Billies P.O.V

"But how do you ask out a girl?"
I asked sitting on my bed talking to Mike and Tre, Marsha was busy today, I think that's what she said anyway.

"You've asked out girls before Beej what's so different now?" Mike questioned me raising an eyebrow.

"But she's different. She's not like other girls I've been with y'know. Like- I love her Mike I don't just like her. I don't wanna fuck this up."

"Wow... so you're being serious with this?" Tre laughed. I looked over at him obviously pissed off as he was soon to shut up.

"Take her out somewhere, possibly someplace that has meaning to the two of you and just ask her." Mike shrugged casually, seeming like he knew more what my plan should be at me at the moment.

I thought about any places we had that were 'special' or 'meaningful'. There was the field... and there was the beach. But the beach probably would have been more appropriate.

"Yeah, thanks Mike."

"Hey I helped too!" Tre shouted.

"Did you fuck."

Later on, I rang up Marsha to see if she was busy, I let her know I wanted to hang out with her since I hadn't seen her all day and she said she would make some time for me.

So I was picking her up around eight... and I had never been more scared in my life to ask out a girl.

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Marsha's P.O.V

I waited outside my house, waiting for Billie to come pick me up in his car. And I had decided to curl my hair again, just in loose beach curls, added a little bit of mascara and put on my black jeans with a white top and a hoodie.

I watched his car pull up in front of me as he rolled down the window, revelling him sat and grinning as he looked me up and down. "Well hello there." He beamed.

"Hi there," I said opening the car door and sitting beside him in shotgun. "Where are we going, Billie Joe?"

He shrugged fixing his attention on starting up the car, "I just thought it would be nice to take you out, y'know? Being the nice guy I am."

I nodded as the car started. We drove as I noticed the route we were going down, he had driven me down these roads before. And I only remember because the only time I've been down them was with him. I had never even known these roads existed before he took me here.

"Hey, I know where we're going," I smiled looking away from the window and over at Billie, his attention was, of course, all on the road.

"You do?"

"Yeah, are we going to the beach?"

He cracked a smile. "Damn, course you figure it out."

I laughed as I looked back over at the window. I watched the road just pass by, the beach wasn't a long drive. But it wasn't exactly a quick trip either.

So after a while, we reached the beach as he parked where he always did and we got out the car.

"Need me to carry you over the sand again?" He smirked looking over at me.

"I've got this one," I said as we began to make our way down to the peer, where we always sat when we were at the beach. Weirdly enough we never really came in the day. But at night it was beautiful. It's something about the way the moon and the stars can seem so much more twinkly through the seas reflection.

I had a big heart for small things. I liked to take moments in. And I did it a lot with Billie. But only ever with him. while I was with him, I would try my hardest to always remember to appreciate the current moment I was in with him and take in it all. His scent, touch, the way he looked, where we were, the surroundings, everything. Because I knew that once the moment had passed... and I and Billie weren't together anymore and we were in our own houses. I would miss the moment and just wish I appreciated it more while I was in it, although I always appreciated every single second as much as I possibly ever could.

We sat down on the edge of the peer, with our legs dangling over. Some days our feet could reach the sea, and other days the water level would be lower. Like today. I looked down at the sea, I had always been scared of open waters but admired the way they were so beautifully calming and yet terrifyingly manic at the same time.

And it's weird to say I'm afraid of open water when I've jumped in the sea with only my bra and pants on. I guess that was only because it was with Billie, I had almost literally forgotten I had ever disliked open waters.

And I looked over at Billie, he was too looking at the sea. His face was lit up dimly by the moonlight. He did have a beautiful side profile, but I wanted him to look over at me. And then he did, and I looked away.

"I like the sea." He said softly. And calmly, he rarely used that tone. But I loved it when he did, he could come across so differently when he was like this... collected and calm. "I've always loved coming here, on my own, with Mike and Tre, sometimes just Mike, sometimes just Tre, but mostly you."

"You come here alone?"

"Yeah," he nodded, his tone still gentle, "Just to calm myself down, sort of just to find myself too sometimes when I'm feeling lost." He said, his gaze on the waves that gently moment of the sea in front of us. "What about you?"

"What?"

"Do you like the sea?"

"Yeah," I shrugged. "I guess I do. I've always had a fear of it, the way you can never tell the depth of the ocean unless you're in it. But I guess I like that about it too. But I mean, I think the real thing that grabs my attention here is the moon." I said looking up at the bright light above us, as I saw Billie from the corner of my eye tilt his head back to too look at the moon.

"Why the moon?"

"I guess it's just the one thing that's always comforted me. Whenever I've felt lonely I look at the moon. Cause I guess it's the comfort of knowing out of all the billions of people on this earth there's another person out there who feels the same, and they're looking at the moon too. Maybe even a bunch of people. And I like that thought. Makes you feel less alone in the world."

"I've never really thought about anything that way, I mean- who am I kidding? I never think of anything the way you do." He sort of chuckled looking over at me. I took my eyes off the moon and looked back at him.

"What does that mean?"

"That I think you have a beautiful way of thinking is all." He smiled, only before looking back at the sea. "Anyway- the moon. Carry on."

"I just- there's one moon. Y'know? And I know that's obvious because there's one sun and one earth and all that shit, but there's only one moon. And no matter how alone you feel or how much you miss someone you remember you lay down at night, in different houses, in different rooms, in different beds with different pillows and blankets to comfort you if you're lucky, under the same moon as that person.-" I paused sort of chuckling, "-Y'know I used to talk to the moon?" I laughed looking over at him.

"You did?"

"Oh yeah, when I was little I use to tell the moon everything. I use to rant to it. Sometimes I still do. It knows all my secrets. I even tell it about you." I smiled.

"Good things right?"

"Of course,"

"That's cute," he smiled. "What do you tell it?"

"Just things about you, things we did together or things you said I thought were cute." I shrugged. "But, I like the way the moon and the sea work together, and I think it has much more meaning now to know you like the sea, and I like the moon."

"I like the way the moonlight reflects on the water I guess." He shrugged.

"I mean, the whole damn sea holds up a mirror to the moon. It's whole reflection. Like it's showing it what it's worth."

"I've never thought of it that way, but I see it."

"It's beautiful though isn't it?" I said, still taking in the scene.

"Sure is, it's breathtaking."

"You think?" I asked him, I looked over at him to see he was never looking at the sea or even the moon in the first place. He was staring at me, and as I realised I felt myself blush widely.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked me.

"Sure."

"You know when you asked me what we are, what do you want to be?" He asked, his eyes stayed on me whereas mine looked anywhere but him. Sometimes I found it hard to keep eye contact with his bright vibrant green eyes, they intimated me a little. But in the moonlight, they were a dark jade green colour. "Why do you keep looking away."

"You're eyes- they just make me feel shy." I laughed. Looking at the sea. "But I mean, I love you obviously. And I love you in that way. I want to be with you if I hadn't made it obvious enough, but what about you?"

He smiled, and I felt myself melt. "I'm glad it's not just me feeling that way then."

"Why'd you ask?"

"Just wondering that's all." He said brushing my question off as we fell into silence again. "I love you." He said randomly. I looked back over at him smiling.

"I love you too."

"No, but I mean. I'm really in love with you. And I'm still debating on wether it's bad or not to feel this strongly over someone."

"Yeah me too," I laughed. Sort of ruining the moment a little, but he laughed too.

"Can I ask you another question?" He had stopped laughing and the look in his eyes meant he was serious now. And that look sort of scared me sometimes, since I would rarely ever see it.

"Go ahead, I'm all ears."

"Well I was thinking- and I'm not the best with words as you are and I know it's gonna come out bad and I haven't even said it yet but, I wanna be with you- and before you say anything! I don't mean like, like what happened with every other girl I've been with cause never have I felt this way. And I want to be with you like, I wanna do everything with you and all that shit. And I know it's took the piss for me to ask, cause I was scared. But- I need to stop rambling I'm sorry." He said shaking his head looking away. I quickly budged closer to him as I took his hands and held them.

"It's okay. Carry on."

"Okay well, what I really wanted to ask You is. Well- will you be mine?"

And I couldn't believe it. I couldn't process it. And with one word that would be it. That would be the start of mine and his relationship and I would be able to look at him and know he's mine like I had always secretly wanted when I first had spotted him. And I knew I was fucked when he was the last thought on my mind before I slept and I would stare deeply into his green eyes. And you know you're in love: when home suddenly isn't a place anymore. It's a person. And your safe space and happy place isn't even a place or a space anymore. It's a person. And everything you ever wanted isn't individual thoughts and little plans you have, it's a person.

"Yes!!" I shouted as I let go of his hands and flung my arms around him, I held him tight. And for a second I wondered if I was holding him too tight. But when I felt him hug me back tighter I knew it was okay.

"You mean it!?" He said pulling me away again and looking at me, with an excited expression and a wide smile. Maybe the widest smile I had ever seen on him.

"Of course I do!"

He pulled me back quickly, real quickly and held me there for a while. But I didn't mind, I never did.

He pulled away as I felt his lips made contact with mine again, I had only ever kissed him on the lips once. But this time it was different. The first time I kissed him, it was intense, and it was new but this felt sweet. But nothing was sweeter than the fact that he was now mine. I moved my lips in rhythm with his as we finally pulled away.

"Oh my god, I'm gonna treat you so amazing I promise!" He smiled his big toothy grin. "I can't believe I did it. I can't believe you said yes! Like that's it now we're a thing!- I mean, together. A couple- we're a couple Marsha!" He shouted as he began getting giddy. But I didn't mind, I never minded.

"We are!"

"Man I love you."