DISNEY
"Get up, Bill," I said to him, but he refused to move.
I pulled my hand away and stared at the door. I wanted to go out, but if I came in contact with anyone, they would easily notice my lips and I didn't want people to start spreading rumors about me.
"Please, Bill, get up," I urged him.
He looked up at me with eyes that had turned red, and as I stared at him, I felt a little sad.
I didn't know why I felt that way. Perhaps it was confirmation that I still had feelings for him, but I did not like it.
"Please get up, Bill," I told him again, and this time he got up. "Leave. If anyone sees you here, they will get the wrong idea."
"I will leave, Disney," he told me.
"But please hear what I have to say."
"This is not the time and place." I reminded him.
"I know, but I still
