Sinning like a saint // BJA

[13] Cookies are an easier apology

I got back from school as I walked in through the front door dropping my backpack down on the floor.

"How was school?" My mom asked me with her nose in a book.

"It was alright, Billie wasn't in today." I told her, walking over as I sat down on the couch.

"No, Ollie says he's been quite ill today." My mom told me, not looking up.

"Ill?"

"Mhm,"

"I hope he doesn't die,"

She huffed, wiping her book down so she could give me the full disapproving stare. "Don't say stupid things like that,"

"Sorry mom." I moved back to my feet leaving my mom to read her book as I walked into the kitchen.

"Also! Good news!" My mom shouted from the living room.

"What's that!?" I shouted back.

"The plane tickets have been able to be booked- which means we'll be going to New Jersey in a months time!" She excitedly shouted.

"Really?" I faked excitedly. "Wow- can't wait,"

~

"He's just in his room sweety, don't get too close I don't want you catching whatever it is he's got." Ollie told me as she closed the door behind me.

"I won't do." I smiled walking up the stairs.

Ill my arse I bet he's been smoking weed all day.

I knocked on the door as I waited to hear his voice. But I didn't hear it, so I slowly creaked open the door and popped my head through to see he was fast asleep. I smiled lightly to myself before I walked in and placed the container on his draws.

An old times gift caught my eye that sat on Billies dresser. I picked up the teddy I bought him a few years back for Valentine's Day, it held a heart in its hand that said 'I love you' in it with white cursive writing, and I remember perfectly explaining to him it means 'in a friend' way because they didn't have any bears holding signs that said 'I love you as a friend,'. It was suppose to cheer him up since his girlfriend and him at the time split up just before Valentines.

I looked at it for a moment before I brought it down and looked over at him.

His face was always so serious when he was awake. He was always scowling or pursing his lips. But his facial features were relaxed right now, and he honestly looked beautiful. Ella is one lucky whiny bitch.

I threw the teddy bear over to him as it hit him. "Get up!" I shouted as he flinched. He quickly shot up and looked around confused as he spotted me leaning against his draws smirking.

His eyes diverted over at the teddy before picking it up and holding it in his hands. "What was that for?"

"Look what I brought," I grinned as I swiftly turned around and picked up the container.

"What's in it?"

"Look for yourself," I tossed him over the container as it landed on his bed and he dropped the teddy opening up the container. He looked in it and smiled over at me. "You made me cookies!?"

"They're your favourite ones, they're suppose to say sorry for me so I don't have to,"

He laughed slightly as he picked one up and bit it as I carried on.

"But you probably deserve one from me, so here goes,"

He gawked straight over at me with wide eyes surprised with what I was about to do.

I breathed in. "I'm sorry." I finally said it. That was... easy? "I shouldn't have said that stuff, I was angry and I said too much and I didn't mean half of it. But I did mean that you're a jerk, you act like one. But you're my favourite jerk to ever of walked this earth and I mean that in the nicest way I can."

He smiled, "Am I still dreaming?"

"No," I chuckled taking a seat at his desk on his spiny my chair.

"There's no way you made me cookies- and apologised."

I smiled lightly.

"You're the best," he beamed back before he carried on eating. "But-" He said with his mouth ful, "-I owe you one too." He took a moment before he swallowed as he carried on speaking. "I'm really sorry I did that to you and made you walk home. I'm also sorry that I said Ella was my best friend. You're my best friend and you always have been. And I'm sorry for saying you was reading into things, you had every right to be angry and I shouldn't have said that."

I grinned for a moment. "Can I hug you?"

"No you'll get sick,"

"I don't mind,"

"I don't want you ill,"

"Oh c'mon, please?"

"I don't want you becoming ill phee, stay back!" He laughed extending his arms out in defence as I stood up.

"I'm not going to get sick you baby, just let me hug you."

"No!" He laughed.

I sighed before I walked over to him, I grabbed both his arms and placed them around me as I pulled him into a hug. He sighed before he hugged me back.

"If you get sick I won't be happy," he warned.

I pulled away and looked at him. His eyes seemed to be blazed with happiness, despite being ill. I leaned my forehead against his as they touched and we were in silence for a moment enjoying each other's company.

I appreciated the moment while I was in it, cause I knew how much I would miss it once it passed. And I just tried to remember every detail.

Like the ways his pupils were so huge while staring at me. His skin was pale, and his forehead on mine felt warm. He seriously was ill.

I smiled at him as he did his signature wonky grin back. The smile that I fell in love with. And all it's flaws. All the crooked teeth that revealed when he parted his lips and lifted the corners of his mouth. I fell in love with all the little things about him, his smile was one. But the way his messy hair was tickling my forehead as it touched his, the way the corners of his eyes revealed creases when he smiled to me, the bite marks he left on his bottom lip. I was so hopelessly in love with him, and I can't go back.

"Billie!" His mom shouted as I quickly moved my face away from his and looked surprised as so did he. He chuckled slightly before shouting back.

"Yeah!?"

"I have good news!"

"Whats that!?"

"The plane tickets to go to New Jersey have successfully been purchase!" She shouted up, "Meaning we'll be going to New Jersey in a month!"

"Shit." He mumbled. I looked over at him confused.

"Aren't you excited?"

"Yeah but- I completely forgot about that- I don't know how Ella's gonna react to it and-"

"-You're just going on holiday. She can't get mad over it."

"But it'll be because I'm going with you- she'll think somethings going to happen,"

"Like what?"

"I don't know she'll just get paranoid,"

"Best tell her soon then," I smiled.

He looked at me confused, "why are you smiling?"

"Oh no reason."