"C'mon Echo, just pull me in," He pleaded.

"No,"

"Please, it's raining and my arms are aching,"

Billie has shown up at my window, with an apology I wasn't accepting. He needed my help to get into the room since he needed a hand, but I wasn't giving him any. So he was currently begging me to.

"No,"

"I'm gonna fall and die." He bluntly told me adjusting slightly his arms. "I'm actually gonna fall in a minute- please- my arms are gonna slip,"

I huffed loudly before harshly grabbing his arms and yanking him into the bedroom, he thudded on to the floor as I paused realising my mom and dad would've heard the loud crash.

"Fuck that hurt," He moaned still on the floor.

"What was that!" My mom shouted from down the stairs.

"Erm- nothing! Something fell!"

I paused waiting for her reply but instead I heard her foot steps come up the stairs loudly.

"Shit," I cussed. "Billie get up!"

He got up as I took his hand and rushed over to the closet opening the door. He looked at me stopping in his tracks. "Are you serious!?"

"Billie please she's about to come in any-" I was cut off as the door handle began to be viciously rattled. Thank God I constantly had my door locked. I shoved Billie Joe with out thinking into the closet closing the closet doors as my mom began to thud on the door. "Billie please stop moving around in there!" I whispered to him before making my way over to the door and unlocking it.

The door was flinged open as I stood back nearly getting caught with it. Her angry stare landing on me. "What was that noise?" She asked through her teeth grit.

"I told you, nothing,"

"How could it possibly be nothing making such a big bang!?"

"Something fell of of my desk that's all,"

"What?"

"What?"

"Well, what did?"

"What did what?"

"Fall off the desk!"

"Oooh! it was just my... my erm..." I paused looking over on my desk. "My clock!"

"Your clock?"

"Yes! I erm... I went to turn it... to y'know check the time.... and I.."

"And you..."

"Knocked it over...?"

One more glare. Before she nodded. "Right, Okay... well don't bang again. I'm trying to focus." She scowled exiting the room and slamming the door behind her.

I stood sort of confused for a minute, before hearing shuffling in the closet as the closet doors bust open and Billie fell out with all my clothes.

I just looked down at him, sighing slightly. As he looked up and innocently smiled at me.

I sat down beside him as he was on my floor, picking up one of my tops from off his back. Since he was laying forward on the floor, his head prompt up by his arms resting on their elbows.

"You alright?" He asked me as I chucked the shirt back into the closet.

"Alright as I'll ever be,"

"What did she say?"

"Didn't you hear?"

"Well... yeah... I did... I just thought I should've asked,"

I tried not to laugh, because I was still suppose to be annoyed at him. But he could see I was struggling not to.

He cracked a grin noticing me and laughed slightly, before I managed to keep my straight face. His smile slipped away confused. "Was it something I said?"

"No... actually- yeah,"

"What?"

"You called my plasters prissy, and said you didn't need my 'first aid',"

"I didn't mean it Echo, c'mon. I say stupid things all the time, y'know I do. I'm sorry,"

"Was that a stupid thing? Or did you mean that?"

"I meant that,"

"How do I know it's not the other way around and you meant what you said about me the other night and not now,"

"You're thinking too into it, What I said was wrong and it was ungrateful of me. I should've been more thankful to have you there and helping me and I wasn't, so for that I am sorry. And I wanna say you don't have to forgive me but... I kinda would realllyyy appreciate if you did because I don't wanna lose you or anything," He explained. Trying not to sound too corny or too careless.

I didn't know wether I was suppose to still be angry or not. I stared at the cut that had scabbed over on his cheek. Looking sore and irritated.

I extended my hand out and gently touched his cheek. "Does it hurt?" I whispered.

"What? Sex?"

"What!? Billie no!"

"Oh! My cheek!"

I removed my hand as I laughed covering my face. "Yes you Nimrod!"

Before I uncovered my face. I felt his arms wrap securely and unthreateningly around my neck. So I took my hands away and looked up at him, he was now on his knees, being a little higher up than me since I was sat on my ass.

I let out one last little chuckle as he kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry,"

"What for saying sex?"

"No- for what I said the other night. I really like you Echo, I don't know if I should've just told you that or not but I do. But I get stressed and I took it out on the wrong person and that was you, Tre and Mike,"

I breathed out leaning my head on his chest, closing my eyes for a second. "It's okay Billie, I'm sorry I got angry at you. But all that anger comes from me caring, I hate seeing these things happen to you, I want an end to it but it seems like you don't care,"

He released me from his arms as he sat down beside me. "No one... wants an end to this more than I do. And I mean no one, trust me. But it's not as easy as just telling someone. If it was I would've done it, I could be thought to be a lair, my problem could be pushed aside, it could be laughed about, denied, over exaggerated. And then I'm left with an angry man who knows I tried to tell, then it'll only be worse for me. I'm trying to find the best escape for me in this, I promise I am. It's just not as easy as it seems,"

"I wish things were easy for us Billie Joe,"

"What do you mean?"

"I wish my parents weren't stuck up snobs. I wish your step dad wasn't an asshole. I wish I could easily tell you I liked you back, I wish I could- shit,"

"Did you just-"

"-No..."

He stood up slowly. "Yes you did,"

"No." I quickly denied as I stood up too, slowly backing away acting confused. "Nope? I- not at all,"

"You just... I heard you- Echo do you like me?"

"....No- wait! Yes- no but- I mean- yes!"

He froze. Literally. His eyes stuck on me, his body paused. His eyebrows only slightly twitching in their furrowed position.

"Why would you try to deny it though, if y'knew I liked you too?" He asked me after a moment or two of silence.

"Because it's not as easy as just telling someone,"

"See!"

"Not the time Billie- I can't be with you,"

"You're with me now?"

"Yes, but I can't be with with you..."

He released his eyebrows from being slanted down. Looking more sad than confused right now. "Don't you want to...?"

"Oh Billie, it's not that I don't want to at all." I slowly said pitifully walking over to him. "I just- I don't know if I can risk it,"

"What's there to lose?"

"My life." I joked. But he didn't laugh. "Right... sorry,"

"You're not gonna lose your life by being with me, I just- I don't understand. You like me, I like you. So why aren't we together? We kiss? We hug? We sneak out? We- I don't understand this." He began to become frustrated as he started the list.

"Because sometimes two people, even if they really like each other, can't make it work,"

"Oh that's just bullshit,"

"Billie!"

"What?" He asked, widening his eyes. "It is,"

"It is not bullshit, it's true!"

"No it's not! You can be with me right now if you wanted to be! You just don't wanna,"

"I do too!"

"Prove it!"

"I don't know how!"

He spoke up again still in his angry tone of voice. "Fine! Wanna be my girlfriend?"

I replied back with the same. "Yes! Maybe I do!"

"Fine then!" He crosses his arms. "It's settled!"

"Guess it is!"

Silence. Silence, nothing but silence to be honest- shit.

I looked at him realising what just happened as he looked at me the same way. Before we spoke up in unison. "Shit."