𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐲 - 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳

Awakening

I wake up feeling a little tired this morning. I regain my feeling, Bills arm's are still tightly wrapped around me. I open my eyes slowly, now he was against the wall and I was closest to the edge. We must have swapped in our sleep without letting go. I seem to have woken up before my alarm, it said 10 minutes until it went off. I slowly lay back down, careful not to wake him. But he seems to sleep heavy anyways.

I reposition myself in his loose grip, getting comfortable again. I find myself being a bit creepy, but he looked so pretty in the morning. The sun shined onto his sleeping relaxed face. His makeup was still flawless. I wonder what he uses for it to be this nice after sleeping and crying. I close my eyes again, enjoying the silence. I drift back to a light sleep.

A few minutes later I get startled by my alarm. I sit up turning it off, Bill groans pulling me back onto him and burying his face in my chest, leaving me a little flustered. Good thing he wasn't looking, he would see me a little pink. "Noo.." He whines. His grip tightens on me as he holds me from moving away. I giggle at his sleepyness, running my fingers through his hair. The hairspray has worn off by now.

"Come on Bill, if we don't get up we'll be late." His eyes slowly open, looking tiredly at me. "Fine." He huffs, sitting up. Those honey eyes glow in the morning light and my heart flutters. I slowly get out of bed. He follows, bending down for his things. I walk to my closet, pulling out my tight fit flared jeans and a black shirt. I grab a hoodie too. Bill walks to the bathroom sluggishly, I quickly get dressed.

I throw my night clothes to the floor right as he walks in, he seems more awake. He's in a black t-shirt with a red and white leather jacket and some blue jeans. He stares at me nervously, holding his clothes. "Uh- I don't want to take these to school, can I leave them here?" I smile, and he becomes less nervous. "Of course, just set them on my bed." He walks closer, setting them down carefully. He smiles down at me.

"Thank you for letting me stay last night, and I'm sorry if you felt a little weird sleeping with me." I give him a look, making him laugh. His eyes flicker down to my body at lock with my lips, licking his own lips as he watches me. "I guess you weren't, but just incase!" He defends, I smirk, hugging him gently, holding somewhat tight to him.

"You don't make me uncomfortable at all, I feel safe with you more than weirded out." I whisper, feeling his warm smile in the room. "Thank you Lena, it means a ton for you to say that. I'm starting to get used to being able to express myself. It's still challenging though." He whispers back, pulling away. "I'm happy to have met you Bill. I think you needed it." He laughs.

"Yeah, definitely." We pull away, continuing to get ready. He comes into the bathroom with me as I brush out my hair and put things in it so it smells good and it isn't frizzy. I finish up and we leave the house after doing a few more things. We walk down the street to school.

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Everyday for the next 6 months was normal after that, occasionally we'd hang out with Georg and Gustav. Georg would always push us together, getting us close. But they never succeeded in trying to get me and Bill to kiss. They also sometimes performed for me with their band in the twins' basement.

They were really good. Sometimes on weekends, me and Bill would have sleepovers when he had a hard week. And we usually would end up watching a movie and fall asleep on the couch with popcorn in our hand, and we'd cuddle close when it got cold. Sometimes I joined in on their band and eventually we just all became a big band.

Some nights when Bill would stay over, we'd play fashion shows and paint each others nails, and do each other's makeup. Sometimes, I'd dress him in my tughtest dresses, his figure showing always made me blush. Tom would constantly tease us when we hung out saying things like: