Welcome to New York | 030

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                                  Alana's POV

"Lana, where are we gonna go today?" Olivia asks me from the bathroom in our hotel room, where she's doing her makeup.

"Umm.. I don't know, honestly." I shrug.

We've been in NYC for 2 days already, and I love it here. I've always wanted to live in the city, so it's been super fun to come visit.

"We could go to Times Square or something and go shopping or whatever." She suggest.

"Oh, yeah, that sounds fun." I nod.

She comes out of the bathroom and looks at my phone on the nightstand. "Damn, Lan, your phone is going off a lot." She laughs.

"Yeah, I didn't see who it was yet." I tell her.

She picks it up and glances at it with her eyes widened as she hands it to me.

Billie.

She's been texting me so much lately and I don't know why. She's acting.. clingy almost?

It's weird as fuck.

iMessage:

                                     Billie Eilish

hii

i miss you when are
you coming back
                                                                        you miss me?
yeah
                                                                                            oh
                                                         
                                                          i come back in 3 days
okay

are you and olivia
having fun?
                                                                                       mhm
good i'm glad
                                                      i'll text you later, okay?
alright

bye lani
                                                                                          bye


Irl:

Okay, what the fuck is that name? I thought she was doing that just to spite me, but now she's actually using it? I know we're friends or whatever now, but she's acting so different.. almost... too nice?

I always overthink so much, I don't know why I always think something bad is coming. I'm probably just nervous to admit that I have feelings for her.

I don't want to.. but I do.

"Alana, what did she say?" Olivia asks me.

"She says she misses me and she called me Lani. She did that at first just to piss me off, but no one calls me that except for her. It's so weird, Liv." I sigh and lay back on my bed, putting my head in my hands.

"I feel like that's so unlike her. What if she just really likes you?" She queries.

"But, it's Billie, Olivia! I don't want her to like me, but at the same time, I'd be hurt if she didn't like me because I don't know how to feel about my feelings. I'm literally so stressed out over this." I groan.

"Why don't you do what you do best to express your feelings?" She suggests.

"What do you mean?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Write a song about her. I'm not saying you have to release it or anything, just to get your feelings out, you know?" She says.

"No, I can't write a song about her because that would show how bad my feelings are and I don't want to do that." I shake my head.

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