"To say that we're in love is dangerous, but girl I'm so glad we're acquainted."
Singer Blake Raegan is slowly trying to get away from her toxic boyfriend when she meets singer Bill Kaulitz. Both singers begin to feel guilty as they crave each othe...
"Thought you were solo, but you got a girl though. And my life ain't been the same."
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BLAKE'S POV
I woke up the next morning with my head pounding. I rub my eyes and look over at my phone squinting from the bright light.
Not a single text from Brady. At this point I would've thought he would apologize by now but I guess I should've known better. For some reason I didn't really care. A part of me was kind of happy to not have to deal with him...
I decided to call Blythe and tell her about the note Bill had given me last night after he walked me inside.
*On the phone with Blythe*
"Girl, you would not believe what happened after we dropped you off." I say.
"No, YOU would not believe what happened after we went inside my apartment." Blythe says chuckling.
"Who's that?" I hear a random males voice coming from Blythe's end who I assume is Tom.
"GIRL STFU." I say to her.
"So we going to this concert tonight or what?" Blythe says.
"How did you know I was gonna-" I say until Blythe cuts me off.
"I gotta go, we will talk about everything while we get ready, I'll come to yours at 6. Love you! Bye!" Blythe hangs up.
*End of phone call*
"No fucking way." I whisper to myself while chuckling.
I reach over to my bedside table grabbing the note Bill left. I reread it. Then again. Then again. I don't even know why he wants to see me again, I think I said like two words to him during the entire time we spent together.
I sit there still in bed contemplating if I should text him. What would I even say?
'Sorry I was such a silent asshole while you were helping me out after I fell on you? Sorry I didn't say thank you for getting me home and walking me inside to make sure I was safe?'
I felt like such a bitch. Embarrassed about last night but excited for the concert tonight.
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I decided to text Bill as I paced around my apartment trying to figure out what to say.
What if he doesn't remember me? What if he was just doing everything to be nice and he doesn't actually want me to come?
I get over my thoughts and say fuck it.
I texted him.
Blake: hi Bill
It's been two hours. No response I knew it. I was basically pulling my hair out of my skull at this point even more embarrassed than before. I decided to take a shower to at least try to calm me down.
