Eighteen Candles (you will remember me)

50.

Blake

I'm sweating.

On my armpits, my hands, my neck. For fuck sakes I think even my balls have sweat all over them.

Billie is walking towards me, her steps getting slower as soon as she recognizes me. She stops.

"We need to talk," I say quietly. It's almost a whisper but loud enough for Billie to hear.

She doesn't answer. She just looks at me. Even in the dark her eyes feel warm when she looks at me. I never wanted her to feel bad about herself. But I also couldn't stay away anymore.

I couldn't just watch her, talking to other guys, laughing with them, anymore. I needed her to know. Too know that she is the only girl I want to kiss. The only girl I want to listen to, yapping about literally anything. The only girl I want to have around me all the time.

"What if I don't want to talk," she whispers back.

I smile, even though I feel a little sting in my chest. "Do you?"

Billie nods. Shakes her head. She sighs. "Why can't you just stay away, Blake? Why do you have to make this so hard for me?" she complains and I push myself towards her.

"Me? I am making this hard?"

"Blake-"

The only thing I have been thinking about for all this time are you fucking lips on mine and your hands on my body! I dream about it at day and night! I can feel it, even though it's not happening. I memorize it. And the only thing I have been hearing from you for days is no. And an ignorance for years! And you dare to tell me I am the one who is making this hard?!"

I am standing right in front of her now. I can see her chest rising and falling quickly. She stops breathing when I cup her cheek with my hand. "I promise you we can make this work. But you have to let me, Biscuit," I whisper.

She slaps my hand away. "Yes! You are the one making this hard, Blake Evans!" she points her finger at my chest. "Because I have been in love with you for years and the only thing you ever did was kiss me and then just leave me for Gemma! I watched you talk to every girl but me! I watched you kiss every girl but me and I listened to you talk how you fucked every girl but me!" she yells angrily, stinging me with her finger every second word.

I stopped breathing.

Billie takes her finger back and stumbles backwards. "I'm gunna go- I- I need- I need to go-"

My right hand flies to her neck and I smash her mouth on mine and kiss her.

This is the girl I want. It's the girl I have been finding weird and annoying my entire life. The girl that has been jumping through my mind since I have met her. The girl that yells at me every second day.

The girl that I have been in love with since I've been calling her Biscuit.

Billie kisses me back, running her hands through my hair. Her tongue enters my mouth, fighting with mine for dominance. I win.

Her right hand moves from my hair to my stomach, touching it underneath my shirt. She pushes my towards my pick up softly and I groun, hitting it with my back.

My hands move to her lower back, pulling her closer to me.

Someone whistles. "Woho Bills! Go Mama!" someone yells from behind Billie.

Billie pulls herself away from me and dumbs her face in my chest."I don't wanna hear it, Elias!" she mumbles into my chest, earning a chuckle from behind her.

I start laughing as soon as Elias walks away and Billie hits my chest.

Elias waves me in goodbye. "Have fun, kids!"