Bil's POV
Damn, I fucked Seven last night for like 5 hours
I haven't felt that much euphoria in a while
I looked into the mirror seeing the dark, purple marks this man left.
"BABY!" I yelled.
"Yes mamas?!" He asked running into the bathroom.
"What the hell man these are so noticeable." I told him.
He just chuckled.
"It's not funny asshole" I said annoyed.
"Anyway I gotta go." I said putting on some Jordan biker shorts and a hoodie.
"Wait where you going again?" He asked me.
"With that Matthew dude, just got to make people think we're dating or something, just trying to cover up the fact they might notice you and I are messing around again." I said.
"Also to hint shit to them, they can be a little hard headed sometimes low key, but I love them."
"Oh, okay." He said.
"Wait he's a white man right?" Brandon asked.
"Uh yeah?" I replied.
"Girl nobody is gonna believe you like him, once you go black you never go back." He said giggling.
"Well, the fans are gullible as hell, so it'll work."
"Anyway I really gotta go now baby, I love you." I said kissing him.
"Love you too." He said back.
We did our handshake as I ran out the door and into my car.
I stopped at the studio I was supposed to meet Matthew at.
There he was, standing by his trash ass car.
"Hey Matthew."
"Hey Billie." He said flirtatiously immediately bringing me into a hug.
"Ahah..anyway so let's go get coffee, I guess?" I said awkwardly.
"Yeah, let's go." He said opening the door for me.
"Okay, so when are we working on the music video?" I asked.
"My boss said probably anytime next week." He said.
"Ight, shit here's the paparazzi." I said a little surprised by their early appearance.
"So what should I do? Hug you or," He asked.
This mofo is so weird I can't
I thought to myself.
Omg I don't want his ugly ass touching me, but it's all fake.
"Fine, make it quick this hoodie was expensive as fuck man." I said seriously.
We awkwardly hugged making me have a sour face, thank god I had a mask on.
Didn't wanna seem rude.
"Paparazzi better have gotten that, ion wanna do that again." I said.
He just chuckled, like I'm so deadass he was annoying.
We just walked around, with Shark.
Shark should've bitten his ass.
After about an hour we got done with our coffee.
He drove us back to the studio, where my car was.
I hopped out immediately as he asked
"Hey can I have your number?"
"No, uhm I got somewhere to be." I said awkwardly.
I immediately drove back home to Seven.
I opened the front door immediately running up to him and hugging him.
"Hi baby" I whined.
"Hey mama, how'd it go?" He asked.
"Dude was awkward as hell, but hey, we got the pictures." I chuckled.
"Oh shit I got a photoshoot tomorrow, wanna come with me?" I asked.
"Sure, what photoshoot you doing?" He asked.
"Vogue." I said.
"What are you gonna wear?" He said
"You'll see." I smirked at him.
