So sweet

Author's Response: Thank you so much <3

FIRST OFF FUCK YOU. How dare you write something so gorgeous? ngngn, I feel like someone tugged on my stomach as I read the first part. About Bill talking about his school and how he was on the outside and wanted to be included. it really hurt! and seeing it from georg's view made it extra gorgeous!

“Oh, this next page is my favourite!” Bill said, his face lighting up, and Georg flipped the page over. He could see why it was Bill’s favourite. There, in the centre of the page, bigger than the rest of the photos, was the first photograph of Bill in the whole book, surrounded by handwritten passages and photos of other kids. He was much younger, and the long dark hair that framed his face in the photograph was a stark contrast to the messy blonde mop that topped the head of the man next to him, but it was unmistakably Bill. He had the same face full of innocence and joy, and the same sparkle in his eyes. The Bill in the photo held a microphone up to his mouth, and Georg realised that he was singing. “My favourite performance. In front of the whole school. Nobody knew I could sing before that.” ---- this broke my heart. this is BEAUTIFUL WRITING. fuck you. like. how it's bill's favorite because it was in front of the whole school. HE IS SO CUTE AND PASSIONATE. when this corona is over imma come to australia and slap you in the face.

“Silly?” Georg knew he’d hit a nerve when Bill’s voice leapt an entire octave, “High school was hell for me, Georg! Can you imagine how it felt to be ridiculed for doing something I loved?” He narrowed his eyes, slammed shut the yearbook and took it in one hand, waving it at Georg, “People hated me so much, I didn’t even get one person to sign this stupid thing at the end of my last year of school.” He threw it down on the duvet in front of his boyfriend, standing and walking from the room, slamming the door behind him. -- god this made me cry. when i was younger i actually loved soccer but i got bullied off the team. so in a way this really hit home! and yeah, being made fun of for something you love is hurtful and can really fuck you up! people should just stop being assholes.

AND NO ONE SIGNED HIS BOOK, THAT BROKE MY HEART! PEOPLE ARE ASSHOLES TO MY PRECIOUS BILL!

He leaned forward to open the book, flipping through it until he reached the autographs page at the back. His eyes began to burn with tears when he read the message, written in Georg’s handwriting: To the cutest singer in the year, Fuck all those people who made you feel like shit. Your voice deserves to be heard. I heard you sing before I saw your face, and your voice made everything make sense. Instead of their voices in your head next time you sing, I hope you hear mine. I’m your biggest fan. Georg. ---- AHHH AND THIS MESSAGE WAS SO FUCKING CUTE LIKE SERIOUSLY. I'M JUST SOBBING HERE IN TEARS IT WAS SO WONDERFUL AND GEORG IS THE BEST BOYFRIEND

Even if he’d wanted to, he couldn’t have taken his eyes off Bill as he began to sing. In that moment, any doubts he might have had about their relationship dissipated. In that moment, he couldn’t have been more sure of anything in the world. In that moment, he knew that even if Bill’s was the only voice he ever heard again, he would die a happy man. -- also fuck you for this amazing ending!!!

Seriously, this was amazing and I am so glad you posted. It was just so sweet and fluffy and yeah. I'm crying. Fuck you, you asshole.

Author's Response: Ahhhhh stop, your reviews are legit the best things ever. I'm smiling so hard right now. People ARE assholes to poor Bill, and if I'm honest, I based this a lot off what I experienced in high school too, so when I was writing it, I may or may not have been crying a little and maybe that's why I struggled so hard to make it work because I was too invested, I don't know. Also -- "when this corona is over imma come to australia and slap you in the face." -- Bring it onnnnn! <3 Anyways, thank you so much for always being so wonderful, and supportive and always reading and telling me what you think!