forbidden | b.e.

Make him jealous | 009

- B I L L I E -

I wake up to see Aurelia, fast asleep, laying on my chest. I went over to her dorm so we could hang out, but we both ended up falling asleep, I guess.

She's not making it any easier trying to get over her when she's asleep in my arms right now. Her chest slowly rises and falls while small breaths escape her mouth every few seconds.

I brush her hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ears. Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at me, giving me a sleepy smile.

God, I need to stop feeling this way about her.

"Oh, shit, sorry." She pulls away from me once she notices she's laying on me. "Don't worry about it." I laugh. "No, I shouldn't be doing that." She shakes her head. "Aurelia, we were asleep and didn't realize it, it's okay." I assure her. She mumbles something to herself that I can't hear and sighs. "Rae, are you alright?" I ask. "I'm fine." She says. "Um, anyways.. I forgot to ask you, but do you wanna come to Lorenzo's game with me and Gigi again tonight?" She asks me.

"I don't know about that.." I shake my head. "Look, I think you should give Lorenzo a chance. I think he'll apologize." She tells me. "Fine." I roll my eyes playfully, making a small grin appear on her face. "Thank you." She hugs me tightly. "Anything for you, love." I smile at her. I feel goosebumps raise on her skin and I furrow my eyebrows. "Are you okay?" I laugh softly. "What? Oh, yeah.. I'm fine." She chuckles nervously. "Okay." I brush it off, although I'm not fully convinced.

"Ugh, I'm fucking stressed trying to write lyrics right now. I'm literally stumped on this one song." I groan since that's been on my mind a ton lately. "Is there anything that can help with your stress or something?" She asks as she sits up. "Head." I say shamelessly. Aurelia's face turns red, making me laugh. "Chill, I'm playing. Plus, I know you're not as innocent as you seem, Miss Green." I roll my eyes. "What do you mean..?" She asks.

"Number one, that one day you came over my house, limping because you got your shit fucked up. Number two, that." I point over to a box under dresser. You can guess what's in there. "Fuck, please tell me you didn't look in there." She face palms. "You were in the shower and I was bored." I shrug. "Billie!" Her jaw drops. "You're a lil freaky, huh?" I laugh and she buries her head in her pillow. "Ugh, you're probably gonna never shut up about this." She groans loudly.

"Nope, I'm not. Should I shout it from the rooftops too?" I ask dramatically, teasing her. "Fuck you." She chuckles. "Ugh, please. I'm so serious about needing head." I huff. "And I'm so serious about being straight with a boyfriend." She rolls her eyes. "You've never even thought about it before?" I ask. "I mean, there was one time where I thought I was into girls, but really, I think I just wanted to be them." She laughs.

Denial.

"Hm," I nod. "What was that 'hm' for?" She asks. "Nothing." I shrug. "No, tell me." She urges. "Nope." I laugh. "You need me to force it out of you or some shit?" She raises an eyebrow. "Damn, in what way?" I smirk. "Alright, I'm gonna shut up now." She hides her face again, most likely blushing again. She gets flustered literally so easy that it's honestly funny to watch.

She freezes up when the slightest 'embarrassing' topic comes up. It's cute, though.

No, she has a boyfriend. Shut the fuck up, Billie.

I know there's nothing I can do about it, but I wish there was.

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