∆-MY SWEET GIRL-∆

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YEAR: 2008
POV: BILL'S
SUMMARY: Bill went out with his group, his twin brother and the G's like usual, and Ahmyah stayed home because her cramps were hitting hard. Bill comes home to find Ahmyah curled up in the bed in discomfort, holding her stomach, so Bill takes care of her.

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BILL'S POV:

"See you guys!"  I say before stepping out of the car onto the driveway. Gustav was kind enough to drive me home because I didn't take the car, in case Ahmyah needed to go somewhere. I hadn't a feeling she wouldn't but I would rather be safe than sorry, especially when it comes to her.

I walk up the driveway, taking out my house key out of my pocket. I get to the door and unlock it before putting the key back. I turn my around, looking back at the car I had just gotten out. I smile and step into the house, watching the car leave as I close the door. 

I take my shoes off and set them by the door, careful of Mya's rules don't walk around the house with outside shoes on. I run up the stairs into Mya and I's shared room to see if she was there. Certainly enough, she was. I was happy to see her of course, but I knew she had terrible, I mean terrible, cramps during her period which made me upset. 

I walk over to her to see her curled up with her knees to her chest as she had a look in her face that looked like she wanted to throw up. She started to whimper a bit as she stirred in her spot. I felt terrible. I hesitated on waking her up but did anyway. 

"My love," I say as she opened her beautiful eyes. "how are you feeling?" 

"Like shit." she groans before whimpering a little more. My poor sweet girl. I chuckle a bit before placing my hand on her face, swiping my thumb along her pinkish cheeks

"Have you eaten anything?" I ask and she shakes her head. "Do want some.." I stop to think. "some chicken noodle soup?" 

"Mhm." she hums with a smile smile. Her smile is so peaceful. I love it.

"Alright. Do you need anything?" I ask with that look in my eyes, the look that shows that I love her.

"Can you grab my heating pad please?" he asks softly.

"Of course, give me a second, beautiful." I say before leaving to go to the hall closet. It takes me a few second before finding, but soon enough I do. I grab the heating pad before going back into our room. I plug in the heating pad, making sure it's at right the right temperature. Once it is, I place it on her stomach. "I'm gonna go get your soup, alright? I love you, Darling." I say before giving her a kiss on her forehead. 

I run down the stairs and grab a medium-sized pot. I go to the pantry, grabbing a can of soup and pouring it into the pan, adding some water. I place the pot onto the stove, twisting the knob to make it the highest heat possible. I step away, hopping onto the counter to sit on. 

A few minutes past, and the soup begins to boil. I hop off the counter and turn off the stove. I pour the soup into a bowl and set it up on top of the fridge for it to cool a bit. While it cools, I decide to go to the gas station that just a couple minutes down the road.

I grab my shoes and sit down on the bench we have right beside the garage door, putting my shoes on. I open the door to the garage stepping through it, hopping into the car. I shift the gear, reserving out of the driveway. It takes me, like I said, a couple minutes to get there. I step out of the car, not caring to lock it because I'll be in and out. 

Once I step into the gas station, I find the chocolates, grabbing Ahmyah's favorite choclate which include Twix, 3 Musketeers, KitKats, and Kinder Buenos. I also grab a 1 liter of Dr. Pepper, her favorite. She drinks it 25/8, how could you not know it's her favorite? The thought of how much she loves soda makes me laugh. 

I walk up to register, placing all of the items on the counter waiting for the cashier to scan them all.

"19 dollars and 34 cents is your total." the cashier says, flashing a smile at me. I wipe it off, thinking she's just trying to be friendly. I slide the card through the reader. Hearing a beep, I take my card out, putting it back in my wallet. "Would you like a bag, handsome?" the cashier says. She not an elder so she really has no reason to call me handsome, she looks about my age. 

"Yes, and please don't call me that." I say in a cold, firm tone.

"Why? I don't see anyone with you?" she says, putting the contents in the bag.

"Ok?" I say rudely. "Just cause you don't see someone doesn't mean there isn't someone, cause trust me, there is." I say as I roll my eyes and grab the bag, quickly avoiding her words and touch. Dumb bitch tried pulling that shit with me. That was funny and she was ugly and annoying, even more than her voice. Whatever.

I run out of the gas station, jumping into the driver's seat of the car. Making my way home. I pull into the garage, grabbing the bag and running inside. I stop at the door, taking my shoes off. I go to the fridge, grabbing the, still hot but a little less than it was earlier, bowl of chicken noodle soup. 

I hurry fast up the stairs with the bowl and the bag from the gas station. I open the door to see Ahmyah watching TV. "Hey there, got you some stuff, beautiful." I say as I kiss her forehead, placing the bowl in her hands and setting the bag on her nightstand. Her face lights up as she sees the Dr. Pepper, beginning to take a drink.

"Want some, Billy?" she asks, leaning the soda my way.

"No it's all yours, Mya." I laugh

I watched as she drank the soup, another smile forming on my face. She's so beautiful. She has been since we first met when we were 14. I love her more than anyone knows or can think of. My beautiful, sweet girl. My girl

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A/N: i miss my crush so bad guys its not even funny bc i didnt go to skl today :( anywayss.. i hope yall like this and i have like 2 drafts up here and yeah lol. i need a guy like bill in this story, i hope and pray that my crush is like this. SPEAKING OF PRAYING MY CRUSH IS CHRISTIAN WHICH MAKES HIM EVEN HOTTTERRRRRRRRRR EEEE man he was lookin hella fine today bc my mom sent me a picture of him lmfaoo anywho i rlly hope yall like this, im gonna go try not to kill my throat my coughing byee <3

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