Hopeful Love

Chapter 2

"Jesus fucking Christ.. I can't go anywhere." A familiar voice exclaims while breathing heavy. Could it be? No. Nope. Now way. Absolutely no way.

The lady behind the counter screamed out of no where. I still haven't looked behind me to see who the person was, but all I know is that whoever the lady was screaming at, was special. I feel a breeze of warm air and a scent of coconuts and vanilla as the person stands next to me. Yep, you guessed it. Billie fucking Eilish. I try my best not to act like the lady that's practically screaming her lungs out.

I glance over at Billie and she gives me a quick glare before looking back at the lady. The lady eventually stops screaming. That doesn't mean she didn't shout though.

"I HAVE TO GRAB MY PHONE! STAY RIGHT THERE!" She shouts as she runs to the bag, pots and pans clashing behind her. I start fumbling with the ring on my finger. Out of nowhere I say something that I didn't know I could say.

"Sooo... that happen to you all the time?" I ask awkwardly while looking at my ring.

"Yeah dude. Like, I literally just want a fucking latte." Billie exclaims while sliding her hands in her pocket. I don't have the courage to say anything else, If I did, it would be me screaming. Billie says something else while looking over at me.

"You're honestly the first person to not freak out, and you speak actual English. I take it, you don't know who I am?" She asks with a questionable expression.

I feel like I swallowed my own tongue. I think about how embarrassing I would look if I didn't say anything. I look over at Billie still fumbling with my ring trying not to freak out like the others.

"Oh, um.." I couldn't finish the sentence. I'm about to run out the shop when I realize, I didn't have to say anything. I could show her. I turn my full body towards her, she lifts a brow. I pull up my sweater sleeve revealing the tattoo my wrist. She raises her eyebrows. It's a tattoo that says her name in decorative letters.

"Yo that's dope! How long ago did you get that?" Billie asks me while nodding her head in impressment. I blush a little too hard for my liking. I hope Billie doesn't notice.

"Uh, I honestly can't remember. I got it when I was at this party, I was wasted, and one of your songs came on the radio and I hopped on the table and screamed 'I wanna tattoo of Billie's name!' And woke up the next morning with it." I let out a small laugh while explaining it to her. Surprisingly she chuckles.

"Yo, can you check on the jeep? Are they still surrounding it?" She asks me while trying to look over. I put the pieces together, the fans obviously didn't know she snuck out the other side and ran in here. I walk over the window to look at the jeep. There was at least 40 people surrounding it.

"Yeah their definitely there." I say to Billie, while making a 'yeah don't go out there' face. I realize the lady has been gone for a long while, how long does it take to grab a phone? All of a sudden, my question is answered by Billie's attitude.

"Oh great. You've gotta be kidding me." She exclaims while looking over the counter into the 'Employee's Only' room. I walk next to Billie to see what she's looking at. The lady hand been laying on the floor passed out from excitement.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Billie exclaims while moving her right hand through her hair pushing it back. "All I wanted was a latte Dude. I've been craving one since last night." She whimpers.

I then remember I know a little something about Latte's, I just wasn't the best at making them, my specialty was doing hair. I look up at Billie with a smile.

"I could make you one, back at my place. That's only if you want of course.. I don't wanna seem like a die hard fan trying to trick you into going in my house, plus, I just moved in, the movers should be gone by the time we get there."