She's got me twisted. // B i l l i e E i l i s h

Chapter 10 /// Part 2

Chapter 10 /// Part 2

"Bil, Levi, y'all have been sleeping for like 3 hours, wake up!" Both girls awoke to Maggie knocking on Billie's door whilst she shouted through.

Levi was the first to sit up, rubbing her head when she felt it ache. "Fuckin hate post nap headaches." She grumbled. With a big sigh she lay back down and laughed to herself when Billie, who still hadn't opened her eyes just groaned and rolled on her side to wrap herself around Levi.

"Y'know all my life I thought I was the worst person to wake up...but I think I've met my match with you." Billie didn't respond instead lifting her hand from Levi's stomach upwards so she could pinch the girls lips shut, causing Levi to laugh even more.

"Bro shush, I'm tryna sleep." Billie grumbled.

"Wake the fuck up, you said you had more to tell me, and i suck at surprises so if you'll kindly move your ass!" Levi finished her sentence by pushing her hands against Billie's side to push the girl off her.

Billie say up with a frown. "Dude...why? Why do you hate me?" She said before sticking her bottom lip out.

Levi rolled her eyes before sitting back on the bed with her legs crossed. "C'mon, sharing is caring."

"Damn, let a bitch wake up first." Billie complained as she reached over to her bedside to pick up a bottle of water and taking a swig. "So, I wanted to ask...do you like James Bond?"

Levi frowned with confusion. "Fuck yeah. Dude is a G. Deadass. I signed a petition like last week campaigning for Idris Elba to be the next bond."

Billie smiled.

"So uhm, last week this guy called me directly, I totally answered the phone with a mouth literally full of Taki's,"

"Of course." Levi interrupts with a laugh.

"Anyway, it was this dude named Cary Fukunaga...he's the producer of the new bond film. He said he wants me and Finneas to write and sing the new Bond song."

"WHAT?!" Levi erupted. "Billie that's HUGE! Holy shit. Holy fucking fuck." Levi sits there mouth slightly open.

"I know, dude, I know."

"Do you know any spoilers? Have you wrote it yet? Can I listen?"

Billie shook her head. "Nah, no spoilers. And no we haven't wrote it yet. But you can listen when we do. We're gonna be going to England to perform it at The Brits in a couple months and I was wondering if you wanted to go with us? It doesn't have to be as my date or nothing, but we get like a table and there will be food and booze...free. And I can drink over there."

Levi pulled a face. "Uhhh do I wanna fly to England to go to an award show with you and watch you sing the fucking James Bond song?! Do you know me!? Fuck yeah I'll come with you."

"Sick. So...one sec." Billie paused and held her finger up as her phone kept on dinging away, alerting her of notifications.

"Huh?" Looking at her lock screen filled with messages Billie frowned. Clicking on Instagram she stared at the amount of likes and comments showing up under her activity tab. Like this happens a lot, but there was millions and millions of comments and likes coming up.

Clicking on the picture attached to most of the activity, Billie gasped and dropped her phone.

"Bil?" Levi asked, getting a pit in her stomach when she seen the girl run her hands through her hair and eyes start to glisten. "Billie?" She asked again after getting no response. "What's going on?"

Billie said nothing, instead picking her phone up and passing it over to Levi.

Levi's eyebrows bunched together in confusion at the picture Billie had posted with the caption 'my love'.

"What the hell Billie? Did you post this?" Levi asked as she passed the phone back.

Billie snapped her head up to look at Levi. "No I didn't fucking post it, someone's fucking hacked me! They know. Everyone knows."

SO I APOLOGISE FOR THE DELAY.

YA BISH WAS ILL.

Yous wanted A smidgen if drama so y'all gonna get it next chapter!

Tell me something weird about you. I'll go first, I'm gay, my dads gay and my grandad a gay. CEO of gay family.