NEW CHAPTER EVERY TUESDAY
Billie Eilish gains a new bodyguard. As their adventure takes place with crazy fans and paparazzi, will something grow between them?
This book will not have any author notes or trigger warning to give an almost 'real life'...
"so does this mean we are good now?" i asked robyn
"weren't we always?" she hummed
"well.. you just never speak, and if you do.. then it's always blunt"
"that's just who i am love" she smirked "i need to get you home you're mum is worried sick"
"oh fuck" i gasped "shit i completely forget to message her and it's been 3 hours holy fuck" i panicked
"bil calm yourself it's all good i messaged her earlier, but she does want you home"
"oh fuck thank you i nearly died" i sighed in relief
"but first we need to go to jake's house"
"i- why" i asked
"you'll see" she winked
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"bellend open up" Robyn knocked on the door
Was that english? what's a bellend?
"shitface shut the fuck- oh.. billie?" he paused looking back and forth between Robyn and I, "so.. yous just..? yeah"
"where's cleo" Robyn huffed clearly annoyed
Wait who's Cleo?
a puppy. she had a puppy. Cleo is a puppy
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"wait shit your good with dogs right?" Robyn asked me as the yapping grew closer
"fuck yeah i have two pit bulls" i smiled as the little girl bounced towards us
"hi baby" Robyn gasped bending down and picking her up to which she was equally just as excited "okay thanks for looking after her Jake we gotta go" Robyn yelled dragging me along as we walked towards the lamborghini
"guessing me and you together is strange for him" i chuckled "even though you are literally my body guard"
"strange right?" Robyn looked me up and down licking her bottom lip
Well fuck me right here why don't you
We ended up back in the car with Cleo in my lap as when in a lamborghini there is only two seats. Well some can have more but hers is only two.
I pouted my lips as Cleo settled down nestling herself into my lap and peacefully falling asleep. Little baby.
"aw look what happened" i said quietly
"she is not gona like you waking her up to get out the car" Robyn smirked
"guess I should stay then" I joked
"fuck I wish you could" Robyn mumbled quietly
"what was that?" i smiled
"nothing" she bit her bottom lip "why did you run away anyway"
"huh what? oh you mean earlier right?"
"yeah"
"pathetic stuff really.." i said quietly and Robyn hummed sensing I didn't really want to talk.
I'm thankful for people like that, sometimes when shit happens, you don't want to talk about it, yet people pressure you and keep going on to talk about it. Like if I really needed to say it.. well wanted to say it, I would. But I don't, I want to bottle it up for the moment, maybe another time I'll speak up, maybe another time I won't, but you don't have to know everything that I'm feeling. Should I bottle it up? no, but do I want to? yes, so respect that and just support me without the context of what's going on in my brain.
