i squinted my eyes at her, "you're so bad at taking hints" she giggled. i gestured for her to keep going. i'm not bad at taking hints, but i'm not making the first fucking move either.

"i like you too, you dumb bitch" she smiled. i sighed and put my face in my hands, falling onto my back.

she moved so that she was hovering over me. "what?" she giggled, "you better not be fucking with me" i groaned, moving my hands away from my face.

she smiled down at me so lovingly i thought i might burst, she kissed my cheek. "never" she grinned.

that's it, i'm gonna melt.

she put her chin on my chest and looked up at me. "ew, this is a bad angle, go away" i laughed, trying to push her away.

"shut up, bitch. you have none" she smiled, i rolled my eyes. "so what do you wanna do now?" she asked.

"maybe take it slow, no like... labels or anything yet" i replied. "okay" she grinned. "you don't mind?" i asked, "as long as it's you, i don't care" she mumbled, turning her head to the side so that she was actually laying down.

"now i have to fucking call noah and yell at him" i muttered, "what?" she giggled. "i only told dani and she said she'd tell noah but he's a big ass blabbermouth" i groaned.

"so you weren't gonna tell me?" she asked, "no!" i exclaimed. she sighed, "well were you gonna tell me?" i asked. she mumbled a small 'no', and i let out a little laugh.

i laid there and ran my fingers through her hair for like an hour, before i realized that i did actually need to call noah.

i looked down and she was fast asleep, so i took her off me and went upstairs.

i made sure that the door was closed so that i wouldn't wake her up, and pressed his contact.

he answered after two rings, and the sound of laughter filled the the other line. "noah!" i yelled, he stopped laughing. "yes..." he mumbled. "get your ass over to my house right fucking now!"