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be my girlfriend.

Billie and Y/N have been stuck in the talking phase for what felt like forever.

The pair pretty much acted and treated one another like they'd been married for years, but that wasn't the case at all.

They'd never admit it, but both Billie and Y/N wanted nothing more than to call the other their own.

Whenever Y/N wanted to ask Billie to be her girlfriend, she'd freeze. What if a simple question ruined their whole dynamic?

Billie however, feared commitment. But deep down, she knew being in a relationship with Y/N was everything she could dream of.

The two girls walked hand in hand around Central Park, the winters air causing them to be wrapped up in layers of clothing.

Billie took her hand away from Y/N's to adjust the beanie that sat on her head.

"Do you want a hot chocolate?" Y/N asked Billie as she spotted a coffee van not too far in the distance.

"I'll get one if you get one," Billie replied, reconnecting their hands once more.

Making their way towards the van, Y/N couldn't help but lean her head against Billie's shoulder as they walked.

"Hi, could we please just get two hot chocolates? One on almond milk
please." Billie spoke to the employee.

When it came time to pay, Y/N went to hand Billie cash. Pretending not to notice the gesture, Billie swiped her card.

"Billie! I have money." Y/N tells her sternly.

"I know, I don't want it." Billie chuckles.

They stand to the side as their drinks are prepared.

"Give me a hug." Y/N tells the raven haired girl, still holding notes of money in her hand.

"I would, but I know you're gonna try do that corny shit and put money in my back pocket like the movies."

With a roll of her eyes, Y/N has no choice but to stash the money back in her purse.

"'kay, is that better?"

"Much better." Billie smiles, pulling the smaller girl in for a hug.

"The two hot chocolates?" The employee called out to them.

Billie quickly pecked Y/N on the cheek before parting to grab the drinks with a quick 'Thank you'.

"This one's yours," She handed Y/N her cup.

Billie and Y/N eventually found a bench to settle down at.

Y/N sat with her knees bent and feet planted on the bench, leaning into Billie's side as she sipped on the warm, sweet drink.

"Much better, I thought my insides were going to freeze!" She expressed.

Billie laughs, "Mine too, I've been accustomed to Los Angeles weather my whole life and now I'm living here."

"I still don't understand why you left LA for New York." Y/N sighs.

"Just a change of pace. Plus, it's pretty here." Billie tells her.

"Even with all the rats?" Y/N jokes.

"Even with all the rats. And y'know what makes it prettier?"

"What?"

"You."

Embarrassed, Y/N pulls the hood of her jacket over her head, covering the burning pink covering her face.

"Come on, don't go all shy on me now Y/N." Billie laughs, pulling back the hood.

"Stop being such a flirt." Y/N mumbles jokingly.

"I don't want to be a flirt, I want to be your girlfriend." Billie says, biting her tongue immediately after.

Y/N froze.

"What?"

"Be my girlfriend, Y/N. Please." Billie grabs the other girls hand, giving it a squeeze.

A silence falls upon them, making Billie think she'd said the wrong thing. However, this thought didn't last for long.

"I was supposed to be the one to ask you!" Y/N laughs, "I just always got too nervous to actually do it."

"Ask me now then." Billie suggests.

"Billie, will you be my girlfriend?" Y/N asks with a giggle.

"Of course I'll be your girlfriend." Billie smiles, connecting their lips together, the both of them smiling in the kiss.

"I wanna kiss your lips, not your teeth loser." Y/N teases.

"Says you, you're grinning like the cheshire cat."

"What can I say? Why wouldn't I be smiling when I'm with my girlfriend?"

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