I Didn't Change My Number - Sequel

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Chen's pov:

"Come in." I open the door and let her walk into the house. "Your taste in furniture didn't change, huh?" She asks as soon as she walked in, her eyes were observing the house intently. "Well, what can I say? I'm a woman of taste." I wink at her jokingly, making her laugh.

"Alright, so where are we gonna do the live?" She asks, taking her phone out. "In the kitchen? So I could also cook dinner. You gotta stay for dinner or I'll kill you." I warn her, taking a knife out of the drawer.

"Put that down!" She says scared. "I'm just kidding." I laugh, putting it down. "Yeah, don't do that... knives trigger me." She says lowly and looks away. "I-I'm so sorry. Oh my god... I didn't know." I say, feeling overwhelmed and nervous. She just nodded and sighed, "It's fine, you didn't know."

"Well, let's cook then. Ms. Gurl, play the kitchen playlist." I say and Billie looked around confused. "Who the fuck are you talking to-" Billie gets cut off by my Alexa, playing music out of nowhere. "Oh..."

"Uhh, can I help you with anything?" She asks while I take out the ingredients. "Yeah, just get me some tomatoes, they're like... in there somewhere." I say, pointing to the vegetable fridge.

-Time Skip-

I was cooking while Billie helped me. We went live on Instagram.

"Don't read the comments, they're being pretty mean." I say, shaking my head. "What are they saying? I wanna see." She says and I hold her back and cover her eyes.

"No, don't look!" I trapped her as she tried to wiggle out of my grip. "Damn, you strong as hell. Let me see!" She laughs, trying to take my hands off of her eyes. "No way." I say, laughing and making her laugh harder.

I was standing behind her and she pushed herself back on the counter that's behind us, snapping my back like a twig.

I yelped and rubbed my back in pain.

"Fuck, sorry I didn't mean to do that. Are you okay?" She says, turning me around by my shoulders. "How bad does it hurt?" She asked, sounding concerned as hell. "It hurts so bad, bro." I start whining.

"Y'all, I think I just broke her back." Billie looks at her phone on the counter. "STOP! BILLIE NO! That's not the right thing to say!" I laughed, getting pretty nervous, but quickly stopped when the pain came back. Billie shook her head and laughed at me.

"I literally forgot about the food, turn the stove off!" I yelled, panicking. Andrew came to the kitchen and looked at me worriedly. "Babe, are you okay?!" He asks, walking up to me as Billie turned the stove off.
"Ugh, just help me lay down on the couch." I say. Andrew carefully and easily picks me up, bridal style and walks to the living room. Billie took my phone and paused the live.

"Do I get off or can you continue?" Billie asks, walking behind Andy. He laid me down on the couch and brushed my hair out of my face. "I'll go get you some rubbing cream and painkillers." He says, as he ran upstairs.

I watched him run upstairs then turned to Billie, "Yeah, I can keep going." I sighed. "You sure? We don't have to do this anymore..." She says, her eyes held so much care and concern as she looked at me... it melted my heart. "Yeah..." I said, looking away as I remembered that I'm getting married to my man soon. "I'll go get some water for you." She walks back to the kitchen, I knew that she exactly felt how I felt, but I had to ignore it. I let out a quiet, shy "Thanks."

She quickly walks back, holding a glass of water as Andrew came back downstairs with the rubbing cream and painkillers. Billie went off live until I could regain my strength again.