Listen To Your Heart ~ Book One.

Sometimes you feel like a Nut...

(She begins grinding her hips against mine, and I feel my cock get hard. She seems to realize this, as she suddenly stops kissing me and reaches for my sweat shorts. I suddenly notice my hands on top of hers.)

"Billie, wait, stop."

(What was I even thinking?)

(She looks at me, her expression clouded with confusion.)

"Oh my God, please tell me you're not gay...are you?"

"No....it's just..."

"Just what?" 

"You don't have to feel like you owe me anything just because I saved your life."

(She sits back and looks at me.)

"Are you fucking for real?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're the first guy I've ever met who didn't want something from me, especially sex."

"I'm just saying, the decision is yours, Billie."

"Yes, it is. Damn it, first you flirt with me, then you kiss me, and now you're slamming on the brakes. Is this some kind of fucking head game to you?"

"Billie, I really enjoy kissing you and holding you close, but I never want you to feel like you have to just because I did something for you. Does that make sense?"

(She lowers her eyes.)

"Did you actually mean any of the nonsense you just said to me?"

"Yes...I do."

"Do you genuinely care about me? I mean, as a person, not just someone you can mess over whenever it's convenient for you?"

"Why would I mess you over?" (I ask, totally confused.)

"You wouldn't be the first, and you probably won't be the last. Knowing a famous person, or even being famous yourself, can sometimes bring out the worst in people."

(I run my fingers slowly through her hair.)

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Maybe you should have let me jump." (She mumbles.)

"WHAT?... no way. Besides, you can't jump now."

"And why not? Because you think I'm too thick to fit thru the window?" 

"Wait...what...thick?"

"You know... fat, overweight, judged for my body size."

"Alright, I'll admit it—I sometimes poke fun at overweight people, even though I know it's wrong. But honestly, I'm no Tom Cruise myself, so who am I to judge?"

"You mentioned judging people based on their appearance, but why would anyone do that? Judging others by their looks isn't fair—what really counts is who they are on the inside."

"Billie, seriously? I've been judged for so much! I mean, once I had an epileptic seizure in front of a friend, and we haven't spoken since because it freaked him out. People judge me for my crooked teeth, my messy hair, and who knows what else. But then I get criticized for judging others? And they wonder why I have an attitude problem!"

"So, you know what it's like to be judged by others? Like I get judged?"

"Kind of explains why I'm not exactly a people's person, I guess. Besides...you seriously think you're going to be able to pull your weight and mine out of that window?"

"Are you seriously saying you have no plans to mess with me? Even my closest friends take advantage of me, so why wouldn't you?"

(I sigh and roll my eyes.)"God, we were just kissing a moment ago! Okay, fine. You know what? You got me—I do want something in return for saving your life tonight.

(She laughs.)

"Ha! See? I knew it. So, what's it going to be, hero? What will it take to keep you quiet about tonight? Money? Free tickets to my shows? Sex? Fancy clothes? A car? Or maybe all of the above?"