another pretty december | b.e

twenty two

why is everyone blaming me for billie being on her period? I didn't even write this book tf you mean 🤨

when my alarm goes off, I almost scream.

I felt like my eyes had been closed for two seconds.

I am so exhausted and do not want to wake up.

I know I don't have time to lay with billie so I slowly climb out of bed.

although I wish I could stay.

this tour has been so exhausting.

it's been crazy to experience first hand, how hard billie actually has to work, even though it's a lot more laid back from her older tours.

I cannot imagine what baby billie went through.

this is going to be the first proper break in months.

every single day we're up early either travelling or jumping in suv's to different places.

I watch billie during her interviews, radio shows, tv appearances, wave to the crowds of thousands of fans and papas, waiting outside almost every single building and the arenas while we do soundcheck. 

we have time to eat and warm up and then we're getting ready straight away and then performing, only to either go to a hotel, which is rare, or jump straight onto the tour bus ready for the next state.

but tomorrow ill be home. 

for three weeks. 

I cannot wait. 

I definitely am not going to do much apart from see my family and sleep. 

I need a lot of fucking sleep. 

I tuck billie back up, kissing her forehead and quickly writing her a letter because I don't wanna wake her to say goodbye.

billie
im sorry I didn't wake you to say goodbye, I know you need your sleep and honestly, saying goodbye would be hard.
im gonna miss you, a lot. but I'll be back on tour in three weeks.
look after yourself, okay?
all my love, ember <3

I stay in billie's shirt and socks, grabbing my phone, heels and dress, glancing at billie one more time before leaving her hotel room, going back to the lift so I can go down to my original hotel room.

when I get outside the hotel room I realise I don't have my key so I knock on the door, praying that harry is awake.

finneas opens the door, rubbing his eye and smirks when he see's what im wearing.

"enjoy your night?"

"shut up" I push past him and into the room and harry is led on top of the bed in his boxers.

"you know we need to leave, right?"

"I know, I only need to throw some clothes on, but it looks like you need to shower"

"why?"

"you look like a panda and you have no pants on"

"bitch fuck you, I'll be ready in a second" I unzip my bag and grab a change of clothes and my toiletry bag, shutting myself in the bathroom.

as quick as I can, I change my clothes, brushing my teeth and washing my face, making sure I look presentable enough for the airport.

I still look like shit but it's not even six in the morning, im tired as hell.

im definitely gonna sleep the whole flight.

when I step back into the hotel room, finneas isn't in the room anymore and harry is dressed and ready.