don't look back

nineteen|| are you sure?

A/N: I definitely did not proofread or edit this...

Sage.

October 2, 2018.

I was woken up by the feeling of my hair being lightly swiped off my face. I flinched for a second until I realized it was a blue-head beauty. "That didn't take you very long," I breathed out in an exhausted voice.

"Sage, I was gone for three hours. Are you sure you're okay?" She looked at me worriedly, placing the back of her hand on my forehead.

"Yeah, I told you, it's just a stomach bug," I assured her. I was supposed to come to Finneas' house today and work on some lyrics but when I woke up I instantly ran to the bathroom and threw up all my food from the previous day. Billie caught wind that I wasn't feeling good so she invited herself over, which was apparently four hours ago, before she had to go to a shoot.

She sighed with an empathetic look before turning around, "I brought you a few things," she smiled softly while bringing a bag over to the bed. "I just thought it could help," she shrugged, passing the bag to me. I weakly sat up in the bed and peeked into the bag seeing Pepto-Bismol, a bag of crackers, chicken noodle soup, and a few magazines.

"Aww, Bil," I pouted at her cuteness as she pulled me into a hug.

"You think you'd be able to eat something now?" She asked softly while pulling away and swiping a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Probably," I answered with a small smile tugging on my lips. She responded by placing a kiss on my forehead which made me melt into a puddle. I watched her as she made her way to the oven and began heating up my soup.

"So, you excited about your single?" She asked.

"More nervous than excited. I don't think anyone will relate to it or understand it; that is if anyone even hears it," my voice got quieter and quieter as I spoke.

"I used to think that, but it's amazing how people connect to a song. People interpret it their own ways and make it their song, which is what I love best about putting out music," she explained.

"Mhmm," I hummed back, too exhausted to respond with an actual sentence. I watched her with heavy eyes, admiring everything about her. From the way she presented herself, to the soft humming she made while stirring the soup, to the way her hair flowed down the side of her face and how she racked her fingers through it when it got in her way. She is perfect, everything about her is perfect.

Balancing a bowl of soup, a plate of crackers, and a cup of juice she slowly made her way to my bed and set the items on my nightstand. "Thank you," I smiled.

"Of course," she smiled back. I scooped some soup onto the spoon and blew on it lightly before swallowing. It tasted amazing, it was the best soup I've ever had; I'm probably exaggerating because I haven't eaten in 24 hours, but that's beside the point.

After finishing the soup and crackers, I placed the dishes back on the nightstand and laid back down, feeling a buzz from my phone. It was a text from my sister about how her boyfriend is driving her crazy. I chuckled lightly before responding and setting my phone back down. Billie laid down next to me and opened up her arms, I smiled contently as I laid my head on her chest, her arms enveloping me.

"I miss my family," I admitted with a sigh, "This is the longest I've ever gone without seeing them."

"I'm sorry," Billie replied, gently tracing shapes onto the side of my arm.

"Don't be sorry," I shook my head and lifted it so I was facing Billie. My heart skipped a beat as she leaned it but just before her lips touched mine, I held out a hand onto her chest and leaned back, "I don't want to get you sick," I pouted.

"I don't care."

"A-are you sure?"

"Mhmm," She hummed before our lips finally connected. A smirk pulled on my lips as her hand ran up and down my arm, her lips on mine. I missed her kisses, not that I've had that many from her. My hand travelled into her hair and hers moved to the side of my neck. I was about to pout when she removed her lips from mine, but instead, I sucked in a harsh breath when I felt them on my jaw, then my neck, until she reached a sensitive spot where I let out a quiet moan.

"B-Billie," I breathed out, I felt her smirk on my skin as she gently pushed me down and straddled my waist. One of her hands slid down my stomach, making me grow more and more desperate for her touch as she continued to tease me. Her hand went under my shirt gently as her lips ghosted over my neck and up to my ear. I knew I didn't want this to go too far but then her knee came between my legs, adding pressure. "Billie," I whined, closing my eyes.

She had me so turned on but I couldn't decide if I wanted to go any further. "Yeah?" She whispered, "Want me to stop?" She asked, removing her knee from between my thighs and straddling me again.

"I don't know," I laughed, hiding my face with my hands.

"It's okay," she chuckled, gently prying my hands off my face and kissing my cheek sweetly. My face blushing even more than before.

"Are you sure?" I mumbled.

"Of course Sage, I would never do anything to you that you didn't want or didn't know if you wanted," she smiled sweetly. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in...Sophia never treated me like this.

"Want to cuddle?" She offered. I nodded my head in response and she climbed off of me, wrapping me in her arms again.

Now she got me all horny.

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A/N: I was deadass about to write smut but it's too soon...