A/N: *sigh* didn't that just make your heart soar? Bill is just so freakin' ADORABLE. i don't care if you don't find him attractive. You'd be crazy not to think he's at least a little cute. Hell, he's cuter than puppies. *thinks* it depends. XD I'm so evil. Anyhoos, so you like? I'm sure you guys are wondering what happened to Addie and Tom. I'm wondering too…hmmm...i don't know. Maybe I'll write some more Abi and Bill fluff then I'll get inspiration.

(//_0): Am I cuter than puppies?

Me: um…yeah…sure Frederick…

(//_0): u don't think im as cute as this…BILL PERSON?

Me: well Frederick, I mean…have you SEEN his ass?

(//_0): I'M NOT GAY!

Me: what about bi?

(//_0): I'm struggling.

Me: I see.

(//_0): I'M GOING TO GO SLEEP.

Me: well, okay.

(//_-): *snores*

Me: okay then.

You're Loverly,

Abigale Holly Rice

We decided to watch Labyrinth *is that how you spell it?* since I had never seen it and it was his favourite movie as a kid. After putting in the DVD Bill looked down at me.

"Um…er…do you care if I um…turn out the lights…?"

I smiled, "No, its fine. It's more fun that way anyways."

"Oh well…okay." He blushed, although I hadn't meant to make him awkward, but his blush was cute.

He flipped of the switch and sat back on the couch about a foot away from me.

"Did Addie tell you I had cooties or something?"

"No…but she said you wanted to take it slow."

"Take what slow?"

He suddenly looked like a little kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar, "Um…you know.."

"No, I don't know."

He blushed a little more, "Well I was wondering if…someday…we could…um…"

"Okay, I'll let you out of your misery now."

"Wait…what?"

"I know what you're trying to say."

"Then…why'd you make me suffer?"

I scooted over next to him and stuck his arm around me, "Because I'm a sadist."

"Well, if that's what you want to be…"

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, I guess so."

As the movie began to unfold, I realized that this is what I've wanted for so long. To understand him. To know him. I just…was making it more awkward than it needed to be.

*excuse this onslaught of girly teenage feelings*

Making him awkward wasn't funny. It was sad. I wanted him to like me. I wanted to like him. This just was something I had never expected to happen. Something I never expected to work. Why had he been so open to talking to me? Was I just another girl he had to be nice to? Was this just what they always had to do when they had to have a meet-and-greet. How long was this shindig supposed to go on for anyways? And why was there only Bill and Tom together and not Georg and Gustav?

"Abby?" Bill asked quietly.

I looked up, hitting him in the face, with my forehead.

"Oh god. I'm so sorry…I don't even know how I got to be that close to you."

"You had your head on my shoulder."

This time I blushed, "Oh…"

"It's okay though, I wanted you to." He stroked my cheek with his thumb.

"Well, I'm glad you got what you wanted."

He laughed, "I wonder if Tom got what he wanted…"

"What do you mean?" I inquired.

He looked at me like I was insane, "Do you not know how much of a man-whore he is?"

"Well…yeah but why would they….wait a minute. Are you serious?!?"

"Um…yeah…probably."

"ADDIE'S GONNA LOSE HER COOKIE NOW?!?"

Bill looked at me strangely again, "Her…cookie?"

"IS SHE JUST A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH HIM?!?" I had grabbed his shirt with my hands and held him close to my face.

He stuttered a little because of the impact I had grabbed him with, "Um…I don't know."

"She's my best friend, if he breaks her heart, I'll break his face."

Bill bit his lip, "Well you do seem to be able to have the strength to do that."

I suddenly let go of his shirt, "Oh...yeah…sorry. I get protective."

"Do you want to go find them?"

"Why would you want to go find them?"

"I don't want you to worry."

He didn't want me to worry? That was probably one of the sweetest things a guy had ever said to me. EVER. Better than "You're pretty." It was like, he loved me enough to care about if I was comfortable with some situation…hold up. Did I just say love? Or think it, I suppose. How could I…no he didn't…he couldn't…he was just a sweet guy who cared.

"Abby? Come on. They went through here." He had stood up and I felt cold where he had been sitting. I nodded and followed him, he grabbed the door knob and twisted it to open the door….