Alana's POV
Liv I drove me to the hospital quickly after Billie got taken away in an ambulance. I feel so fucking guilty. This is all my fault.
Olivia dropped me off and I ran inside.
"Finneas!" I call out to him as I walk into the waiting room in the hospital. I called him immediately to tell him what happened and he got there fast.
"Hey, Alana. It's good to see you." He stands up and hugs me. "It's nice to see you too." I tell him.
"Is she okay?" I ask Finneas.
"She has a few scratches, one cut that needed stitches on her shoulder and she has a slight concussion, but otherwise, she's perfectly fine. She's gonna be okay." He assures me.
"Finneas, this is all my fault. I told her-"
"It's okay, she told me what happened. She's not mad, Alana, just.. hurt." He sighs.
"I know," I hang my head, feeling disappointed in myself. "Can I see her?" I ask.
"Yeah, of course. She's sleeping right now. They're waiting until she wakes up to discharge her."
"Okay, thank you." I smile at him. He walks me through a door and down a hallway to Billie's hospital room. "Here. I'll be right in the waiting room if you need anything." Finneas walks back out and I walk into her room.
Poor girl has a scratches all on her arms and a few on her face. I'm a total idiot.
I sit down in the chair beside her bed and I fidget with my rings on my fingers. "Bil, I'm really sorry." I whisper to her even though she's asleep.
"I hurt you. I didn't mean to. This is all of my fault and I messed everything up again." I sigh.
"You know, I meant it when I said I still love you. I promise."
"I know you don't even know that I'm talking right now, but I just can't get over you. I told you to leave because I knew if I didn't, I'd end up doing something I regret. I still love my girlfriend, but I'm still fucking hung up on you. You mess with my fucking head, Eilish. You drive me insane." I admit, knowing she's not going to hear me.
A smile creeps onto her face and she opens her eyes. "Aw, love you me that much?" She pouts jokingly.
My eyes widen and I look down with flushed cheeks. "Um.. I didn't know you were awake." I mumble.
"Yup, I heard everything." She smirks.
"Don't get cocky and shit now." I lightly punch her arm and she winces in pain. "Fuck, Alana,"
"Shit, I'm sorry! I forgot you had that cut there and I didn't mean-"
"Relax, girl. You're fine." She laughs, rolling her eyes. "Just be gentle, yeah?"
Why did that kinda turn me o-
Okay, stop.
"Yeah, sorry." I nod nervously. "Don't be sorry, baby girl." She says.
Hold up a sec..
"Sorry, I'm on a shit ton of drugs right now. They put me on some wacky shit." She giggles lazily.
"Oh." I laugh awkwardly.
"Why are you so tense?" She furrows her eyebrows.
"I'm not tense." I say defensively. "Yeah, you are." She nods.
"I'm not."
"You are."
"I'm not."
"You are."
"I'm-"
An older woman walks in the room who I assume is Billie's doctor. "Ah, you're awake." She says, pulling out her clipboard. She turns to me and squints her eyes. "Oh, hello. Are you her.. girlfriend or..?"
"N-"
"Yeah, she is. Right, baby?" She looks at me with an innocent smile.
Fuck, why does she keep messing with me?
I gulp nervously and nod. "Grand." The doctor smiles. "Alrighty, then. I have your discharge papers here if you're feeling well enough to sign them. How are you doing?" She asks Billie.
"I'm feeling pretty good, actually." She tells her.
"Excellent! Any more dizziness or fatigue?"
"Nope. I just have a slight headache, but that's it. My shoulder hurts like a bitch, but not too bad." Billie says with a slight shrug.
"Expected. I'm sending over a painkiller prescription to your pharmacy to help with that and any more headaches." The doctor tells her. "Here are your papers. I'll be back in a few!" She smiles at the both of us before walking out of the room.
"What the fuck, Billie? 'Baby?' Seriously?" I scoff and she smirks. "You owe me. Wouldn't want to say my own girlfriend made me cry so much that I crashed into a streetlight, would I?"
I bite my lip and look down. "Bil, I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." My voice starts to crack and a few tears fall down my face.
"Aw, Lan, I didn't mean to make you cry. I'm sorry, I- I was just joking, I swear." She looks at me with worried eyes.
"Come here." She opens her arms and I hesitantly stand up and hug her.
I've missed Billie hugs.
"You did nothing wrong, Alana, okay? You had every right to shut me out." She cups my face in her hands. "You have a girlfriend and you were being loyal to her and I completely understand that. I was just.. hurt. I guess I was disappointed." She shrugs.
I look down at her lips. I so badly want to kiss her right now, but I can't. I clear my throat and pull away from her to stop myself. "Um, thanks, Billie. Again, I'm really sorry." I say to her.
"We're good." She waves it off and smiles.
"Billie, I do still love you, but I shouldn't. I need to get over you somehow. I'm in a relationship and this isn't right."
"You don't need to. If you don't want to, then don't. Alana, I'll wait for you. I'll always fucking wait for you." She promises me.
I feel my heart skip a beat and I bite my lip.
"You're always gonna have my heart, Alana. Whether you like it or not. I'll wait as long as I have to for you. I don't care if it's 10 days or 10 years. I'm waiting for you." She says.
Multiple promises were made tonight, but will we both keep them?
I'm not getting over her anytime soon.
Fuck, I should really call Malia.
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but you're all it takes for me to break a promiseee silly me to fall in love with youuu
guys i seriously cannot i love everything about this story 😭
i need alana and billie to stop being dumb bitches right the fuck now
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RomanceEven if it's just pretend, just pretend. Alana Williams is forced to do a fake PR relationship by her management, but she finds out her fake girlfriend is going to be Billie Eilish, one of her worst enemies. These feelings only are just fake though...