GIRLFRIEND // B.E

thirteen.

•billie•

i coughed as i rolled over. i sneezed right after i coughed. i then let out a low groan, and i buried my head into my pillow.

i hate being sick.

not only am i sick, but i'm also home alone, which just great! my parents are on some business trip, and then finneas is out with his girlfriend.

or at least i think she's his girlfriend... they've been hanging out a lot and they've been on a few dates. hell, he wrote a song about her.

i adjusted myself again. i pulled my blanket all the way up to my chin and snuggled with it, though it didn't seem to help all that much with how cold i am.

i sighed before grabbing my phone. i scrolled through instagram for a while. i was then going to go to netflix to find some show to watch, but i was stopped by a phone call. i smiled as i saw "my zay 🫂" at the top of the screen.

i clicked the answer button before bringing my phone to my ear. "hi, mama."

"hi, bil! what are you doing right now?" zayda asked. "i miss you, and i wanna see you."

i bit back a smile. "yeah? i miss you too. i wanna see you too, but," i stopped as i started coughing. "i'm sick as hell; i don't want you getting sick too."

"nah, i'm coming over," she decided. "i'ma come over and take care of you."

"no, stay home; i don't want you getting sick," i insisted.

"too late; i'm already walking out of my house."

"zayyy," i dragged out in a bit of a whine. "stop, stay home! seriously, i don't want you getting sick too."

"i'll see you soon, bil," she said; just from the tone of her voice, i could tell that she was grinning. she ended the call.

i pulled my phone away from my ear, and i stared at the screen for a moment. i shook my head with a small laugh.

she's gonna be the death of me.

i readjusted myself again. i went to netflix and found a show to watch while i waited for zay to get here.

•••

"bil," zayda cooed softly.

my eyes fluttered open. once i woke up properly, i spotted zayda standing in my bedroom doorway.

"hi," i murmured sleepily.

"hi," she gave a small giggle as she walked towards me. "how are you feeling?"

"like shit."

i watched as she sat the bags that she had down. she sat on my bed beside me, and she placed her hand on my forehead. "you're burning up," she frowned. "poor baby."

"i'm freezing," i shook my head. "like, i literally feel like i'm gonna freeze to death."

she combed my hair away from my face. "well, i brought you a weighted blanket, if you want that to see if it'll help."

"yes, please," i mumbled with a small pout.

i watched as she got up. she pulled the blanket out of one of the bags she brought before laying it across me, on top of the blanket i was already using.

"are you hungry? i brought you some soup too."

i nodded. she got that out as well. she opened the lid and put a spoon in it before handing it to me. "thank you," i sighed. "you're the best."