House is signed in our names, homeowners at 19 and 21. Man our life is crazy. There's millions of people that look up to us like gods but its weird. We are normal people with insane jobs. Far from perfect, this morning I almost cried cause I spilled my cappuccino, I'm emotional okay? But that's not important what's important is that billie and I are sitting on the empty floor of our empty house. Our house! That's fucking insane.
"We did it" Billie sighs
"We did"
Billie has already ordered some furniture we have a pretty similar taste so i'm not to worried about what she chose.
"You wanna go get some coffee?" she asked
"sure"
We went to our favorite spot, the workers are chill and it's usually low key. It's called the guitar cafe, you'd think it's popular because of the name but it isn't it's hidden behind a bunch of trees. The owner is an old man who runs it with his wife. They sell really good vegan and vegetarian food as well as non vegan and vegetarian.
We walked in and like usual mr. Usnavi is playing smells like teen spirit waiting for someone to come in. Yes, his name is Usnavi. He tells a story every time that he is the reason Usnavi is named Usnavi in "in the heights". The story goes as is "Lin Manuel miranda came marching in and told me about his idea to make in the heights, he didn't have a name for his main character and i told him the story of how i got my name which is a big thing in the musical."
"Girls! I haven't seen you two in a while! Would you like the usual?"
He jumps out of. his chair in the corner putting his guitar back on the stand and we sit on the table he reserved just for us after we started coming in at least one or two times a week. Billie and I both nod and he starts making us our regular orders that we order every time. We haven't been in for a while it's been kinda hectic for billie and i career wise, like always.
"Mr. Usnavi how you been!" I exclaim shaking his hand
"Well, I've certainly been better. Selena, she passed away last week but alas like she always would say it was her time to go" He sighed
Selena is his wife, she was really nice. He seemed super in love with her.
"I am so sorry for your loss Mr Usnavi." Billie says putting her hand on top of his
Billie is so empathetic it makes me love her even more. The way she makes people feel okay is so amazing.
"Thank you billie, i also need to find a way to make more money since you guys are the only ones who ever come in anymore. The business is dying down and I need a way to pay the rent."
Usnavi isn't a social media person, he has facebook but just to communicate with his family. From my knowledge he isn't aware of the following billie and i have. Billie and I exchanged looks with the same thing in mind. Getting rid of our quiet spot to help him.
"I think we can help you with that." I tell him
"How?"
"Lets just say we know people. You'll see soon. It was nice talking Mr. Usnavi"
Billie and I got into the car and looked at each other. She smiled.
"No more comfort place huh?" She sighs
"Maybe someday we can meet here again."
Yup, we were both on the same page. Billie and I were going to post the location on our stories because we knew people would come and eat. Our comfortability won't matter if the cafe doesn't have enough money to keep itself up and running.
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"Should I edit mine?" I ask noticing the difference in ours
"No! Keep it like that I don't feel like hiding all my relationships anymore"
"Okay"
By the time we got home there were already new articles giving the cafe some exposure and some about us hanging out so often. Billie and I's relationship is nobody's business but ours but that doesn't mean we can't act like a couple in public. The furniture for the house isn't coming until tomorrow so I brought an air mattress and blankets.
- time skip -
There we were on the air mattress. Billie was fast asleep but I was lying there wide awake. I check my phone it's 3:12 in the morning. I never told Billie about the message I got earlier today, I didn't need to. I didn't want to worry her. It's not life threatening, nothing like that I got the message from someone who I am close too. My manager. I'm signed to Columbia Records, they're known for having artists like harry styles, Beyoncé, Tyler the creator. Pretty cool! I have noticed they're a little strict though..including my management. Don't say this, don't wear this, don't make this, a whole lotta don'ts.
You cannot be publicly dating a woman, it is bad for your career. If you continue this your contract will be over.
Dating a woman would do anything but ruin my career first of all. I don't get why they are so strict on shit like this. It's my life! They should be able to control my career who gives a fuck, but my life? My relationships? Hell no!
"You still up?" I hear Billie say in a raspy voice.
"Yeah, This mattress is a little uncomfortable" I lie
"Liar, this shit is the most comfortable thing i've ever slept on" She says sitting up
She's right this is the most comfortable thing ever. You ever sleep on something that isn't too soft or too hard. It's perfect.
"What's wrong?" She asks
"Nothing go back to sleep" I say tucking her hair behind her ear
"Fine"
Billies half asleep she'll do whatever I tell her to do. She immediately fell back asleep so i decided to get some sleep myself. Billie has an interview tomorrow, i'm going with her but i'm standing in the back with finneas, it's her first interview since we were seen together kissing at the movies. She's not nervous at all she doesn't care, but i'm afraid that if we have a lot of pressure our relationship could result into a lot of pain. Nobody wants that to happen.
