HELLO YES I HAVE RETURNED FROM THE DEAD

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Spencer's POV

It's around 10 am Saturday and here I am literally shaking with both excitement and nerves. I was standing right outside of Billy's mansion. Damn his house was big for one family. Do you think his parents are home? Is it just going to be just Billy and I….NO! Spencer get those thoughts out of your head!

I rang the intercom only to hear Billy's suave voice coming from the machine's speakers. "Hey Spence. I'll be down in a sec to let you in. Hang tight." Billy said. I waited outside of the gate waiting until I heard the front door of the mansion open with a slight creaking noise as it opened. Billy shut the door and made his way to the gate.
"Sorry for the wait Brosicle," Billy said as he opened the gate for me, "I just have to watch out for—FANGIRLS!" Billy screamed as a hoard of crazed teenage girls running toward Billy and I. I was about to say something before I felt something grab my hand. My head turned from the fangirls to Billy. "C'mon let's go!" he said as he took my hand and pulled me into the building. We shut the door behind us thankfully before the hoard of screaming teen girls surrounded the building.

"We can head up to my room," Billy said to me with a reassuring smile. It took me a second to take in what was inside of the mansion. It was decorated with purple and pink walls with a huge staircase along the wall. Knowing the narcissist he is, there were framed pictures of him everywhere I looked, not that I minded of course. We reached an elevator and went up until we reached the top floor: Billy's bedroom.

I stepped inside and saw the usual expected things in a teen popstar's room: a giant television hanging on the wall, a guitar in the corner, two lounge chairs, however the most surprising thing (and the most unexpected thing) was the huge race car bed. I chuckled when my eyes met the giant wheels on the sides of the decorated furniture.

"Whaaatt? Chicks dig the Billy-mobile" Billy said with a sarcastic yet charming voice. We both couldn't help but laugh until our stomachs hurt. "O-Okay Billy, let's get started on filming. Or at least get something done." I said as I pulled out the finished script from my backpack.

We both sat down on the edge of the bed as we reviewed the script. We started reading over the lines and explaining each scene and how I was planning on bringing the entire film to life. Billy's zombie impression was so adorable that I couldn't help but smile like a huge dork. God, he was so charming it was just so natural.

As we continued through the script, I could feel Billy slowly moving closer and closer too me, I'm assuming so that he could see the script better, but then I turned my head to look at him. His face was inches from mine. I could feel the distance slowly decreasing. His dark eyes looking into mine, I could see every little detail in his charismatic face. Inches became centimeters and soon the distance became nonexistent. It lasted a few seconds till I pulled away from his soft lips. I could feel my heart racing, ringing in my ears. His eyes didn't move away from mine for even a second.

He placed his hand on my waist, pulling me closer to his body. I brought my hand up to his face, resting my thumb on his cheekbone. Dropping the script on the floor was the least of my worries; what if I wasn't good enough for Billy? I'm sure my insecurity started to show when Billy gave me a very reassuring expression. "Don't worry, Spencer, I like you for who you are, okay? You don't have to pretend or be ashamed when you're with me." Billy said to me, his free hand interlocking with my own. We began to kiss once again, getting slightly intimate. He laid me down on the bed as we continued, his body hovering over mine. He was very gentle, the way he held my waist. It seemed as if he were taking his time, savoring the moment. Then he pulled away seeming to have a moment of realization.

"Spencer wait. I really, really like you but I would really like to take things slow with you. Ever since I first saw you. Your adorable smile, your passion for film, just- just everything about you. I only saw you from afar because I never had the courage to speak to you- that is until recently. You're special and I wouldn't want to rush anything. I want to treasure every moment with you," Billy said, "I like you more than I like myself, and that says a lot." We both shared a brief laugh at Billy's narcissistic comment but his whole speech was just so sweet? I've never seen this side of Billy, not that he would ever show this side of him to the public, I'm sure, but I have never felt so wanted. It felt so warm and kind of nice for a change.