Because I love you (trillie oneshots)

Highschool shit

Tré's pov
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I trudged through the empty hallways of school. It was the first day back after the holidays and I was late, not that I really gave a shit. I looked at my schedule; music. At least this was a decent lesson.

I found my way to the music room and walked in, totally ignoring the teachers lecture and focusing on two very familiar beautiful green eyes staring at me from the back of the class. I smiled warmly at Billie and went to sit next to him. I had always liked Billie, there was always something about him that caught my eye; his scruffy yet fluffy black hair, his vibrant green eyes, his cute crooked grin. I just found everything about him so amazing.

"Hellooooo. Earth to Tré. You there buddy?" Billies voice snapped me out of my daydream.
"Oh uh yeah sure." I tried my best to compose myself and forget the fact that I was just thinking about him, but obviously my voice wasn't having any of it.
"You alright Tré?"
"Yeah I'm fine I promise, just a little tired." Well it wasn't a complete lie, I was tired, but I wasn't fine. I was only tired because I spent half the night sat in the corner of my room, thinking about how fucked up my life was. Little did Billie know that I cut, and he won't know for as long as possible. I couldn't let him know that about me, we tell each other everything but I've never told him about my suicide attempts, or the fact that I cut myself so much there isn't an inch of clear skin on either of my forearms or thighs, and I don't intend on telling him any time soon.

"Tré I can tell something isn't right, I know it's Monday but even then you're still hyper."
"Seriously I'm good."
"Fine if you insist. See you at lunch?"
"Yeah. Behind the bleachers?"
"Sure." Billie smiled and we got on with the rest of our work. The next two lessons dragged by, English was a load of shit but at least I had Mike to talk to, maths was also a load of bullshit.

Finally lunch came around and I met with Billie behind the bleachers like we arranged.
"So" Billie started. "You gonna tell me what's wrong yet?"
"Wow your persistent."
"Well of course I am, I'm your best friend and I love you too much to see you hurting like this."
"Okay okay. I just haven't been feeling the best lately. Before you ask I don't know why but I just feel shitty."
"Please don't tell me you've done what I think you've done."
My insides clenched. I knew what he was talking about, he was talking about me cutting. I was about to say something but instead he did it for me.
"You did didn't you?"
A few tears escaped my eyes before I closed them tightly and refused to open them. I slightly nodded my head and felt my shirt sleeve get rolled up, revealing what I've been hiding for about a year. I felt Billies arms wrap around me and pull me into a much needed warm hug. I buried my face into his neck and hugged him back, he gently rubbed his hand in circles on my back.
"I'm sorry Billie. I'm so so sorry." I sobbed out shakily.
"Hey, come on, it's going to be alright. I'll help you through this, we'll get through it together. Just please tell me next time you feel like shit. I love you and I can't see you like this."

"Billie?" I snivelled out.
"Yeah?"
"What do you mean by you love me?"
He sighed in defeat and looked me in the eyes with his beautiful green orbs.
"Tré I've liked you for quite some time, I'm going to be honest I do love you. As in I want to be with you."
My tears had stopped by now but new ones were starting to form, this time from how happy I was now that I had heard that.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah." He looked down to he ground.
"Good, because I like you too."
His head shot up and he smiled a warm but cheeky smile at me. I pulled him closer to me and kissed him softly on the lips. It was the most amazing feeling in the world, my stomach was doing somersaults. We broke away sooner than I would have liked.
"Tré, I'm going to help you. I can't see you go through this any longer. I love you."
"I love you too Billie. Thank you."