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(billies pov)

I don't know what made me do it. He's hurt me so much before, why should I care about him? I can't help but care, its just my nature. When someone is distressed, I can't bear to see them upset, even if it they don't care about me. I wish someone would do that to me.

(mikes pov)
I never expected Billie's arms be comforting. The feeling of his touch dragged me back to my repressed memories of Bill and I, splashing each other in the pool, making a snowman with a phallic imagery, and the most heart wrenching of all: watching billie receive his guitar. He was so happy he hugged me and told me to help him learn. Sadly I never got to do that.

Suddenly I feel hot tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Billie.." I whispered, barely audible.

"Yeah Mikey?"

Hearing him call me by my childhood nickname broke me.

"Billie, I'm so sorry. I want to be your brother again."

For once, I let my emotions go. It felt so good.

(billies pov)

Those were the words I had secretly been longing to hear for years. I started sobbing and hugging him tighter. His super strong arms squeezed me back. We sat like that for an hour, just holding each other. I didn't realize how much I'd missed him.

"Hey Mike?"

"Yeah Bill?"

"I can't breathe."

"Oh. Sorry."

(a/n: hey!! sorry its just a filler. i feel like before the events go full swing, muke and  billie needed to redeem their love.

youre lovely
deejay)

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