The confession part two

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Narrator' P.O.V.

"H-hey bill, I'm gonna go take a shower... cause you know..." Dipper said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"O-Of course P-Pinetree you don't have to ask, it's your house a-after all..." Bill sputtered out, avoiding eye contact with the brunette.

"O-Okay I-I'll b-be a-a f-few m-minutes..." Dipper mumbled, making his way to the bathroom.

Bill's P.OV.

I heard the water turn on, I gave a sigh of relief, "Finally, I have some time to think..." I thought as I sat down on Pinetrees bed. 

"How am I going to tell him?... I have to tell him tonight or I might not get another chance..." 

"I just don't want this to turn out like last time..."

Flashback to eighth grade... Still Bill's P.O.V.

"Hey bill!" a voice said.

"O-Oh h-hi T-tad..." I greeted, looking down at my feet.  The purple's eyes sparkled at the sound of his name.

"He is so cute..." I thought as I stole a quick glance at the purple-haired boy now walking beside me, In the school corridors.

Timeskip to lunch Bill's P.O.V.

"H-hi T-Tad..." I greeted as I sat next to the boy.

"Hi, Bill!" Tad said, in a cheerful voice. I felt a sudden heat on my face at the sound of Tad's voice.

"Now's the time..." My mind stated.

"U-Um T-Tad I-I h-have s-something t-to t-tell y-you..." I managed to sputter out.

"Sure what is it?" 

"I-I u-um..." I felt tears form in the corners of my eyes.

"It's okay you can tell me anything..." Tad said, putting his hand on my shoulder,  his purple eyes staring into my soul.

"You can tell me, I won't judge you, Bill, you're my best friend!" Tad said, with a reassuring smile, his hand still on my shoulder.

"I-I w-well... Mmph!" I crashed my lips down on his, for what seemed like forever, I pulled away panting.

"W-What the actual FUCK!!??!" Tad screeched angrily.

"DID YOU HONESTLY THINK THAT I WAS SOME FAG!?!?!?..."

"W-What? I-I...-Smack!!" The sound of Tad's hand slapped against my cheek, chipping one of my teeth in the back of my mouth. I soon tasted a warm, metallic tasting liquid enter my mouth.

"GET AWAY, YOU USELESS FAGGOT, DON'T TALK TO ME, YOU MIGHT SPREAD YOUR DISEASE TO ME!!!!" Tad roared with fire in his eyes.

End of Bill's Flashback brought by ~Your laziness...

Bill's P.O.V.

"BILL!" a voiced thundered, making the walls shake.

"W-Wha h-huh?" I said as I snapped back into the present.

"B-Bill!... you're okay!!" Pinetree said, wrapping his arms around my waist. My cheeks blushed a deep crimson red at his touch.

"Something feels different, though... There is something different about Pinetree but what???" My mind chanted. 

"Maybe... just maybe, he loves me back..." I thought, blushing...

"H-Hey B-Bill... d-do y-you w-wanna t-take a s-shower?" Pinetree asked, looking at my dirt-caked clothes.

"O-Oh y-yeah y-yes p-please..." I said holding back tears.

Timeskip after Bill's shower.

I stepped out of the warm shower... the coldness of the are hitting my bare body, I dried off, and put on Pinetree's spare pair of pajamas.

The door opened with a soft click, the steam slowly entering the hallway. 

"I hope he doesn't notice I've been crying..." I thought as I entered his room.

"O-Oh h-hey P-Pinetree..." I said rubbing my neck avoiding, looking at his face.

"H-Hi B-Bill..." Pinetree said, covering his face with his sleeves,

"He is so cute when he's embarrassed..." I muttered, I felt my face get red at the sight.

"B-Bill were you crying?" The brunette asked in a concerned voice.

"N-No..." I lied, blushing a darker shade of red.

Pinetree, let out a loud sigh, "Come on Bill..." He said, signaling for me to join him on his bed.

"Promise we'll never keep secrets from each other?" Pinetree questioned, as he stared longingly into my eyes pleading me to say something.

"O-Of course Pinetree," I said, sitting next to the brunette on his bed.

"Tell him..."  My mind said sternly.

Authors note-

Oh my god, I am SO TIERED!!!!!!!!!!! please enjoy this chapter, I am making part three tomarrow, or later today since it is 1 AM... PLease enjoy this chapter,

autor chan





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