Always - 4. Sincerely, Me

Billy and I got out of the car, and it just dawned on me. What the fuck do I do now? Do I knock? Ring the doorbell? Just walk in? Shit!

Yay Billy! He moved ahead of me and just walked in. “We’re here!”

“In my room!”

“Let’s go. I’m so psyched to do this song!”

He leaned into me and lowered his voice, “Even more psyched to do it with you—and Noah, of course.”

Oh. My. Fucking. God. He took my hand and led me into the bedroom. Noah was at his desk and doing something on his laptop.

“Yes! There it is!” He even knew where to find sheet music for “Sincerely Me” from the show's score—not just the regular sheet music. That was perfect because it would show each of us exactly what to sing and where to sing it!

Noah printed out a copy for each of us and then hooked the laptop to the television on the wall. He even had a video of the show. I don’t know how the fuck he got that, but I’m pretty sure it wasn't 100% legal.

He found the song and let it play, telling us just to watch it a couple of times and enjoy it. The third time he played it, we followed along in the music, kind of half-singing our way through it.

Noah was definitely in charge of this rehearsal, which I was more than happy to see happen. He pulled up the cast album for the show and said we should sing full out along with the cast a couple of times.

“Okay, let’s see if there’s a good karaoke version on YouTube.”

He did a quick search and shouted, “Holy shit! Perfect!”

Billy jumped in with, “What did you find? Is it there?”

“Yeah, there’s a full-out karaoke but—you won’t believe this, but I found one for each of the characters with the other two vocals.”

I was confused. “Huh?”

“Okay—here’s one called “Sincerely, Me –You Sing Evan,” and Jared and Conner’s parts are on the recording. It’s perfect for us to practice on our own!”

Noah pulled up the full-out karaoke version, and we gave it a shot. Damn. It pretty much sucked the first time—especially the back and forth parts. It was better the second time, and by the time we got to the fourth time, we were getting it pretty good. The only thing we really needed to work on now was the harmonies.

“Billy can play the piano. Why don’t we go out to the living room and pick out our parts?”

And that’s what we did. Billy played each of our parts until we felt confident. It only took a few runs to feel like we had it nailed.

We went into the kitchen for a drink, and David was already filling glasses with ice. He had just brewed some mint tea and poured each of us a glass. We all went out to the patio and sat around the table. “Boys, it’s starting to sound really good. You already have a wonderful blend. Your teacher is going to be most impressed.”

“Thanks, Pop. I think Maddy came up with the perfect casting. And of course, none of this would be possible without Nick!”

“Noah, none of it would be possible without you or Billy. It takes all three of us to make this song happen.”

“Well, boys. I think Nick nailed it on the head. Now—I’m going to go in and get dinner started. Billy? Would you like to join us for dinner? We’d love to have you.”

“Gotta call Mom and see what she says.” Billy did just that and got the parental approval he wanted. “I’m in!” He looked over at me and smiled. I just blushed.

Noah caught the little exchange and did the coolest brother thing he could have done. He went inside with David to help him out in the kitchen. Well, that left me alone on the patio with Billy McCallister—the boy who kissed me just a couple of hours ago.

Of course, my total and complete comfort in social situations (not!) reared its ugly head, and I just blushed and looked down at the table.

“Are you okay, Nick?”

“Yeah. I just have a lot of shit spinning around in my head. And I know we’re facing away from the house, but chances are real good that David and Noah are watching every move we make.”

“Ya think? So I’m thinking we should give them something to look at.”

“What? Huh?”

Billy leaned into me, placed a finger under my chin, and turned my head to face him. And yes—oh my fucking God—he kissed me again! I could feel the heat rise to the top of my head. I can’t begin to tell you how happy that little kiss made me. And I can’t begin to tell you why out of nowhere, I was filled with fear and tears.

“Nick? Nick? Are you okay? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have kissed you like that! I just couldn’t help myself! I’m sorry! Don’t be mad at me!”

“Billy, it’s not that—I promise. It’s me. Compared to you and Noah, I’m just—I don’t know—I’m just one fucked-up hot mess. You really don’t need me to fuck up your life.”

“What?? What are you talking about? Damn, Nick! First of all, you’re cute as fuck—and during lunch, I just got so into you as soon as Noah brought you over to our table. And while you were getting your hair cut, all I could do was talk to Noah about how much I wanted to get to know you better—how much I wanted to spend time with you over Spring Break.”

“You shouldn't, Billy. You really shouldn’t.” Great! The fucking tears were just flowing now.

“But I want to, Nick. I want to learn everything I can about you. I want you to learn about me. God, Nick—do you know how scared I was to ask you out? I’ve never asked a boy out on a date in my entire life! Hell, I’ve never been asked out on a date by a boy. I was terrified—and when you said yes, I can’t remember ever being so relieved—or so happy.”

Fuck me! Except for the disaster when that boy came on to me, kissed me, and getting the shit beaten out of me by the foster dad, Billy was my first kiss. It was the sweetest thing I can remember. But Billy kissed a boy that’s a phony. It’s all a lie. He thinks I’m one of them, not some low-life foster kid. Part of me knows I should tell him the truth, but the other part of me likes what’s happening so much, I want to just keep going on with the lie. Fuck me! Either way, nothing would work out. Why should it?

“Nick? You there? What’s going on?”

Oh well, the truth may hurt—but it’s going to come out sooner or later.

“Billy, I’m sorry. You are so awesome—so sweet. But I’m not who—or what you think I am.”

“What do you mean? You are the one who is awesome, by the way.”

“Oh, God. Billy, I’m going to tell you everything—but I need you to promise not to tell anyone yet—especially Maddy.”

“Of course, whatever you need. What are you? Some kind of ax murderer?”

“No. Not anything like that. I haven’t done anything. Not really. You see, I’m going to be starting at your school next week. And if word gets out about this, I’ll never fit in. I’ll be bullied, probably abused, and definitely banged up.”

“Yeah, I understand that. Westlake is a school full of assholes—probably more than your average school. this isn’t about being gay, is it?”

“No, you already kinda figured that part out. But the truth is, my mother died last week—in prison. She was there on drug charges. I don’t know who my father is—she didn’t even know. All I can figure out is that he is most likely a black dude. That’s why I have different-looking hair, and my skin isn’t your average white boy color.”

“I’m sorry about your mom. I didn’t know she died.”

“Thanks, but there’s nothing to worry about. We were definitely not close.”

“So, you had a rough start. It was nothing you did. And damn, Nick—look how great you turned out in spite of it! That says a lot about you and your character.”

“Billy, Noah told you I’m a friend who’s staying with them for a while. That’s only a half-truth.”

Dammit! Billy took my hands in his and smiled at me! Better enjoy that now—‘cause here comes the end of it all.

“I’m not their ‘friend’ at all. Yesterday I moved in because I’m their new foster kid. I’m here because of all the kids they felt sorry for, I’m the one they picked. I’m so out of their—and your league. I have absolutely nothing to offer them—or you—or any kid in that fucking school. I’m pretty much on the bottom of the social ladder. I don’t deserve you—or Noah—or his dads. I’m sorry, Billy—I really am!”

I really didn’t want to cry—and while I wasn’t sobbing, the tears were flowing like a little girl. Yeah, Billy McCallister definitely wants to go out with me now! But no—Billy fucking McCallister scoots his chair closer to me and wraps me in his arms. What the fuck?

“Nick. Shhh. Stop crying. You think you’re gonna get rid of me that easy? Sorry to let you down.”

“Don’t, Billy. You don’t have to—”

“Shhhh. Please don’t cry.”

Billy took my head in his hands and forced me to look at him. His face was just inches away from mine, and the fucker just smiled at me! I’m so confu—

That’s when he moved in for the kill. He kissed me. No—this time, he full-on kissed me! He full-on-tongue-in-my-mouth kissed me!

He pulled away, still holding my face in his hands. “Nick Jacobs, don’t look. Don’t turn your head. But I guaran-damn-tee you that Noah and his dad are watching us right now.”

I tried to turn to see if they really were watching from the kitchen, but Billy wouldn’t let me.

“No, Nick. Don’t look. Look at me. Open your eyes and look at me because this is way more important.”

He kissed me lightly for good measure, I guess. And then he smiled again. I tried to smile back but couldn’t seem to do it—I knew what was coming.

“Nick—I want you to listen to me. This is real important.” I nodded and sniffled.

“I don’t know for sure, ‘cause I don’t have any experience with this. But while my heart is breaking for you and all the bullshit you’ve had to grow up with—it seems to me the reason there is a foster kid program is so that kids like you—kids who haven’t had a break of any kind—just might get a shot at a normal, decent life. I’m so sorry for all the bullshit you’ve had to deal with—so sorry. But—try to look at where you are now—not last week.

“The Whites are one of the most amazing families I’ve ever seen. I know you know that. You got an incredible break, and I promise you, you’ve only just started to see what those guys can do for you.”

“I get that, but I’ll always be the charity case—always the low-life.”

“Shhhh. You don’t get to say that shit anymore—at least not around me.” Another kiss. Damn, Billy McCallister sure does like kissing. “So, I want you to listen to me. You are one of the most stunning boys I’ve ever seen. You already know I love your hair. And your skin—” He ran his fingers along the side of my face.

“Your skin. It’s so beautiful and smooth, and the color? Can I just tell you how jealous I am that you never have to work on getting a tan? I have red hair and the whitest skin in Texas. I live my life covered in sunscreen. And you know something? I kind of like the contrast between us. It’s kinda cool.”

“Whatever, but that doesn’t change that I’m living in a world where I don’t belong.”

“Shhhh. You don’t get to think that anymore. If you don’t think you belong here, then let’s look at it this way. If you weren’t here—right now—I would never have met you. I would have never kissed the most beautiful boy I have ever seen. So you’re a foster kid—who gives a shit? I don’t. I can promise you that. And I’m pretty sure you’ll learn things about me that will make me feel like I don’t deserve you.”

“I find that hard to believe.”

“Trust me, my parents drive me crazy, but one thing they taught me is that everything a person has in their past, even the things they want kept away from others, those are the things that make us who we are today. I promise never to tell a soul that you are a foster kid. That’s something you get to decide who to share that with—and when to share it.

“But let me tell you one thing—and this is what I want you to hear—Nick Jacobs—you are a beautiful boy, you have an amazing voice, your smile makes my heart speed up to the point I feel like I want to scream. And the Whites love having you in their lives. But most important—I like having you in my life. I like sitting here with you. I love that you feel safe enough with me to share your secrets. I love that you let me look into your eyes so I can see into your soul—your beautiful soul. Oh—and God help me, I love kissing you!”

And he did. Boy, did he ever! He had my toes curling, and my cock was rock-hard. He broke the kiss when I started to moan. Good thing, too. Noah opened the door and walked out to us.

“You guys doing okay? Everything good?”

Billy wiped the tears from my face and looked up to his friend. “Everything is perfect, Noah. And just so you know—I’m falling hard for your foster brother.”

“Yeah, I can see that. Wait! Nick—you told him?”

“I had to. This amazing boy asked me out on a date. I couldn’t let whatever is going to happen, happen based on a lie. He’s not going to tell anyone—not even Maddy, so I guess we’re good here.”

“You okay? It looked pretty intense there for a while.”

I looked at Billy. Billy fucking McCallister. This time I was able to smile. “Everything’s good. More than good.”

Noah put his hand on Billy’s shoulder. “And you, Billy—where did all that confidence come from? I didn’t think you’d be able to ask Nick out, let alone kiss him!” Noah leaned down to us. “And that was one helluva kiss, too! Jesus! That even got Pop going! Dad’s in for some fun tonight!”

“Ewww! I just met your dads, and that’s not an image I really wanted. I can never unsee that!”

Finally! All three of us had a good laugh.

“So, the reason I came out is that Dad called, and he’ll be home in about ten minutes. Dinner is almost ready. Pop made stuffed pork chops. Nick, if you want, go into the bathroom and throw some cold water on your face. Billy—he might need your help. Hehe!”

We went into the bedroom, and Billy closed the door behind him. I went into the bathroom and splashed some water on my face. When I lifted my head from the sink, Billy had a towel in his hands, and he dabbed my face dry before he threw the towel on the floor and took my hand.

“Is this your bed?”

“Yeah?”

“Good, ‘cause I don’t think I’d want you sleeping with Noah!”

Billy pulled me down to my bed with him and wrapped his arms around me, pulling our bodies close to each other. “We have five minutes. You good with this?”

“Oh, God! Yes!!”

Billy started kissing me again, only this time I gave back as good as I got. Our legs were twisted together, and our hands were exploring each other’s backs. We were both moaning into each other’s mouths. The best part was we were rubbing our hardness against each other.

After just a couple of minutes, I felt the pressure building up, and before I knew it, I had reached the point of no return. Fuck me! If this Is what making out feels like, I couldn’t even begin to think about what sex would be like!

“Oh fuck, Billy! I’m gonna—”

And yeah. It happened I came in my pants. Billy McCallister’s making out skills made me nut. How embarrassing is that?

“Billy, I need to change my pants.”

“Did you just nut?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry! That shouldn’t have happened.”

“Are you kidding me? That’s so cool! I’m just happy that you liked what we were doing! And hey—I don’t know, but it seems like you should never apologize for being so into making out that you bust a nut. I take that as the highest compliment.”

“I hope you enjoyed it, too.”

“Yeah, another thirty seconds, and I would have done the same thing. You are so fucking hot, Nick!”

We got out of bed, and Billy left the room to join the others in the kitchen. I went into my closet and found another pair of jeans and some fresh underwear. I stripped off what I had on, took the towel that was on the bathroom floor, and cleaned myself up.

I slipped on the fresh clothes and went out to the kitchen just as Andrew walked into the house. He gave David a kiss, which Noah and Billy didn’t even notice.

As I walked into the kitchen to join the others, one thought stayed with me. Was Billy going to tell Noah what had just happened in the bedroom? Was he going to respect what went on between the two of us? God, I hope it’s the second option. No matter what Billy says, it was embarrassing as fuck.

About halfway through dinner, I was able to relax about Billy spilling the beans. We ate outside on the patio, and Noah sat across from Billy and me. He would just smile as he watched us together. I was 99.9% sure it was a smile of approval and being happy for us.

And let me just tell you about dinner and David’s cooking. We had stuffed pork chops. The stuffing was kind of like a regular Thanksgiving kind of stuffing, but it had apples and cinnamon mixed in. So. Fucking. Good. We also had scalloped potatoes and steamed cabbage. It was hands-down the best home-cooked meal I’ve ever had!

During dinner, I asked David and Andrew if we had any plans for the next couple of nights. Andrew said he wanted to take me shopping for a suit, which I already knew, but we could do that any evening. When Andrew asked why, of course, I started to blush.

I just looked down at my plate and told the pork chops, “I kinda have a date.”

“You can tell me. I’m afraid your pork chops aren’t the ones to give you an answer.”

I looked up and told Andrew that I had a date and just wanted to make sure I was free.

“Who are you going out with?” David and Noah just grinned when it was Billy’s turn to talk to his food.

“That would be me. I asked him.”

David couldn’t let the torture continue, so he filled in the blanks. “The boys ran into Billy and his sister at the mall. Not surprisingly, Billy took a shining to Nick—just like we all have. And apparently, they’ve decided to go out. Am I right, Billy.”

Billy chuckled and lifted his head. “That pretty much nails it.”

“Well, you can pick the night you want to go, and we’ll do our suit shopping any other time. Billy? Where do you plan to go?”

“Well, I’m thinking of taking Nick to the Alamo Drafthouse and see Love, Simon.”

I think Noah was more excited than I was! “Oh, my God! That’s the perfect first date for my two favorite boys!”

Billy and I just blushed while the others had a good laugh at Noah’s expense. The rest of dinner was great. I’m really getting more and more comfortable with my new family—and definitely more comfortable with Billy.

After dinner Noah, Billy, and I cleaned up the kitchen and dishes while David and Andrew went off to do what old gay guys do after dinner. While we were loading the dishwasher, Billy asked Noah if he was okay with our going out tomorrow night.

“Are you kidding? You guys are my two favorite people in the world. I think it’s the bomb that you two are hitting it off!” Noah looked at me next. “So, you actually told Billy how you ended up with us?”

“Yeah. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. But if we’re going to start dating, I couldn’t let it be based on a lie.”

“And don’t worry guys. I completely understand why Nick doesn’t want anyone to know. I won’t say a word to anyone—including my annoying sister.”

We were wiping down the counters when Billy suggested we run the song again before he had to go home. We went into the bedroom, and Noah pulled up the karaoke file.

We ran the song and were pumped that it went so well. I guess taking some time away let everything sink into our brains. We all wanted to do it one more time, and when we finished, the dads were standing at the door and were applauding.

David told Andrew we had been working on it all afternoon, and he was impressed, showering us with all sorts of compliments.

The dads left us alone, and we decided that Billy should come over at four to work on the song some more, and then we could leave on our date. I walked Billy out to his car, and we stopped just outside his door.

“Billy, thank you for being there for me during my meltdown. You mean more to me than you’ll ever know. I’m glad I have you on my side.”

“Nick, I’ve never had a boyfriend. Until today, I’ve never kissed a boy. This is new to both of us. I really don’t know what I’m doing here, but I do know that we can figure everything out as we go along. I know we’re not quite boyfriends, but I hope that’s an option we can explore sometime down the road.”

Billy leaned into me and kissed me. It was a nice, light kiss—and one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever felt.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“I’ll probably see you tonight—I’m pretty sure my dreams are going to be all about the amazing boy with the beautiful hair and amazing smile.”

“Okay, Billy—that was a little corny—but kinda nice, too. I’m probably gonna be dreaming about my new ginger hottie, too!”

I kissed him, and Billy got into his car. I watched as he pulled out of the driveway and sighed as I walked back to the front door. I walked in and didn’t see anyone. Then I heard David call out to me from the bedroom.

I walked in and was shocked to find all my new clothes neatly folded and on the bed.

“What’s this?”

David looked up and smiled, “While you boys were practicing this afternoon, I pulled the bags out of the car and ran everything through the wash for you. Everythings ready for you to put away where you want them. Your dress shirts are already hanging in your closet. Now—we have The Voice on DVR, and we’re going up to the movie room to watch it. Would you like to join us?”

“Sounds good! I’ll put my stuff away when it’s done.”

We all made our way upstairs and settled in with popcorn, Dr. Pepper, and the Voice. Now, I’ve never seen this show before, but damn! That’s some amazeballs singing there! When the show was over, I was inspired more than ever to do everything I can to make sure I do my best in the new theatre class. That’s one place where I’ll have at least three people on my side going in.

As we were cleaning up our bowls and glasses, I had to say something. “Guys, before we call it a night, I just want to thank you—for—well, everything. I had some rough patches today, and the thing that blows my mind is that for the first time ever, someone was always there for me. I want to thank you for that—and all the clothes—and the support you’ve given me. I’m still a little overwhelmed—and I’m sure there are going to be some more rough patches, but at least I know I have you guys to help me get through them. I can never thank you enough.”

“Nick, David and I knew that you were the one we wanted to bring into our home when we decided to foster a kid. We want to thank you for being so incredibly special, so kind, considerate, and well, the perfect addition to our family.”

Andrew reached his arms out to me and pulled me into a hug. David and Noah joined in, and I found myself surrounded by the three most important people in my life. Three people who believed in me and cared about me no matter what has happened before.

Noah and I went down to our room, and the dads went to theirs to do whatever they do. No, I’m not going to think about that, okay? Sheesh!

Noah closed the door and told me to get a couple of waters out of the mini-fridge in his closet. He grabbed his bong and weed, and we went out to the deck. I guess this is going to become our regular end-of-the-day routine.

After we got a nice buzz on, we went back inside and sat on the floor between our beds, facing each other.

“Noah? Thanks for helping Billy and me. I think we might have something good here.”

“Dude! I didn’t do a thing. All I did was tell him what I thought when he asked me if you might be interested in him.”

“What did you say?”

“Honestly? I told him that I had no idea. I told him that the only way to answer that question was to find out for himself. So you see, everything that happened today happened on your own—and I couldn’t be happier for you two.”

“He told me I was his first kiss with a boy. It was mine too, really—I don’t want to count the one from the foster brother who kissed me without me wanting it.”

“Yeah, I have to say he surprised the shit out of me. He’s never talked about boys before. He’s only dated girls. When he asked me about you, I did everything to keep my cool—I didn’t want to scare him away from you. But on the inside, I was like, ‘Whaaaaat theeeee fuuuuuck???’ I don’t think he noticed.”

That and the buzz got us into a major giggle fit. We finally calmed down, and I had to ask Noah for some help.

“Okay, dude. Today was the first time in my life that I’ve ever been to a mall and my first time shopping for clothes. You saw how well I handled that. Tomorrow is not just my first-ever date, but I’ve never been to a movie theatre before. Tell me what to expect. I don’t want to freak out on Billy.”

“Sure. Well—Billy said he’s going to take you to the Alamo Drafthouse. It’s just like any other movie theatre except every other row had been taken out, and they put these long tables in. So you’re sitting at a table when you take your seat for the movie. When you get there, a waiter will come up and take your order. Oh! And they have the best pizza! Just sayin’.”

“And why is this movie Love, Simon—why is it the perfect date for us, like you didn’t get all girly excited about it!”

And, of course, that brought on another giggle fit.

“Because it’s all about two cute gay boys in high school—and how they find each other. The dads and I saw it a couple weeks ago. It’s sooooo good!”

“And what happens after the movie?”

“That depends on you and Billy. It’s his first date with a boy, too. I guess if I were to give any advice, not like I’m Mr. Experienced here—but do whatever both of you feel right about. If he wants to do something that you’re not totally comfortable with, let him know. But I’m pretty sure there will be some kissing involved. You two seem to have that part figured out already.”

“You and David were watching, weren’t you?”

“Well, yeah. When I saw you crying, I wanted to run out and make things right. But Pop wouldn’t let me. He said whatever it is, it was between the two of you, and if things were going to work out, it had to be just between you.”

“I guess I need to thank David then.”

“Nah. That’s one of those things that just happen when you’re part of a family. But you already thanked him—us—upstairs.”

“Yeah. I meant every word, by the way.” I sighed and smiled. Yay! No tears! I might be getting used to this! “So, what are the plans for tomorrow?”

“I need to go to the gym and get in some workout time. You wanna come with? We have a family membership, and it shouldn’t take much at all to add you to the plan.”

“Well, I’ve never been to a gym before—"

“Of course, you haven’t. It’ll just be another cool thing I get to introduce you to.”

“Sure, why not?”

“Well, let’s hit the sack. I’m hoping to leave here around nine in the morning. You good with that?”

“Sure. Sounds good. But I don’t have any gym clothes.”

“I have some you can wear. I’ll ask David if we can pick some up for you on the way home.”

“Okay—but we’re going to Walmart. They have everything I need there. Okay?”

“Deal.”

We got up and went into the bathroom. We brushed our teeth, took a piss, and shed our clothes. As soon as I climbed into bed, my phone buzzed.

BILLYMAC: hey! u there?

NICKOJACO: hey billy! just crawled into bed

BILLYMAC: ooooh! what are you wearing?

NICKOJACO: perv! but if you must know—i’m wearing a smile, that’s all.

BILLYMAC: ooooh! that just made me hard!

NICKOJACKO: stop that! you’re a bad boy!

BILLYMAC: but i’m your bad boy if you’ll have me.

NICKOJACO: well, i have a date tomorrow nite with this totally cute boy. it depends on that i guess. he might want me to be his bad boy. ya never know!

BILLYMAC: haha! ur such a total goof! i like it, btw.

NICKOJACO: hey, thx for being so awesome today. it was just what i needed.

BILLYMAC: i’m glad. it was a pretty awesome day for me, too.

NICKOJACO: can i ask you a question?

BILLYMAC: sure

NICKOJACO: i know this boy-on-boy thing is new for you, too. you okay with everything?

BILLYMAC: way more than ok! I talked to mads when i got home. well, she came to me and asked if you and i had a thing going. she saw us connect in the restaurant.

NICKOJACO: no way! is she cool about it?

BILLYMAC: totally. i told her everything about the day—not the foster part though. she was so happy. she really likes you, too. said she always thought i was gay.

NICKOJACO: no way! i didn’t think you were until you kissed me in the car.

BILLYMAC: i didn’t know i was until i kissed you in the car! LOL

NICKOJACO: that’s the kiss i’ll remember forever, ya know

BILLYMAC: awwww! me too. ur an amazing boy, nicky. u should know that.

NICKOJACO: nicky? nobody calls me that.

BILLYMAC: i do now. i want that to be my name for you—but only when we’re alone. i want to be the only person who calls you nicky.

NICKOJACO: billy and nicky. has a nice ring to it. but nobody else gets to hear you call me that. until tonight, i’ve always hated that name.

BILLYMAC: ty for such a wonderful day. ur amazing, ur kind, ur so fucking talented, and ur hot—totally hot, btw

NICKOJACO: i should be thanking you. you made today a day i’ll never ever forget. it was the best day of my life. i'll always remember it—and you—ALWAYS

BILLYMAC: nite nicky. ❤️ xoxoxo

NICKOJACO: nite billy ❤️ xoxoxo back

Always.