I woke up to Billie’s soft snores. You know, the kind that make you want to fall back to sleep. Well, that’s exactly how I felt. I flipped over and felt Billie moan and turn to his side, still in a deep sleep. I looked at the alarm clock next to my bed.

 

“HOLY SHIT!” I screamed and jumped from my bed.

 

“Billie! Get up! It’s 11 A.M. and we have to be at the airport by noon!” I yelled and ran to my bathroom. 20 minutes later, I was completely ready. I had packed the night before and it doesn’t take me long to take a shower and get dressed in the morning. Billie still laid, sound asleep on my bed. He was laying right in the middle, bundled up in a mess of blankets. He looked so cute, I didn’t want to wake him up but we had to get to the airport.

 

“Please get up.” I whispered to him.

 

“5 more minutes.” He moaned and flipped over again.

 

“No. Get up now.” I said and pushed him off the side of the bed.

 

I heard him hit the floor with a loud thud. I almost ran over to see if he was okay, but I heard a little laugh and decided he was okay. He jumped up and tackled me to the floor.

 

“AH HA! I WIN!” He yelled and he straddled me to the floor. I kicked and tried to get free but I just ended up acting like a venerable child.

 

“So, what do you want now that you’ve won?” I asked with a hint of lust in my voice.

 

“To get to the airport.” He laughed and walked into my bathroom.

 

“FINE!!!” I yelled and acted disappointed. I heard the phone ring in the other room and I ran down the hall to get it.

 

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!” Was all I heard on the other end of the phone.

 

“What?!” I knew it was my friend Claudia.

 

“Billie’s gone missing! No one knows where he is! It was on the news!” I heard her scream. I had to pull the phone away from my ear.

 

“Well, I’m over him anyway.” I choked out and hung up the phone, if I didn’t, I would have told her. I laughed as Billie walked down the hallway and into the garage.

 

“You coming?” He asked as he opened the door.

 

“No.” I said in my most serious voice. He turned around at me and looked dumbstruck.

 

“What? Wait . . . what?” He said as he closed to door.

 

“I was just kidding.” I laughed and ran to the car.

 

“SHOTGUN!” I yelled and ran to the passenger’s seat. Billie rolled his eyes and got into the driver’s side.

 

“Are you ready?” He asked and took my hand.

 

“Yeah, I can’t wait to get there.”

 

When we got to the airport, ten or twenty people recognized him right away. I was getting pushed away from him as crazed chicks ran to him for autographs. He smiled and signed some. I kept getting pushed further and further away from him when he suddenly grabbed my hand and we ran to our flight.

 

“Whooo.” He sighed and pulled me close as we sat in our seats. That was a little weird for you wasn’t it?

 

“Yeah. It’s not like I get attacked everyday.” I rolled my eyes and hugged him close.