"See you around, Anna Banana..." .:: A Bill One-Shot for ANNAAAAAHHHH :3

I LOVE YOU BITCH :3

"See you around, Anna Banana..." .:: A Bill K. One-Shot foww Annnaaaahhh :3

“I still…love you, you know...” Her voice had a slight tremor in it, not from the anxiety of the confession, but from the nervousness of the answer she would receive.

Best friends – they’re always there for you. They’re close to your heart, ever so close… But he… he was her best friend, but closer to her heart than anyone else.

“Anna…” he sighed slightly, placing his can of Monster onto his skateboard that was between them. He had it so often – it was like his purse. He rode it to the minimarket about ten minutes from town, took it to the bathroom, probably even slept with it. His dark brown eyes bore into her greenish-blue ones. “Anna…” he repeated. The sound of his Vans scraping against the pavement echoed throughout the cool, starry night as he crossed his legs beneath him.

Anna pulled a stray hair behind her ear, anticipating his answer. A smirk formed on the pink lips she’d had against hers merely moments ago, but her expression remained serious, her posture tense.

When he said the next words, she felt her heart shatter onto the sidewalk in a million pieces.

“What if…what if I don’t want you to love me anymore?”

*~*~*~*~*~*

She constantly thought so low of herself ever since then. She wasn’t smart in school anymore, nothing was working out. The clothes she once wore with ease around him suddenly made her feel repulsive and disgusting. Without him felt like nothing. Friends annoyed her; outings with them that were once fun she now found dull. She never wanted to go, anyway. The friends who always invited her along for the little shopping trips were the friends that got them together in the first place. She knew he would be there. And since he didn’t want her anymore – or so she thought – she knew one thing for sure. If all this time, she’d hardly been able to keep it together on her own…

She had no idea how she’d deal with watching his eyes roam over other girls’ bodies; watching him play truth or dare, and kissing other girls that weren’t her.

It just didn’t feel right.

From her seat on her comfy bed, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She considered herself a pretty average – maybe even below average – person. Brown hair, greenish-blue eyes. She never saw anything important about her eyes, though people constantly complimented them, calling them honest.

How she hated that word.

No one could ever begin to talk to her about honesty anymore. Leading someone into a relationship knowing they didn’t have strong enough feelings for them? He called that honesty?

Who was he trying to fool?

“Pathetic!” she seethed at the mirror, standing up and punching it with all the strength she could muster but it still didn’t break. Like it was mocking her. “Just pathetic… There’s nothing special about you! Nothing!”

“Anna, dear?” her mother called.

Anna quickly shut her closet which held the full-length mirror. “Yes, mom?”

“Guess who we’re spending New Year’s with?!” her mother was ecstatic; happy. Which only meant one thing. “Your friend! You know, that one boy who always has his skateboard?”

“Oh? Really?” Anna tried a small smile.

“Yes!” her mother was nearly jumping for joy. Anna wouldn’t have been surprised if she did a cartwheel then and there. “Just wanted to let you know!” the door shut.

Every day after that, until New Year’s Eve, Anna had a different perspective.

“No…” Anna sighed. “She’d probably kidding – it’s only a joke…Ha… Nice one, mom.”

Denial.

“I can’t believe this is happening! You know what; maybe it’s for the better!” she muttered angrily to herself. “Oooh! I can’t wait to just punch the face of that – ugh! – right into his skull! Or better yet! I’ll shove my guitar so far up his ass I’ll be tuning it from his mouth!”

Anger.

“You know, God, what is it that I’ve done that is so wrong for you to do this to me?” she lay on her bed, arms crossed and staring at the ceiling. “Shit, I mean, I’ll even stop cussing for you, just make him cancel. Make him get some fucking horrible disease and… No.” Anna stopped herself – she knew that a small portion of her would die if he was ever hurt.

Bargaining.

“Why! Why me?” Anna sobbed into her pillow. “How can this be happening? I knew it! I knew he was just going to hurt me over and over again! I can’t – I can’t take this anymore! I can’t let him rule my life like this! But it’s no use! I know he’ll never love me anymore!”

Sadness.

Anna slipped on a dark pair of denim blue jeans and a warm long-sleeve blouse. She grabbed her favorite pair of converse, lining her eyes with some kohl before examining her reflection carelessly.

“No turning back now…” she muttered to herself. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.
Plastering the best fake smile she’d ever worn onto her face, she walked out the door.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“W-what do you…mean, exactly?” Anna swallowed hard; the all too familiar knot in her throat growing larger than ever before. She couldn’t fall apart like this. She couldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing her crumble before him.

The smirk played at his lips once more, but Anna didn’t find the situation very funny.

“I mean, like… You know,” he paused to lick at his lips as he searched for the right words. “What if, you know, I’ve moved on? Anna, I’m not good for you. I’m not. You’re smart, amazing, witty…beautiful… but I just… Ugh, why is this so fucking hard?!”

Anna didn’t hear anything after the part about him moving on. He’d dated her for, what, two weeks and he was already kicking her to the curb? No, she shouldn’t put it that way. Letting her down was a better way to put it. No, there was no good way to put it.

“So… So this is it? You just dated me for nothing?”

“That’s not the point…” he sighed, dragging his long digits lazily through his uncombed brown hair. “The point is… You know what; just think of it this way: I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Then what do you call this?” Anna exploded into a burst of rage, barely containing herself from slapping him across the face like she’d fantasized so many times before. “You know what? You’re a real jerk! I hope I never see you again!” she then proceeded to stand, but not before his hand clamped around her wrist loosely.

“Anna- just, please – “

“No!” she nearly spat, whipping her hand away from him angrily. “Don’t ever touch me again!”

And with that, she spun neatly on her heel, not even thinking of turning her head to see the undoubtedly shocked face of her EX whose eyes were more than likely burning holes into the back of her head. A smug smirk that mirrored the one he’d been wearing their entire conversation, she walked alone into the cold night, picking up the pieces of her heart as she went.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

“You know, Tom, this place isn’t nearly as bad as the news reporters make it sound, don’tcha think, Tom? It’s actually quite beautiful at night, I mean, look at the mountains! The weather isn’t so chilly either; it’s a lot less cool than Germany, but not even close to as hot as LA! They’re going on and on about nothing!”

“Mhmm…” Tom yawned, listening to his brother rant. “Can we go to the hotel now, Bill, please? I really want to get some sleep! Unlike some people I can’t sleep on planes with people snoring rudely in my ear and drooling on my shoulder.”

“Oh, shut up you big baby. You do the same thing.”

“Me? I do not!”

“Whatever! I want some tea! Let’s find a diner someplace. It’s new years eve – of course places will be open!”

“You can go. I’ll wait in the car, maybe take a nap… drive back to the hotel… without you… ah, if only.”

“Gee, Tom, I feel so loved. I’ll just pretend like you didn’t say that. You do tend to be bitchy when you’re tired anyway. You know – I don’t even know why I bring you along with me to go late night sight-seeing anymore when you’re always being such a cranky PMS-ing girl about – “ Bill was interrupted by the sound of the black Mercedes door slamming. He quickly made his way towards the vehicle, peering into the back seat through the darkly tinted windows. “Hey! I wasn’t done talking!” Bill told Tom, but Tom was already fast asleep, sprawled out openly in the roomy backseat of the car, snoring lightly with an harm draped lazily over his eyes.

“Oh, whatever.” Bill threw his hands up in frustration, stomping over to the driver’s side of the car, opening the door and yanking the keys out of the ignition. He then slammed the door loudly.

“What the fu – ow!” Bill heard Tom cry as he hit his head on the top of the car. “Dammit, Bill!”

“Maha.” Bill chuckled slightly under his breath, taking his phone out of his pocket and beginning to text Gustav to tell him the funny incident when he slammed straight into another body, sending them both sprawling onto the floor. Bill dropped his expensive phone in the middle of the fall. He squealed slightly, taking no note of the other person sitting beside him almost, grabbing for his phone.

“Fuck!” he cried as he slammed it into his palm simultaneously when the screen wouldn’t light up. “I just got this two weeks ago!”

“Ya haram!” the other person said sarcastically.

“Listen, pal, I don’t know if you speak fucking Engliseh or not, but I am sure as hell not taking any shit from you –“ he cut himself off when he saw the figure beside him who turned out to be a girl. Her brown hair hung loosely around her shoulders and her eyes were half shut as she rolled them, not humored by his actions. His chocolate brown eyes searched her expression, calculating. “I’m – I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to speak to you that way… Um, do you speak English?”

“Yes, I speak fucking Engliseh.” she laughed under her breath.

“Oh, good then. I’m Bill.” He stood and extended his hand to her, helping her up.

“Anna. Nice to meet you.”

“I, err… I guess I’ll get going now, I was just looking for a place to grab a bite to eat…”

“How’s that coming along for you?”

“Not very good.”

“I would imagine!” she said, smiling. “This isn’t the most lively place at night.”

“I like places like this, but I don't mid a party here and there.”

“I can show you to a market, if you like.” Anna offered. “That’s probably as far as you’re gonna get.”

“Okay, sounds good.” Bill returned her smile, flashing his pearly whites in her direction. She just nearly melted.

Anna showed Bill to her favorite minimarket she and her ex always used to get drinks from during the boiling summers they spent together.

“I’ve gotta go now,” Bill said sadly, his face falling. “But it was nice meeting you. I thought I’d never find anyone who speaks English around here!”
“Okay, I guess I’d better get going as well. Family’s probably going nuts!” she laughed.

“Oh, um, could I, maybe have your number? You know, in case I ever need a tour guide or something.”

“Sure,” Anna said, digging out a hello kitty pen from her bag and scrawling her number on the palm of Bill’s hand, as he did the same for her.

“Take care,” Anna waved to him as they went their separate way, Bill going back in the direction of the waiting Mercedes with a snoring Tom in it.

“Until we meet again,” Bill said dramatically, but then remembered something. “Oh, Anna, one last thing,” Bill fished two backstage passes to the concert they’d be performing, rushing over and handing them to her.

“Wha- Bill, no, I could never – “ she protested, but Bill cut her off.

“See you around, Anna Banana...”

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:3 awhhz. I'm glad you like it :3 there's lots of mistakes but i dont feel like going back to fix them xD

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I kinda thought it would go the classic thing they meet again and bla bla bla but well when you cut it here its even BETTR Neutral

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