Billie smiled at you from across the room and waved you over to a seat next to him. He was sat with a beer in his hand. "I got you a drink." He said, pointing at a drink that sat on the table in front of you. "Thanks." You said, taking a sip of it before placing it back on the table. "So what did you want to talk to me about?"
He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner with me?"
"I'd love that." You told him quickly.
"Really?" He asked surprised as he saw the smile that was across your face. "What?"
"Nothing..." You replied.
"Come on, tell me."
"Well, I'm actually kind of glad you asked me that."
"You are? Why's that then?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Because I really like you, Billie..." You admitted as you felt your heart beating at about a million times an hour inside your chest. Billie took a few moments before he smirked. "I really like you too." He leaned and kissed you.