I snuck a picture of Billie because her outfit was very much giving me palpitations. "No trust me I have enough clothes". I shook my head at the four items she was trying to get me to try on.
"They would look so good on you". She pleaded. I sighed and grabbed the items. They were some very good pieces of clothing but I still had boxes of clothes in Ellie's garage.
I put the clothing items on one by one. With each getting a very good reaction from Billie. She was left speechless. Her eyes burning a hole in my crotch. "Okah stop eye fucking me eilish".
"No". Billie said with a smile. "Now try this on". She handed me a pair on glasses. "Nah they look better on you". I put them on her and she looked like a very hot sub.
"See I was right". I stood behind her looking into the body mirror.
We've been out thrifting for a while. Waiting to go see a house near Omar's neighborhood. I wanted an actual house now. And I didn't want to rent it. I was ready to buy it.
"Thank you". She turned to look at me with that smile and her smile lines only added to the cuteness.
"You're welcome Eilish". Someone knocked on the dressing room door making us both jump back slightly. We both walked out of the dressing room changed into your clothes and giggling like teenagers.
Billie and I have been hanging out recently. Not a lot. Just maybe once in a while. Okay maybe a little more. But she's the best to be around. She has so much joy and happiness it's contagious.
"I'll take just this one". I showed her the jeans and left the rest hanging. She rolled her eyes. "Lameee". As we were about to pay I grabbed my card but before I could even get it out to the sleeve she tapped her card.
"You sneaky little thing". We walked out of the thrift store with smiles. "Billie". I put my hat on along with my sunglasses. I didn't want them to see me. This wasn't for Billie's privacy she didn't care. It was for me.
I don't want my mom's house to get stalked again. That was genuinely terrifying now that I look back at it.
Billie didn't say a word she just opened the door for me and got into the drivers seat. She honked at the paparazzi who was right behind her car. They moved after she laid on the horn.
"Bitches". She mumbled under her breathe.
"Damn okay miss bad girl".
"Oh shut up". I saw that little side smile and she hit my thigh.
"You might make it onto my post". I smiled scrolling through today's pictures.
"Go ahead. Just send me the one I look the best in".
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"Trunk ass". I showed her quickly before scrolling past it. "As if".
