Made For Each Other ~ B.E

12

                          B I     L L I     E

I sighed in frustration, the pencil gently hitting the paper; my book of lyrics and ideas—and my eyes closed as I appear to find myself struggling to piece together a song.

This always happens but, specifically today is where I get more aggravated than usual. So I close my book, taking a break and not letting my anger get to me. I quickly text Finneas, letting him know that I couldn't think of anything and he reminded me that we have time and that it's okay.

Finneas and I used to work on songs after a tour was over, we scuffled horrifically and stressed ourselves out. We've learned to start writing songs even when during a tour, so it'd take less time for the fans to hear a new album.

The small device from beside me pinged, an incoming FaceTime call from Aviana. Without any indecision, I answered the call with the pad of my thumb. Aviana and I stared for a little while at each other, shortly causing us to laugh afterwards. "Billie, you still coming over?"

I set my phone up on the counter; it being leant upon by a medium sized vase—and with a hearty giggle, I replied. "You miss me, hm? No greeting... I see how it is." Aviana smiled brightly, amused with my comment. "How about you come over this time?" I suggest, which she seems to have no problem in. After a little chat, I send Aviana the address to my house and wait for her upstairs in my room.

I have a tall-ish fence around my house, for security reasons, and trusted Aviana enough to tell her the code to unlock it. I trust her, and have no animosity towards her, each and every time we're together it's cherished and her energy is so welcoming.

It's one of the things I'm starting to love about her, her scent too. I can't really get it out of my head, weirdly.

It's kind of something I've been wanting to feel, I'm not really sure how to explain it. But it feels good, confusing, and a little scary because I don't know specifically on what that feeling could be.

I distracted myself from the thought; cleaning my house a little to smell a bit more refreshing, feeding Shark, my dog, his lunch and filling his bowl of water. By the time I've settled on the couch, drinking a glass of ice cold water... the door bell rung.

I jumped up with excitement, placing the glass on the table in front of me, and paddling my feet like a penguin over to the front door.

The doorknob twisted after I unlocked it, and opened greeting me with the presence of Aviana.

But when I got a glance at her face, she looked really tired and maybe a little sad. "Hey, you feeling okay?" I questioned softly, pulling her into a hug, which she seemed to tighten.

I frowned as she snuggled her head into the crook of my neck, only nodding at my question. She seemed to really need this hug. "Did you get any sleep?" Her eyes weren't droopy when I was on the phone with her so Aviana's appearance now, made me a little bit worried.

"Uhm," she hummed, sighing heavily. "I had nine or ten hours of sleep but, something happened while I was driving here." I raised a brow in curiosity, feeling her warm breath tickled against my neck... slightly causing me tighten my grip around her upper waist. "Do you wanna talk about it or no?"

"I.. I had a small anxiety attack on the rode. I'm okay though, it happens and my attacks tend to make me tired." She spoke honestly, slowly moving to look up at me. I suppose she was looking for a reaction, but I didn't want to look any certain way for her to overthink so I spoke before she could.