Billie pov
"THIS IS NOT AN I THANG,IT'S A WE THANG! IT'S A TEAM THANG!" I rolled my eyes as Y/N restated this song for the hundredth time today. She's been jumping around screaming the lyrics. "Baby can you turn the music down?" I begged not being able to go through this anymore. "I don't know can I?" I huffed and sank into the couch. I perked up when I heard the song stop, but that didn't last long because a new song started playing. "OH SHIT THIS IS MY SONG. I WAS BORN TO FLEX, DIAMONDS ON MY NECK!" I watched as Y/N twerked on an imaginary person. I laughed and pulled my phone out to record her. "I see you Y/N!" She looked at me and winked. I was caught off guard when she danced her way over to me. She turned around so her backside was facing me. Y/N put her hands on my knees and spread them apart. I bit my lip as she slowly grinds on my lap. I let my hands roam her body as she moved her body to the beat of the song. My hands rested on her waist as Y/N was lost in her own world as she danced on me. I'm suddenly ok with Y/N's little dancing sessions.
