Billie's POV
I did it. I gave Mike the song I wrote. Granted, I froze a bunch, but he got it. The thing is though, he doesn't know it's by me.
My legs buckled under me and I fell onto my bed with a loud 'thud'. I didn't move at all.
My room door swung open and a very panicked Mike entered. I sat up and he looked both really relieved and annoyed.
"I thought you died, jeez. I'm going to get some coffee, see ya."
"Bye-" The door slammed shut.
I pulled my knees to my chest and sighed. I got to admit it. Mike hates me. The tone he used when I gave him the song, the way he spoke when he came to check on me. He just hates me. And goddamnit, I'm falling for him.
One more song couldn't hurt.
"Goodnight, sleep tight
Have sweet dreams
I need to feel your hands holding mine
Like it'll be the last time
That it will happen
I want to feel how soft you cuddle
Holding my hair in your hands
Just a few twirls
La la la da la da doo
La la la da la da doo
Na na naaa
Na na naaa
Na na naaa
You're always so nice
I can't wait until you are the one
Holding me to sleep"
I poured my feelings out as I thought of cuddling with Mike. Him holding my hand. Damnit, I'm really soft now.
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I said I'd never leave {FINISHED}
FanfictionThat doesn't mean you need to stay I promised you the world When all I had was a small town
