Lola's POV
We had been driving back to my house for ten minutes or so. Billie let me handle the music while she speed down the highway. she said if she drives without something good playing she will literally crash. So I knew what to do.
"More than half of the music I listen to now was because you put me on"
"Wait for real?" Billie grinned as she kept on hand resting on the steering wheel.
"Yeah. Like- I'm obsessed with tierra whack just because of you. She has some good shit"
"Fire. I love tierra, she's so bad dude"
I laughed, looking out the window as we drove. I looked over at billie biting her lip while she focused on the road, the way she let one hand caress her lip while the other held the wheel was so tempting, I didn't even realize I was staring.
"Damn, I coulda sworn you blinked" she chuckled.
Shit shit shit
"Oh my god-" I looked back out the window laughing softly to hide my embarrassment.
"I'm messing with you" billie said softly, furrowing her eyebrows as she smiled at the road but I'm pretty sure it was meant for me. I know she's just saying that to make me feel better at this point.
I never stare. I swear.
Billie sang with the music I played before her harmonizing transformed into a crisp "shit"
We both looked down at her phone lit up from a text from her mom.
"I totally forgot. Fuck. My whole team is probably looking for me everywhere"
"Do you think she sent your bodyguards out to look for you?" I bit my lip getting worried. I didn't want her to have to tell maggie she was messing with my shit and lost track of time.
"Probably not- she knows I like to take a breather after shows...but I hope she didn't send them out."
I closed my eyes, taking a breath.
"This is my fault, billie, I should've just called a lyft or something"
"No. Hush. It's not you. Let me just get you home so at least one of our moms doesn't have to beat our ass"
"Yeah. my moms gonna do that regardless" I snorted, rolling my eyes at the thought of how pissed my mom is gonna be when I get home.
At least it was hella worth it
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We pulled up to my house and my gaze immediately set on billie. Her eyes had gotten wide right before she had scrunched up her nose to stare at the property surrounding my house.
"Damn" she practically singed as her jaw hung open. "You live there?"
I thought she was adorable, I was blushing a little to hard again.
"Yeah. My moms an interior decorator and she does restate and shit but honestly as long as I can go in my room and lock the door I could care less for the rest" I chucked as billie shook her head, her eyes shifting to me.
"I shoulda known as soon as I laid eyes on you, you were a boujie ass bitch"
"What- why do people- I don't see it okay!" I laughed staring at her.
"You practically scream it!"
I rolled my eyes giggling some as I got out of the car to circle to her window.
"You really didn't have to drive me all the way here. Your beyond sweet"
"Hey, your good mamas. Hopefully this won't be the last time I get to rush you home, ya feel me" she bit her lip and I could see a small smirk forming from the corner of her lips. I got flustered and looked down, trying to hide my smile, so I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms.
"Cocky aren't we?"
"Dude, shut up" billie laughed, rolling her eyes. I giggled some.
"Oh yeah, and-" billie tapped her on neck gesturing to the hickeys trailing down the skin of my neck she left, bold and dark.
"Shit" I put my hand over my neck and billie grinned, licking over her lips some.
"Let me go hide these..." I laughed shyly backing up into the drive way
"text me, alright?" Billie called after me.
"I will, i see you" I waved to her and she gave me one of the cutest smiles as she drove off. My heart was so fulfilled I didn't even know how to process it. But first. I should probably get inside before my mom cuts my head off.
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The next morning...
I rolled over to my phone lit up from my alarm clock reading the text:
Bitch wake the fuck up
I cut it off and slipped on my sloth slippers as I stretched.
Last night wasn't too bad when I got in. My mom was pissed as shit when I snuck into my room. I could tell through the all caps texts she sent. but at least she didn't take my phone or anything because then I might as well had just killed myself.
I walked to my mirror running my fingers over my bruised neck.
Ga damn
I pulled out my foundation and started to cover them up which honestly made me feel some type of way.
billie gave me these.
Yeah, it still hasn't hit me that billie eilish had somewhat taken my virginity last night. insane. A part of me doesn't want to even attempt to cover these up. It's special.
My first time.
A small smile had come across my lips as I let my mind soar over last night. The way she touched me...made me feel.
Fuck
I bit my lip some as I stared at myself in the mirror, running my hand over the bold marks. I almost felt...
Different
Brand new
But over all...
Good as fuck
Buttt I still do have a mother that thinks I'm as much a virgin still as I was when I came out of her and I would very much like to keep it that way. I finished covering up the hickeys and put my makeup away before running downstairs to hop on my computer.
Billies POV
"Violet and I are coming for the show friday. ooh. I needa new outfit for you" max grinned at the screen as we facetime. she went on about whatever the fuck.
I couldn't stop thinking about her though.
Lola
She was the only name that could stay in my head. only thought. Only voice I wanted to hear in the moment.
She was so...
Perfectly imperfect
Her voice. her mind. Her lil laugh and snort that followed with it, I thought it was fucking adorable. Damn sure her body. I noticed little scars as I searched her last night. Fucking beautiful. It was like I could tell her anything and she could tell me the same. I just wanted to know all and everyone of her thoughts.
She was ideal.
Everything I wanted
I looked up at max on my phone tilting my head. I just stared at her, not even realizing I was just thinking and not focusing on her words.
I watched her mouth.
rant after rant
I stared.
"Billie. Billie!" Max shouted.
"What?" I snapped out of my thoughts furrowing my eyebrows.
"Why are you just staring like that? Are you even listening? Your scaring me" Max's voice seeped sounding worried.
I sat up straight as I let out a small sigh.
"Hey I gotta go"
"Oh...alright, I'll text you after my nail appointment"
I ended the call sitting back into my bed, I threw my phone to the edge of it.
Lola
I needed to see her. Hear her. Be around her. Touring wasn't over and I wasn't gonna leave without knowing I'll be seeing her again sometime. I can't deal with the press, the paps, the shows. The world without something to keep me up.
Its her
I know so
The missing puzzle piece
What if she can't come to another show because of her mom?
Fuck
My phone lit up from the edge of my bed. I didn't want to be bothered but I check it anyways just incase it was something important from my team or better than that; a text from lola.
But I was wrong again.
Of fucking course
Brandon
Bring yo ass to the hideout. I want my shit.
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"God dang, got a nigga acting irate,
my babe, my babe, stay on my brain"
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So the lyrics that are at the end of every chapter ^^^ ALWAYS have to do with the chapter as a whole so look out for that ;) luh y'all