Part 8

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"It doesn't matter, it's over. He shouldn't be worrying about me." I said to Billie as we talked about Brenden. Billie nodded his head as he made two cups of hot chocolate. I looked out the window and saw that it was pitch black, then I landed back onto the couch. Billie handed me one of the cups and sat next to me.

"What do you wanna watch?" He flipped through the channels.

"That 70's show? Pretty sure it's on Netflix." He changed the channel. I smiled and so did he.

"Why do you like that 70's show? I would've thought you liked something... Newer I guess." He looked over and took a sip of his hot chocolate.

"When I was a teenager I would get high with my cousin as I watched this show." He widened his eyes and smiled.

"For real!?"

"Yea."

"Oh my god. Finally. I thought you would hate me for this but because you do it, I'm extremely happy." I gave him a questioned look. He stood up and grabbed a bag of weed from a drawer from underneath the sink and threw it on the coffee table in front of us. It wasn't that much, but enough to get actually stoned. He then pulled a pipe out from the couch cushion. He immediately dug in as I was still laughing of the shock that he just pulled out some fucking weed and started randomly smoking it.
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"Shut the fuck up, you're to loud." I said to Billie as he chomped down on Doritos.

"Hey.... Fuck you." I laughed and grabbed a handful and ate them.
"You know what? We need hot dogs."

"Yesss." I said leaning back.
"No no no. Costco got dogs."

"Damn you're smart."

"Let's go to the zoo!!"

"Yea!!" Billie said. He ran outside and got into his truck. It was pitch black outside but we had already forgotten.

"But the only things we are gonna see are the owls." I say softly.

"Dammit. I wanted to see koalas."

"Can we go tomorrow?"

"Oh my god yea!!" Billie runs back inside and sits on the couch. I sit down with him and we start watching Tv again.
"Bell?"

"What Billie?"

"Can I be honest with you?"

"Uh, yea, I guess."

"I like you, a lot. And I feel like I'm not good enough for you, y'know? But I don't want to be just friends."

"Are you still stoned?"

"Probably not but it's alright." He smiles and softly grabs my hand. My body warms up as I feel my cheeks burning up like fire. I scoot closer to Billie and lay my head on his shoulder. I feel him gently kiss my forehead.

"Billie, I want to thank you for being so amazing to me. You brought me in when in had no place to go and you didn't even care who I was. And that means the world to me. But once I started staying here, I realized that I liked you. A lot. And you didn't care about how weird I was for being a master egg cooker," Billie giggled. "but you liked me for me. And that's amazing. And I love that about you Billie." I didn't think about what I was saying. It just, came out and I had no control over it. He smiled like a child and so did I. Then I grabbed the pipe and handed it to Billie.
"We should make the best out of the day. We should stay up all night, we should dance, we should sing, we should... I don't know, drop acid!!" I shouted. My excitement rushed through my blood at the speed of sound. My heart was racing and I smiled widely.

"Yes! But one more thing?"

"What?" Right as I was done he surprised me with a kiss. Not just a peck, a actual kiss that I enjoyed way to much. It was so sensational that it made my stomach tie into knots.

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