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Alana's POV

TMZ
Alana Williams has been caught kissing another girl while she has a new relationship with Billie Eilish. Williams spoke out in a statement denying the cheating rumors.

"The girl in the photo was one of my friends who kissed me without warning. I'm not a cheater and never will be. Billie and I's relationship is going strong and I'm grateful for my fans supporting me along the way through these allegations. My friendship with the girl is over and this will not be happening again." Williams said.

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I'm so fucking tired of being famous. Literally everything I do goes without being unseen. Don't get me wrong, I'm so grateful for everything I've gotten out of my fame, but I wish my privacy was respected more.

Billie is coming over right now and I'm literally freaking out. I just know she's gonna be pissed.

I don't even know why it's such a big deal to her when we're literally not even dating. Well, not dating for real. But still, it's weird.

There's a knock at my door and I get up from the couch, where I was sitting with Rocky, and he follows me to the door.

I open the door to see a very unamused Billie.

"Um, hi. Come in." I say, moving to the side so she can walk in and she does.

I walk back over to the living room and she follows me, sitting down beside me on the couch.

"So? What's the explanation?" She asks.

"No, 'Hello' or 'How are you?'" I ask with a laugh.

"Alana, I'm not fucking around. This could've been really bad for our careers." She says angrily.

"Billie, I'm sorry, alright? I didn't mean for this to happen!" I shout.

"Whatever. What the fuck is going on?" She asks me again.

"Okay well, not long before we started our PR relationship, I started dating this girl I met a bit earlier this year, Brooklyn, and I never told anyone cause I didn't want to get in trouble and I just wanted a private relationship for once." I start and she nods. "We decided to go out and we acted just like friends, you know? But we went to an area where we thought we were alone, but the paparazzi secretly took photos of us while we were kissing, and now all this shit happened." I explain.

"You could've told me you had a fucking girlfriend, it's not that hard." She says.

"Billie, I know." I sigh. "I just didn't want Steve to freak out about it, you know how he is sometimes."
I say to her.

"Still, it could've been between us." She says and I nod, looking away from her.

Randomly, there's another knock at my front door. I didn't think anyone was coming over today.

"Who's that?" Billie asks.

"I honestly don't know. Let me go check." I shrug, getting up and walking to the door.

I open it and see my girlfriend, Brooklyn, standing there.

Oh shit.

I take a step further into the hallway of my apartment building and close the door a bit so she doesn't see Billie.

"Um, uh, baby, what are you doing here?" I laugh awkwardly.

"Just wanted to come see you. I missed you!" She smiles.