𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 // 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

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^^wow. just fucking wow. that's all i have to say. have you EVER seen someone so beautiful? no. okay.. on with the story lmao

Billies POV

"come on billie, we gotta go"

"okay give me a minute!"

lola calls me from the bathroom, and i was across the hall, sitting on my bed, writing in my song book.

the worn out book against my thigh as i put all of my arm weight onto the one pencil and let my thoughts take me away and down onto the page.

ideas have been flowing through me all of a sudden like nothing, and i had to get it all down before it just went over my head.

i don't know if it's the pregnancy emotions like the doctor said, or just me being me, to why my head has been spewing another idea per minute.

but i couldn't be mad at it

when it was time to put out new music, every little lyric comes in handy

but apart from that, it's very frustrating at times because i have no idea what i'm feeling nor why i'm feeling it.

but when do i really?

To find your reflection's all alone
I had..

to go?

"no." i say, pulling the end of the pencil out of my mouth and erasing what i had written when i feel a familiar sent of jasmine and soft texture of cashmere that was against my cheek from her sweater.

"you okay?" lola asks as she strokes my hair and my head has rested against her hip as she stood above me.

"yeah. i'm good" i say as i give her a warm smile and close my book, placing it on my bed.

lola smiles fondly down at me.

"we better get going.. your mom told me the appointments at three"

i nodded and got off of my ass for the first time today,

the nurse scheduled today, that i go in and talk about the options i have for my abortion.

i was allowed one person to come with me for support.

and since the only people that know are my mom and lola, i decided to give my mom a break because i know it's a lot.. so lola is coming in with me today instead.

i put on a warm hoodie and lola waited for me as i got ready, i closed my room door and lola was standing by the kitchen table closing her purse. i reached out for her hand that she took with a smile and we headed to the car.

she's been the most supportive person during this whole thing.

i mean she always is, no matter what,

and that's why i love her.

but it was important to me that she stayed when i could be literally having a child..

she really does love me...

i think i got really lucky in the relationship department in this part of my life and hopefully a long part of it