As the air was pretty tense lately, i couldn't stop but wonder how Billie must have been feeling right now. Living with her ex-girlfriend and her current boyfriend pretty messed up the situation, sure i was looking for a way to get home. But Billie wouldn't let me, she was just worried about Charlie showing up at my door the minute she will leave me alone. I sure knew she wasn't, but you go on and tell her that.
"Lana?" A high pitched voice shouted at me from the other side of the room. I got out of the comfortable chair and walked over to her, to find her half-dressed up in her bedroom. I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head at the same time to let her know i kinda disagreed with her walking in at her like this. "What? You need to help me man."
She was holding up two sweaters, by what i could see new merch. I pointed at the red one, before turning my back to her to walk away from her. I sighed to hear her say out my name again. "What?" I could hear myself spat it out by how irritated i got from her.
The last days she's been asking for my attention, to walk in on her like this wasn't the first time for me. Whenever Brandon leaves the house, she walks around in the most ridicoulous outfits. Have you ever seen her wearing low tank tops? And tight shorts? Nope, me neither. And it was driving me crazy.
The little devil on my shoulder was telling me to lift her up, put her down on the couch and make her scream out my name. But the angel on the other one, tells me not too. And i can't, also because of Brandon. And man, that shit ain't me.
"Do you really wanna go home?" She pouted at me as she pulled the sweater over her head and looks at herself one more time in the mirror.
I nodded my head, crossing my arms and pulling my hair behind my ear. "Please, i'm so sick of this. You know that." She knew it, deep down. I could tell from the way her eyes just stared to the floor after my announcement, and how i was gonna look for a cab if she doesn't get me there soon.
A loud sigh got me out of my thoughts. "Do you have everything packed up?" I nodded my head while i was biting on my lip, walking out of her room as Billie followed me. She walked outside, which probably meant we were going. When i grabbed my suitcase i put it in the backseat and let my ass slide down on the passenger seat.
Billie seemed frustrated with me leaving, both her cheeks were so red. Both eyes focusing on the road, making way too sharp turns when it wasn't needed and speeding up. "Bill, easy." i warned her when she drove more reckless.
I grabbed for the dashboard when she suddenly stopped the car, her hands were pale white from holding on to the steeringwheel too hard. "You know, you're not safe. Please come home with me.." Two big eyes were staring at me and it was hard to deny she didn't look cute at all.
"Please Billie, i have to." I laid my hand down on her leg and squeezed it gently as i gave her a sympathetic smile to make sure it was alright. "But i don't want this to be over.." I could hear her mumble loud enough to make sure what she was saying.
"You what?"
"I-" A honking car drove past us and it triggered us both enough to yell at him in sync. I bursted out in laughter when we did, but it didn't make Billie laugh. Her eyes seemed even more sad when i laughed. "Bill.. please. What we had was magic, but you are with Brandon now. You two are happy."
A tear left her eye after my comment. "But i can't seem to say goodbye, not now. Not yet.. Please, everything with Charlie has been fucking my mind up lately. And man, i just wanna hold you close. Make you some bomb ass burrito's and take good care of you, untill i know it's safe."
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All the secrets of a fangirl | B. E. Story |
Fanfiction" When someone else's happiness is your happiness, it is love. But is love even real? " Lana thought she found the love of her life, but it looked like things were getting rocky from there. Will their relationship survive? Or will it hit their break...
