TBP ONESHOTS

XVII / "All I Wanna Do" Billy Showalter x Reader

Billy Showalter x Reader !

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I walked to my locker with my friend, Billy. "Are you excited for Valentine's Day?"
I teased, knowing he always gets so many girls asking him out. He shrugs, "I have my eyes on someone, so, maybe!"
He laughs, continuing to walk beside me. "Oh yeah? Who's the lucky lady?"
I asked, despite the sinking feeling in my chest. "Like I'm going to tell you."
Billy grinned, nudging my shoulder. I rolled my eyes.

    Finally, we make it to my locker. I put in the code before a pink envelope gracefully descends to the floor in front of my locker. "Huh, I wonder who put that there."
I mumbled, turning to look at Billy. "You know who did this?"
I ask, picking up the envelope off the ground. I turned it to be surprised by the name on it. It was mine. "No idea,"
Billy shrugged, seemingly more interested in the water fountain behind my head. "It's addressed to me, huh, weird."
I say, smiling slightly. "I should open it."
I grinned, turning to look at Billy once again. "Right now? Shouldn't you wait until you get home or something?"
Billy asked, "Since when are you into opening envelopes at home?"
I teased, beginning to open the envelope. "I'll be right back,"
Billy exclaims, walking off to the boy's bathroom. I shrugged, continuing to open the envelope. The card inside was plain white with a few hearts scattered around the folded paper. I pulled it out.

All I wanna do

Is always bring good to you

To give you all the love I can

And help you in whatever you do.

"Oh,"
I say audibly. I wasn't expecting a love letter. Billy came back a few seconds later, "What'd it say?"
He asked, I handed him the note silently. He read it carefully, taking in every word for its whole meaning. "So, a love letter?"
He finally pipes up after a few seconds of scanning the note. "I guess so,"
I shrugged, "I feel kind of bad."
I admitted, I had liked someone as well for quite a while. If I was being frank, it was Billy. I just fell in love with how handsome he was, the way he carried himself, how cute his laugh was, he was just perfect for me. "Why?"
He asked, laughing slightly. "Well, I like someone else,"
I explained, shrugging for like the ninth time today. "Oh,"
He replied, I couldn't really read his expression.

These letters continued, at this point I felt like this secret admirer of mine was trying to charm me or something.

All I wanna do

Is always bring good to you

To give you all the love I can

And help you in whatever you do.

Sure, as the sun will come around again to start off another day

You can be sure that in my heart and soul I'll love you in every way.

All I wanna do

Is bring happiness to you

I hope it makes you happy to know

My love's with you wherever you go.

When I sit and close my eyes

A gentle thought  comes in my mind.

My love is burnin' brightly

My moon and stars shine nightly.

Let these little words of love

Come romance and light your way.

Those are all the little notes I had gotten from this person, I was honestly surprised. But I still felt an immense amount of guilt, knowing that this person was pouring their heart out to me and I couldn't reciprocate. Billy seemed to be ignoring me, making me slightly upset with his lack of presence always around me. But I didn't want to seem like it got to me, so I didn't say anything to him.

Finally, Valentine's Day rolled around, and I still had no idea who my little secret admirer was. I was so invested in trying to find out who it was, but I just couldn't figure it out! To make matters worse, Billy went from ignoring me, to being crazy whenever I even so much as looked at him. I couldn't figure out what his deal was, he wouldn't talk to me, but whenever I even glanced in his general direction, he was practically losing his mind. I tried to not let it get to me, but it was so hard. But today was going to be different. The last letter I got from this admirer told me they were going to reveal themselves to me on the rooftop today. I was so excited despite the hammering of nervousness in my chest. The day went by excruciatingly slow, but before I could think about it, I was walking up the stairwell to meet this kid.

When I made it up there, I pushed open the doors to the rooftop anxiously. "Hello?"
I said awkwardly, not knowing if I was early or not. "Hey,"
I heard a familiar voice say from behind me, I jerked back and was absolutely astonished to see Billy right behind me with his face a bright crimson red. "What do you want, Mr, 'I'm too good for my best friend'."
I said sarcastically, "Look, I know how this looks."
Billy said, scratching his neck, as I known him to do whenever he was nervous. "But, I'm the one who's been putting those letters in your locker, I didn't want you to assume it had been me, so I started to distance myself a little bit, trust me, it hurt a lot, but I knew that it was for the better if you didn't know I was the one planting all of those love notes in your locker."
He explained, waving his arms around as he talked. "So then why are you revealing yourself now?"
I said after a long moment of silence. I was too stunned to speak for a minute. I couldn't believe the boy I had fawned over since we were little was confessing his love for me. "Well, I couldn't really help myself."
He replied, an embarrassed look gracing his features. I couldn't reply, I was so surprised that Billy had liked me back. "Look, I get that this is a shock or whatever, but please just reject me so we can both move on."
He laughed awkwardly, continuing to scratch at his neck, more viciously than before. A few more seconds passed by without a word exchanged between us.
He sighed, beginning to turn on his heel before I grabbed the hand that had been so roughly scratching his now red neck. He tilted his head to look at me. "I like you too, stupid."
I said, my face heating up as I looked anywhere but his face. I could imagine it anyways, the surprised look anyone gets after their feelings are reciprocated. Without further ado, he turned back on his heel, grabbing my face with a large grin on his own. He leaned in and as his face got closer and closer to mine, I couldn't help but feel a fluttery feeling in my stomach. He kissed me. It took a second to register, tragically, too long of a second. Before I could reciprocate the kiss, he had pulled away. "Sorry- I shouldn't have done that I'm so sorry!"
He began to say, before I pulled him in for a kiss, and thankfully this time, it wasn't just a little peck that couldn't have been reciprocated.

Needless to say, his notes did turn out to be true. A few years later, after we had both become financially stable, we married. He made me the happiest person on Earth, people say that there's no greater feeling than when you marry your one and only, and for so long I thought it was pure bullshit. But they were right, I had never felt happier. I thank the sun and the stars everyday that I get to spend every waking moment knowing that I married him.