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Call Me Billy! William "Billy" Montague || Eighteen || Homosexual

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gabe almost immediately stopped in his tracks, turning around and leaning back into billy, pressing their lips together. the few people that noticed cheered for them, hyping up the kiss. “what were you saying?” he asked, trying to act nonchalant as he filled a cup with beer.

billy smiled into the kiss as he was taken away into a different dimension being kissed by the handsome, taller guy. He smiled as gabe pulled away and the crowd died down. “Fuck.” He muttered still tasting gabe on his lips. Billy drank from his vodka bottle and smiled. “That was... fun.” He said.

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there was something about the music, the visual of the crowd standing behind them, that drowned out every insecurity he had before (or maybe it was just the beer). he actually admired the boy’s bluntness right now. “i can tell you’re drunk because your pupils are so dilated it makes your eyes look less blue.” he wrapped his hands around billy’s waist and pulled him closer. “or, we could have a few drinks now and do other things at your place.” he smiled, grabbing his hand and leading him toward the keg.

billy felt upset about the statement that his eyes were less blue as he knew that was something gabe liked for a fact. he liked looking at gabe, he was so handsome and mysterious and being drunk billy wanted nothing more than to be romantically involved when normally he’d be flirty but not too flirty. He walked to the keg with gabe being pulled closer and taking his hand. “You haven’t even kissed me yet.” He mentioned and winked again.

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gabe had been at the party since it started and surprisingly had already knocked back a few drinks. not really by choice, but when you’re surrounded by drunk people they’re going to pressure you to drink, and so he did. which explained why he was being so social. when he felt someone lean on his shoulder he slowly turned his head, smiling widely when he saw billy. “fancy seeing you here.” he chuckled louder then usual, “you don’t even go here.” 

Billy leant on gabe and smiled when he started talking. “i know, I know.” he said smiling. “I heard there was gonna be this really hot, homeless looking guy here... but I can’t seem to find him.” He said with an obvious wink. “You know what, I have a free house this weekend. How about after this party you take me back to mine and we’ll have a few more drinks.” He said stroking the other boys face.

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billy had heard that Gabe was going to be at the party at the other school, he didn’t really frequent the big parties that much but he thought this would be different, especially with the connection he had with gabe. Billy had a couple of drinks before he left the house, his parents were out and he didn’t really care. as they were going to be gone all weekend so he just helped himself to their alcohol cabinet. He walked to the other school which took about twenty minutes and as the cold night air hit him he could feel the effects of the alcohol, but he could remember he left a bottle of vodka under the bleachers so as soon as he reached the field he went to get the bottle and drank it from the bottle. He went on a search to find the one guy who was on his mind for such a while. He walked over to a dark haired guy and spun him around but it wasn’t gabe, but then he saw someone talking to someone else and he waited for them to finish talking and he saw it was gabe and so he ran across the field, slowing down as he got close to him. “Fancy seeing you here?” He said to Gabe leaning on his shoulder.

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Nathan: IDK

Nathan: Maybe bc you're a plutus kid

Nathan: Or bc you're jealous of my amazing hair and want to sabotage it

Billy: I'm not /that/ kind of plutus kid

Billy: thats true im jealous but i wouldn't do that

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gabe awkwardly wrapped his arms around billy in return and gently patted his back. “you…don’t know how to give up, do you?” 

Billy softly whispered in his ear. “Do you want me too?” He asked.

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gcbebyrd:

“well, yeah, that’s what you do when you think you broke someones foot.” gabe said, shaking his head. billy’s flirting was not something he was use to and he didn’t think he deserved it, so he tried his best to ignore it. “you don’t know how to ask someone out like a normal person?”

“You might have broken my heart if you don’t go out with me.” He said smiling. “Asking people out isn’t my forte. I did just want a hug though.” He said putting his arms around the taller guy. Kind of taking the hug for himself instead of sharing in the moment.

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gabe was silently freaking out their entire walk to the nurses office. he sat next to billy, tapping his foot nervously as they waited for the nurse. a loud sigh of relief escaping his body when they were told he was fine. “did you do that shit on purpose?” he questioned, playfully shoving billy. “dick move.” he laughed. 

Billy got up at the same time as the nurse left the room. He walked over to Gabe and smiled. “It was great, and you hugged me and looked after me and protected me.” He said playfully saying it to him. He put his hand through his hair. “It was good though, wasn’t it.” He said. “Want to put your arm round me again? I enjoyed that.” He said grinning.

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“it’s not broken.” gabe said, though he had no idea. he just wanted to keep telling himself that the situation would turn out fine. “i’ll take you to the nurse. we’ll put ice on it. you’ll be fine. –wait here for a second.” he reached down and picked up billy belongings, shoving them into his backpack and then wrapped an arm around his waist. “can you walk like this?” 

“It better not be.” He said. “Thanks.” He said as he put an arm over Gabe’s shoulder and his other hand round Gabe’s front. “Just about.” He said as he limped to the nurses office with Gabe in tow. He got to the nurses room and went and sat down, a couple of minutes later she came in and said his foot was fine and there was nothing wrong with it. Billy looked at Gabe and smiled adding in a little wink.

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“don’t be so dramatic. i’m sure your foot is fine.” gabe tried to shrug it off, but in all honesty he was worried for the boy. he didn’t want to be responsible for hurting anyone. he reached down and grabbed his hand, helping him up. “how does it feel? put pressure on it.” he asked, placing one hand on his back to keep him balanced.

“Fuck. ow.” He moaned still holding his foot. He took Gabe’s hand and lifted himself up with his good foot and when he was told to put pressure on it he fell into Gabe. “Fuck, I think it’s broken.” He said. “I’ve got a match tonight, fuck sake.” He said.

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gabe had just finished up his weekly meeting with his guidance counselor. the meetings were always the same. they’d ask about his home life, his friends, how he was feeling. you’d think he’d be use to it by now but for some reason today the questions just irritated him. nothing ever changed, why were they still asking? he marched off campus, the scowl on his face slightly more intense than usual. at the rate he was going he didn’t even notice the person standing at the bottom of the stair case and ran directly into them. “you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” he mumbled under his breath. “i’m sorry, are you okay?” he asked with a roll of his eyes. he didn’t care how the other person was, he just didn’t want to be an asshole.

Billy had been walking up the stairs with his headphones in listening to music as he got about three steps up he was knocked back down onto his ass, pain hit his foot and pain shot straight up his body. His phone fell out of his pocket and smashed as it slid along the floor. “Fuck.” He exclaimed holding his ankle as he was lying on the floor. “My fucking foot.” He said, shit scared as he has a soccer match later.

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Jo: My car is a legit fucking mom van though, my mom used to drive me around in it when I was little. My case is proven

billy: you a mom! lol

billy: any suggestions??