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Chapter 11

"Billie, I have to go get ready." I squill as Billie picks me up swinging me around and lays me on bed crawling on top of me. "your so mean."

"Your so cute." he kisses my nose. "you better came with me today, we can chill at the studio and then we can go over clothes options."

"I love it when you talk business with me." I say sarcastically flattering my eye lashes.

"Turn you on babe?" he chuckles, Billie stands up and pulling me up with him. his arms wrap around me and chin sits on the top of my head

"No." I lean up and kiss Billie sweetly. "its smells like dope in here. as much as I loved last night, we have to tone it down sometimes and I guess our high and drunk selves don't realise that."

"It could've been worse." And it's he right, anything should've happened that ended up with our little secret open to the world.

Billie looks down at me and kisses me, but there's a knock on the door. "dad." Billie looks at me and shrug my shoulders not knowing what to do. "dad."

Billie points at the bathroom and I sprint over there quietly closing the door. "come in Jakob."

"I'm going to Max and Coles with Joey. I would invite Ryan but it just doesn't seem like a good idea right now." I obviously can't see what's going on to actually have a full understanding of the situation but by the sounds of it Jakobs upset about it all.

"Ok, you better head off then. tell your brother we won't be home to late, we have a lot of work to go over and Ryan needs to do her part as well." The door closes and the bathroom one opens, Billie stands there and opens his arms for me to hug him and I do. "that was close." he mumbles into my shoulder.

"I'll be back." I kiss Billies cheek before running downstairs to the guest room where all my stuff is now. it wasn't my choice to move it, I didn't even move any of it and I can thank Joey for that.

Getting ready is like a chore in its self. Being with the boys you need to look your best, their famous and with fame comes paparazzi and the media. usually I'm just a jeans and band tee kind of girl, I still am but I can't just throw up my hair and not do my makeup without being judged. The worst part is every one make assumptions about who I am.

It looks like I'm done here. my hair straightened, my makeups natural apart for the overdone eyeliner and mascara, my super tight black jeans find its usual place on my body and one of Billies many black tops that a little long and falls half way down my thigh, converse and leather jacket finish the outfit.

"You look hot." I turn around in fright and see billie leaning against the door frame with arms crossed and I smirk on his face.

"How long have you been there for?" how did he manage to be that quite since he's such a loud over the top person? but that's the way I like him.

"Long enough to know what underwear your wearing." I look Billie up and down, I notice that we are pretty much matching with the outfits I choose and honestly I don't give a fuck.

"Come on hot stuff lets go." I grab my bag and phone of the bed and walk past Billie taking his hand in the process. "I sent tre and mike the photos of what they have to wear so we don't have to stop at theirs."

"Your on a roll today, now I remember why I hired you." no Billie you heard me because your old 'stylist' went on maternity leave and you were desperate.

"Let's go Billie Joe." Billie quickly picks up the car keys as I drag him to the garage so we can leave.

"Referencing?"

"You know it." I wink. Billie starts the car and quickly leans over to kiss me, the garage door goes up and we head to the front gate where the paparazzi are all hanging around. "thank you security."

"Well they'll get arrested if they pass the gate, private property." He takes his hands away from me and put them on the wheel, where as I pretend to look at my phone and not give a fuck about people surrounding us.

"But I still don't trust them at all." I mumble quickly gazing up to see where we are.

"Neither do I but it's part of my life now, I love what I do and it makes up for all the shit that comes with it." Billies hand runs up my thigh before slipping into my own and resting on my lap.

The whole ride is silence, right up to when Billie parks and Tre runs over to the car banging on the window. sitting in the studio can be boring but with these three guys it's the most amazing experience ever.

"RYAN." Tre yells jumping on me as I lay on couch listen to the guys practice.

"Yes Tre my love." I sit up seeing Mike and Billie over at a piano, Tre continues to sit on me with a puppy dog face on.

"Tell Billie he has to go with you first, I'm busy and so Is mike." I have no idea is he on about.

"Billie come on." I stand up walking out of the room and to where we have meetings. "finally alone." I mumble moving closer to him and wrapping my arms around him.

"We have 15 minutes, think we can manage?"Billie smirks lifting me onto the table.

"That plenty of time."

His lips slam into mine lifting up my top taking it off throwing it across the room as I fiddle with his pants.