Alex sighed, walking into the hotel room, holding a pair of flat black shoes. He heard music coming through the stereo but couldn't see Billie anywhere. "Bee!?" He shivered, feeling a rush of air from the balcony. He clicked his fingers, dropping the shoes to the floor. He walked over the the balcony doors, sighing as he stepped out. It was freezing, as Billie was leaning against the banister in a singlet and trackpants combo.

He didn't say anything. He didn't need to. He just walked over and wrapped his jumper covered arms around her tiny little body. He buried his face in her hair and they began to rock back and forth into each other. After about five minutes of complete silence, apart from he steady breathing of Alex and the sigh's of Billie, She began to cry, uncontrollably. Her body jerked with sobs as he continued to rock her side to side until she felt ready to tell him.

She threw his arms away from her body and turned to face him. He could tell she had been crying for a long time, her usually bright eyes were tired and puffy, the end of her freckle touched nose was bright red and her bottom lip quivered as she stood before him. She lay a hand on the side of his face and looked straight into his eyes. "I had sex with Chris." Alex had to crack a smile. He knew. Chris had told him the second he could. Billie tilted her head. He wrapped his arms around her again and pulled her close. What kind of reaction did she expect? I mean, it's not like they were together or anything.

"Well, it's what you wanted." Billie pushed him off of her again, "No it's not, it's not at all!" Alex's head tilted, just like she had done moments prior. "It's not." She whispered, wiping her button nose of the back of her freezing cold hand.

I wanted him. I wanted him to want me. I wanted love.
She sighed, closing her eyes. "I'm so stupid." She still couldn't believe she had let it happen. I mean, she wasn't one for drunken escapades. And Chris, what the fuck? He was getting married to her best friend, he did this and then told her that he was staying with his fiance. Royal asshole. Alex ran a hand through her vibrant hair and kissed her forehead. Much like Chris had done that night before. She could still feel it, the tingles and how lustfilled the simple kiss was.

That's when she noticed. That's not how Alex's felt at all. It was caring, like comfort. He was always doing that, making her feel comfortable.

"I'm so sorry." She began crying again, wrapping her arms around his to bury her face in his chest. "I'm so, so sorry Alex." He smiled and kissed her head once more. "It was bound to happen sweetheart, you've been best friends for years. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Men and women can't be friends without sex becoming involved. I mean, look at us dollface. You're the longest relationship I've ever had..." He felt her stiffen in his arms and rubbed her back softly. He didn't mean anything by it.

"Come on, let's get you inside okay." She grabbed his hand as he led her inside, letting her tiny freezing cold fingers entwine with his warm digits. "Hey. Do you want to stay with me, get a movie, some dinner?" He turned to look at her, standing there holding onto his hands with the most innocent little smile on her face. Her cheeks were all rosy from the cold and she looked adorable. Not only that, but she had said what he had longed to hear from her for far too long. She wanted him to stay, not to stay and have sex, but to be with her. Man, doesn't timing just suck?

"Babe, you know I would but-" He sighed, not believing he was saying it.
"I have a date..." Her eyes went wide. In all the time that Alex and Billie had been friends with benefits Alex had never dated, and Billie had never dated. "Oh."

"The new knockout, I got set up by the guys B. I'm really sorry." Now that was a lie. After Alex had found out Chris and Billie had slept together he decided he would have a cigarette, he hadn't had one in months and he though now was a better time than ever. As he was walking toward the closest 7-11 to buy a pack he was approached by the new chick, the one who beat kong, you know? T-Tan. Taylor!

She was a cute little blonde thing, and on any other day would not have been his type but he was sad, and bitter and agreed for one dinner date that night. Man, how he was regretting it now.

"Oh, that's cool, I hear she's a really sweet girl." Billie forced the biggest cheeziest grin she could muster. Alex felt himself die a little as he watched her force that huge smile. "Okay, you know what, you know. I'm gonna run you a bath, and I'll get bubble bath and candles and shit and I'll go to dinner and I'll be back to check on you before you know it alright?" Alex said, wrapping her in his arms again. "Alex, don't worry about me-" How could he not be worried? She was practically convulsing from her sobs not five minutes ago. "No, No. You sit here, and I'll go get everything and come back okay!" Alex said, with this huge forced smile before running out of the room again.

Billie let herself sit back on the couch, running a hand through her hair. This was bound to happen? Why? Why couldn't she break the mold and be friends with a man without having to had sex with them? Why? Why did Alex have to attract women, dang it.

"Okay, here!" Alex burst through the door wielding a bottle of pink bubble bath and a box of chocolates and even a bottle of wine. "I'll go run you a bath okay, I'll be back soon." Billie grabbed his arm. "I'll go run myself a bath alright, you've done enough for one night stud. Just go and have some fun, alright, with the girl." He almost cringed as she said it. it was the look in her eyes.

He lay a soft kiss on her forehead. "Okay, if you're sure."