true love is for losers, i'm that loser. sitting across the room we locked eyes and you came up to me!
Quinn and Billie love to convince themselves love isnt for them after their last relationship.
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Billie never ended up finishing her ice cream neither did i it was gross. We got back in the car and she looked so tired. I thought it was best to find someplace where we could be alone. I drove to the top of a parking garage where there was not that much cars. It was a warm day so I put the top down again. Tired, I was tired too but not as much as she was. Sometimes I think she overworks herself too much she has great ideas and always wants to pursue them but she never gives herself a break. I always keep a small acoustic travel guitar i'm my trunk to play when i'm stressed. I reached to the back to get it and quietly played one of my favorite songs. Moon river from Breakfast at tiffany's. Billie was leaning her head against her elbow and i moved her seat down so she could may and relax. I stopped playing and just looked at her i feel so bad! It isn't one of those days, it's everyday for her. She doesn't get a break from anything. The internet is always following her. All of the sudden my phone started blowing up with instagram notifications getting tagged in photos and comments from random billie accounts? I decided to see what's up and remember what I said about the internet following her? Yeah well pap pictures of us came out and the pictures some fans took of us leaving in the car earlier also popped up. I don't mind it I know how much billie cares about her fans and how much they care about her well being even if they can be a little too overprotective. I just turned off my phone and forgot about it turning it on mute.
"do you want to go home?" i asked billie making sure i wasn't making her uncomfortable
"No I feel calm here, thank you for caring about me" She said softly.
I got out of the car to sit at the edge of the lot to watch the city, I know it's dangerous to do that but i've been doing since I was a kid. I wouldn't purposefully put myself in danger if i knew i couldn't handle it. The city is beautiful besides the pollution, over population, and homelessness problem. yeah never mind it ain't beautiful.
"Quinn! Come here!" i hear billie yell from the car
I rushed over to see what was wrong worried something had happened.
"what's up?" i asked running over
"I need a body." she said opening her arms
I got back into my car and hugged her while we laid there just us. At 12 years old i decided my dream car was a red convertible low rider, so hot. Just like in all the movies only the cool guys had those babies i started saving up instantly. Earlier this year I finally saved enough and bought up an old one that needed fixing my dads a mechanic he helped me out now i have this sweet mama in my name,
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I love her. All cars are w o m a n . Dont EVEN try to fight me on it. Now that I think about it did i mention that billie is a great hugger she doesn't squeeze too tight or not enough it's just right. Did I also mention I hate hugs. I'm surprised I haven't let go yet. Suddenly she held me tighter and sighed deeply here come the waterworks. She started crying and hugging me tighter than ever. I hugged her as tight as I could everytime she sobbed. I don't know if it's the stress of her job that for to her or what.
