another pretty december | b.e

twenty three

hi my babies, I missed uuuu

how are yall?

billie

we just landed in la

there's a separate car just to
pick you up, okay?

why
where tf am I going

my house
you tryna fuck or not?

dude are you fr
is that all you want?
im not coming over if you just
wanna fuck

why else would you wanna
come over?

are you serious?

yeah

bro
im not coming over
find someone else to fuck

don't you wanna come over?

I didn't say that
but i haven't seen you
in three weeks billie
i'm not coming over if you just
wanna fuck

right
I guess ill see you tomorrow then

yeah sure

is this bitch fucking serious?

billie facetimes me all the time, calls me and is always texting me and she has been for three weeks.

ive been so excited to actually see her now all we've done is talk to each other and this is what I come back too?

she just wants to fuck?

ive been waiting for this day since I left her asleep in bed and she just wants to fuck?

nah.

I shove my phone back into my pocket and look up at the belt, waiting for my suitcase to turn up.

"you okay?" harry asks from beside me and I shake my head, leaning my head against his chest.

"I hate feelings" I grumble against his chest and squeeze my eyes shut.

I shouldn't have spoken to billie.

why did I waste my time spending so much time actually getting to know her properly these past few weeks?

when this is what I come back too.

"what's happened?"

I look over to harry and sigh, glancing around to make sure no-one is close.

we're in the corner of the area where our bags are being dropped off, out of the way of the public until our security comes over to find us.

"you know who, is a bitch and I wanna go home"

"why? what has she said?" harry furrows his brows, glancing up to see if our bags have arrived.

"well I arranged for us to come a night early so I can see her tonight but she literally wants to fuck"

"you don't?"

"that's not the point harry, I wanted to just go over and see her, you know? give her the gifts I bought her but look at the way she fucking spoke to me" I pull my phone out of my pocket, pulling up the text messages and showing harry.

"she never speaks to you like that, what?"

"I know" I take my phone from him and shove it back in my pocket, not wanting to look at it. "I don't really care right now, im tired and wanna get out of here"