LVI

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| Olivia's POV |

I didn't quite expect to wake up bright and early in the morning, especially in Billie's room of all places. I sat up and immediately smelled breakfast being cooked downstairs. I stood up, wobbling slightly before rushing to her bathroom and hurling up the amount of alcohol I drank last night.

I am so hung over. Ugh.

I couldn't leave the bathroom for at least 10 minutes but when I was finally finished, I washed my face and grabbed a spare toothbrush, brushing my teeth. I decided to steal some of Billie's clothes — throwing her basketball shorts on with an oversized ICP shirt as well.

I slid around on my socks throughout her giant hall. Billie's house was huge if you hadn't already guessed. I approached the kitchen to immediately hear Pink + White by Frank Ocean being played and seeing the Billie Eilish dancing around.

She was wearing grey sweatpants and a Lakers jersey over a plain black t-shirt. I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall, watching her. I could already feel a headache forming from last night.

Billie turned around and slightly jumped back when she saw me. "Shit- hey, you're up. How'd you sleep? Need this?" She tossed me a bottle of advil and I caught it before it slammed into my face.

"Yeah." I sighed as I sat down at the table. Billie turned the stove off before sitting beside me. I glanced at her. "I remember last night, don't worry."

"I'm not worried about that." She chuckled lightly before hesitantly running her fingers across the table, landing on top of mine. "I uh, I'm really sorry, Liv."

"It's fine-"

"No. My turn to talk." She shut me up and I gave her the benefit of doubt. "I'm scared, not as much now but kind of. I didn't want to jump into anything with you but- but it didn't mean that I didn't like you, you know?" Billie smiled nervously. "I do like you, Liv, but you're also my best friend. And we're Y/N's best friends. I was hesitant because if things didn't work out, I'd lost a great friendship with you and her. I didn't want that. Plus, I've never had a real relationship with a woman before so it's kinda uh nerve wracking."

"I get it. Trust me. I'm not even gay." I laughed, watching her face fall a little. "What I meant is, I'm not really into girls. But I know that I like you and that's all I care about. Not what I label myself."

Our fingers slowly intertwined together, a smile etching across my face. "Me too." I looked into her bright, ocean eyes before they widened. "Shit!"

I laughed as she did a cute run to the oven, grabbing some mitts before pulling out a sheet that had a couple of burnt balls on it. "So?"

Billie scratched the back of her neck sheepishly. "No biscuits then." I snorted and watched her playfully glare at me. "You distracted me."

"I did?!" I gasped with a smile, seeing Billie nod with her bottom lip trapped between her teeth.

"Yes you did." She grabbed my face gently, her voice dropping to a whisper. "By being so damn beautiful."

I blushed and pushed her away. "Get me breakfast, I'm hangry. And those pancakes look good." Billie chuckled before grabbing me a plate.

"What else?" She asked.

I examined the food. "Sausage, eggs, bacon, and one piece of toast. Don't burn it." She rolled her eyes before playing my food for me.

"You're so American." Billie joked as she got her own plate, the vegan version basically and sat beside me. I hummed with a toothless grin, shoving a piece of toast in her mouth to shut her up.

We both stopped when we heard the doorbell being rapidly rung. Billie shared a confused glance with me before we stood up in unison, walking towards the door.

| Y/N's POV |

"Y/N?" Billie answered the door with Olivia by her side.

"Did you two make up? Yeah? Good, because I really need your help." I shoved my way inside, Billie shutting the door as Olivia held my extremely shaky hands.

"Bubs, you're shaking like crazy." Bil stated softly, concern flashing through her eyes. Liv did the same, stroking her thumbs across the back of my hands, trying to bring some comfort to me.

"What's wrong, hon? Tell us." Liv softly reassured.

Tears were already forming in my eyes as I said this, reaching into my back pocket to grab something and place it face down in their hands. Billie was the first to flip it over, swiping Liv. Their eyes widened at the same time — the biggest I've ever seen before.

"You're pregnant?!"

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A/N:
im gonna dye my hair red soon yall 😋
face reveal after? 👀

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