jailbird | b.e.

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*chapter 37 continued*

i furrowed my eyebrows.

"huh?"

"what?"

"you said my what?" i questioned.

"album..?"

"how the fuck do you know i'm making an album?" i probed. harry's eyes went wide. not wide enough for just anyone to notice, but wide enough for me to notice. when i was in prison, i studied body language. this man is up to something.

"no, i-"

"harry, nobody knows about my fucking album besides my team and my family." i squinted my eyes.

"it leaked. yeah, i saw it online somewhere." harry nodded in agreement with himself. lies!

harry's pov:
shit, shit, shit!

"why are you lying? just tell the truth! how do you know?" billie asked and i sighed.

how do i tell her that i've literally been stalking her?! i can't tell her that. she won't want to be around me if i tell her that.

"okay, but don't judge me when i tell you, okay?" i mumbled.

"depends on what you're gonna say." billie sassily replied. she sat jordyn up to burp her, leaving her boob on display for a couple of seconds before she pulled her bra up. i found myself staring, she's just so perfect.

i cleared my throat. "right uh.. i heard you and kiara.. talking. saying that oxytocin is the next single or whatever. so i assumed it was for an album! that's why i said 'tell me more.'" that's convincing, right?

billie stayed quiet for a second. "oh. well, that makes sense. you can't help what you've heard, right? my bad, my nerves are bad. i need a blunt."

so she smokes weed!

"right, i would have the same reaction if i were you. smoke away, i don't judge." i told billie. she nodded before taking scout away from her boob, pulling her bra straight back up this time.

"okay, lemme give the twins to kiara, i'll be right back." billie winked at me.

billie's pov:
do i believe harry? no, of course not. i'm not the dumb bunny he thinks i am. how did he overhear kiara and i talking about the album if all talk about it stays in the studio? exactly, he didn't.

i'm still going to play into the act, though. pretend i believe him.

i took both scout and jordyn into one arm and brought them into the bedroom. when i walked in, kiara was naked, sitting at the edge of the bed. "get your shit together." i gritted through my teeth, laying scott and jordyn on the bed, on top of the blanket. "you're gonna take care of the twins while i smoke. when i tell you you're gonna be punished later, you'll never wanna touch yourself again." i spat.

kiara timidly nodded and i huffed before walking out of the room and into the living room. "sorry 'bout that." i mumbled before taking my weed box out from underneath my couch.

"it's fine. anyways, where were we?" harry asked and i bit my tongue to not give a smart answer.

"uh, my album."

"right, so.. tell me about it."

"no." i replied simply and he frowned. "no offense, but you shouldn't even know it's in the works." i shrugged as i poured the ground weed into the papers and licked them, rolling it up.

"that's fair." he mumbled and i nodded. i put the blunt to my lips and lit it, taking a deep drag. harry just stared at my lips.

"you sure you don't got a crush on me?" i chuckled.

"my girlfriend is just living proof that i don't." he said and i shrugged.

"you just act like you do sometimes."

"i am in love with my girlfriend and she is all i want." he crossed his arms in defense.

"mhm."

"whatever." he rolled his eyes.

"fuck you rolling your eyes at?"

"you're very hostile today, billie." he pointed out. he was right.

"my bad, my hormones are all over the place." i told him, taking another drag from the blunt.

"okay, well.. i think i'm gonna go. i'll see you in the café, right?" he asked and i nodded. harry stood up. "well, bye."

i waved and he left, closing the door after him. i'm in one of those moods today, one of those moods. the mood to either kill, or fuck the shit outta someone.

harry's pov:
"i think she knows." i muttered over the phone.

"what happened, harry..?"

i sighed, as i walked down the street. it was a quiet day. billie lives in a quiet neighborhood, anyway. "i accidentally let it slip that i know about her album."

"stupid. we've gotta get it done soon, before she fully realizes and reports you or something."

"i know, i know. just, getting her on her own is tough. i've also got to build her trust enough for her to even come with me. the only time i can get her on her own is when i'm at work. hell, she's the only reason i even work there." i mumbled.

"and you can't ask her to come for lunch or anything? say you'll pick her up and boom, you have her."

"she won't! she's always busy with those damned babies. and she doesn't trust me anyways, i can tell. she clearly didn't wanna talk to me today, despite her inviting me over." i sighed.

"build up the trust, harry! set her up for an accident or something, 'save' her, and boom you're her hero!"

i arrived to my house and unlocked the door, walking in before hanging up the phone. "i might. what'll i do, though?"

"pay someone to try to like.. i don't know, take one of her babies, and then save it. boom, you're mister nice guy." she said.

"i would get you to do it, but she's already seen you. ugh, the effort in this!" i groaned.

"i know, baby. you'll figure it out." she mumbled, walking over and unbuttoning my shirt, taking it off as she began to kiss along my chest. "and here's to my darling boyfriend."

billie's pov:
kiara sobbed into the mattress as i drilled into her with the strap. "this is what you get for being a dirty fucking whore." i spat, slapping her ass and making her yelp.

"billie, i'm gonna cum." she whined and i halted my movements before pulling out, her slick covering the dildo. i got off the bed, standing up straight.

"no the fuck you're not." i mumbled. "come here, suck this dick."

kiara shakily got up and dropped to her knees before me. she wrapped her lips around the tip and i grabbed her head and immediately began thrusting into her throat.

sure, i couldn't feel it, but it was hot. and she deserved to be punished. kiara gagged multiple times before i pulled the dildo out of her mouth and slapped her across the face.

kiara just knelt there, stunned as i took the strap off. i was still fully clothed, but my bike shorts that i had been wearing were slightly wet from kiara's wetness. i took them off and grabbed an oversized hoodie, throwing it on before walking into the living room where the babies were. they were quiet, watching peppa pig.

i was wearing just a hoodie and a thong, but who's to judge me? nobody.

i heard my phone get a notification and i glanced down. of course, it was from harry. my friends don't text me anymore.

- - -

harry
come to the café when you can. i'm working tomorrow.

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a/n: harry?

also i think i'm gonna bring back billie dealing drugs lol