we woke up early the next morning to head to new york, today would be the last day of driving if we don't make any unnecessary stops.
to my surprise the car ride was actually fun, nobody pulled any shit. we all just talked listening to one of grays emo ass playlists, enjoying life for a change. i never thought id see it, the four of us (can't forget baddie) enjoying each other.
"three mental breakdowns, one gay club, and one sketchy motel later." ana giggles eagerly looking out the cracked passengers window
once we all see the new york sign we all have the biggest smiles "you ready?" blue asks
i nod "hell yeah i am."
we all look ahead to the crazy amount of traffic we are about to hit, feeling guilty that we are adding to the problem.
"how we getting in, y/n?" ana asks
"pray that her security will remember me, ill show pictures of us together then they let us in?" i pause, "i hope."
blue nods "yikes, okay." he grips the steering wheel a little tighter "well let's hope god doesn't hate the gays today."
ana laughs "when does it start?" she asks
"soon, like an hour i think. we gonna make it?"
"i think so, yeah."
we sit in traffic barely moving for the next thirty-five minutes "y/n, you need to dead ass run if you want to make it."
"what you mean?"
"get out and fucking run"
"are you serious?!" i question
"hell yeah, im serious" he shoves me into ana "Go! hurry!" he shouts throwing me his phone
i hop over ana running through the streets of new york like a crazy bitch. when i reach the venue the lines are already full of eager fans. some notice me, point me out, ask for pictures.im not sure whether to feel honored or immensely uncomfortable... ive never liked the attention that comes with being in love with billie but i of course still loved my (?) fans if i can even call them that, i have 0 talent or importance so i guess its best to them her fans
"yo, y/n!" one of them yells
i smile and wave "hey luvvies" i walk over
"hi, oh my god! what are you doing here?" the short one with blue hair asks
"surprising billie" i smirk holding my index finger to my lips
"i don't think she wants to see you, y/n" the taller one with gray hair states looking me up and down
"why's that?" i ask
she pulls out her phone handing it over to me, a video from the night ana kissed me with a snapchat caption reading "aint that billies bitch? looks like she aint in the group home anymore 🤷♂ "
"fuck" i mumble
"you should go, billie doesn't let trash through the door," she smirks waving at me
"look that shit wasn't my fault, she came onto me." i look down "i pushed away from her right after the video ends."
"whatever man, just hope that billie hasn't seen it yet."
"imma tell her," i state
"yikes, bad idea." the gray-haired girl sucks on her teeth "risk losing a girl like her. make sure to put a good word in for me, id gladly take your bitch"
"if the kiss meant nothing she won't be mad."
"did it mean nothing"
"absolutely nothing," i say walking away from them angrily
when i walk up to they look at me up and down "what?"
"im here with billie"
"no, you aren't"
"im her girlfriend," I say pulling out the phone "here look, posted from her page"
the picture is of us in the parking lot of a skating rink, the caption reads cuffed
she looks over the phone "uhhh, we'd have to check with her."
"check with finneas, i want it to be a surprise"
they nod "wait here" he taps the fold-out table with her walkie-talkie before rushing inside