Perfect Weapon

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  • Published: 6 Feb 2014
  • Updated: 27 Feb 2014
  • Status: Complete
Alex's life falls apart. She goes on tour with her cousin and his band. Then she falls in love. Life isn't easy but with someone to go through it with, its easier to get through alive.


31. Chapter 31

*3 months later*

Alex's P.O.V
I sat on the couch, flipping through the channels boredly. Andy was away on tour, I had insisted on staying here. He would be back in about a week.
Bill and I were basically best friends now. I knew he still had feelings for me and he didn't try to deny them. We just chose not to talk about it though.
I finally couldn't take the boredom anymore. I pulled out my phone and decided to text Bill.

Me: Hey, I'm bored. Wanna hang?
Him: Nice to know I'm only and option when you have no one else.
Me: Oh shut up. Do you?
Him: Sure. Be there in a few.
Me: K

I slung my arms and head off the side of the couch. Soon, I heard the door open and Bill sat beside my legs on the couch.
"Hey" He said.
"I'm bored." I told him, while the blood rushed to my head from being upside down.
"Good to know."
"What do you want to do?" I asked him.
"I dont know. I figured you had an idea."
"Well I dont." 
"You could try exercising if you're bored." He said. 
I burst out laughing. "Have you met me?!"
He laughed. "Okay, you're right. So what do we do then?"
I sat up. "I could dress you up like a girl and take pictures...?"
"I'm good...." He said, holding up his hand.
"Really, it's no trouble." I jumped off the couch and started to run upstairs.
"Alex! No!" Bill ran after me. I was on the third step when he grabbed me around my waist and threw me on the couch. 
I took a deep breath and made myself go limp. I really did need to exercise more.
"I win." He said.
"Always." He said, smiling proudly of himself.
"I feel like eating sugar."
"Well, you could make brownies while I watch TV." He said.
"If you want brownies then you will help me." I told him, walking into the kitchen.
He groaned. "Fine."
I grabbed brownie mix while Bill pulled a chair up to the counter.
"Get a bowl." I told him. He smirked and grabbed a regular bowl from the cabinet.
I glared at him. "A big white bowl. You know? The ones you make brownies in?"
He reached under the counter and pulled out a big plastic bowl.
"What now?" He asked.
"Now, we bake." I said dramatically.
He laughed.

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