thirty.

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•zayda•

it's been a while. a long while; a little over a year.

first off, me and billie finally graduated high school. we graduated with pretty good grades.

i'm in community college to get my associate's degree. billie has, surprisingly, taken up pottery. it was the most random thing ever, but she loves it; she got a job at a pottery shop, and it makes her hella happy.

speaking of me and billie, we've been dating for a year now. i remember whenever billie asked me to be her girlfriend; it was as simultaneously awkward as it was cute.

"zay, gimme a kiss," billie complained in a bit of a whine.

"can i finish doing my makeup first?" i raised a brow as i looked at her through the mirror.

she let out a small huff. i watched as she crossed her arms over her chest. "i guess."

i giggled quietly as she sat there and pouted. i continued doing my makeup. i did the final touches before finishing up.

"you're done?" bil's eyes lit up as i stood up.

"yes, i'm done, baby," i chuckled as i walked over to her.

i straddled her lap, and i threw my arms around her neck. i pressed my lips to her's a few times. "you're cute," i told her softly.

"yeah? you're cuter," she said as her eyes scanned mine.

"false."

"nah, it's true," she grinned.

i shook my head before pressing my lips to her's again. she smiled against my lips.

when we pulled back again, her eyes searched mine rapidly. "i like you. like, a lot, zay. i've literally liked you since we met, and i... i don't know how much longer i can wait. i really fucking like you, and just— will you be my girlfriend?" she rambled quickly.

a large smile tugged on my lips. "yes, you dummy. i'm your's," i touched the tip of my nose to her's. "i've always been your's."

about a month after we got together, which meant it was then april, i finally turned eighteen. i didn't throw a party or anything though. billie took me on the sweetest, cutest lil' date ever, and it was one of the best days of my life, for sure.

during the summer after we graduated, we finally said our "i love you's." i said it first.

"what are you doing?" i giggled as billie got into my t-shirt with me; luckily, it was extremely oversized, so we were able to both fit in it together.

"i'm cuddling with you," she said as if it was obvious. "in your shirt. i just wanna be as close as possible to you. like... i just want to fucking melt into you. i would if i could."

she rested her head on my chest, and she closed her eyes. she had her arms wrapped around me securely.

i stared at her in awe for a moment. "i'm in love with you," i blurted.

i watched as a smile spread her lips, though she kept her eyes closed. "you are?"

"i am," i confirmed.

"i'm in love with you too," she admitted. "i've been in love with you, zay. i was just too nervous to say it."

"really?" i bit back a smile.

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