"I don't want you to go back home." My girlfriend Billie whined while i packed my bags.
"I know baby, me too."
"I wish i could come with you."
"Why can't you?" I said.
"Vanity fair interview."
"Yeah right sorry."
"Don't worry, i'll be there for your birthday."
"I know you will." I kissed her.
"Can we just cuddle now?"
"Sure, come here." I smiled at her before she came in my arms.
"I love you so much." She whispered.
"I love you too baby."
"So, here's what i'm thinking." She started to say.
"What?"
"I want you to move in."
"Here?"
"Yeah,but we don't have to if you're not ready."
"No baby, i would love to move in with you."
"But?"
"No but."
"So?"
"I'll move in as soon as i can,okay?"
"Okay." She kissed me.
"And you're sure you're coming on my birthday?"
"Yes i am baby. I'm not going to miss your birthday again."
"You were sick last time."
"Yeah, sorry."
"It's not your fault you were sick."
"Well."
"Don't think i don't trust you."
"I know you told me about how your birthdays used to be."
"I love you billie. More than you know."
"I love you too." She smiled.
"Don't be mad at me for that."
"I'm not mad baby."
"Okay, good."
