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i didn't think i would find myself sitting on a rooftop without the urge to throw myself off it, but here we are.

now you might be thinking...billie after everything that's happened, why don't you?

we'll i'm not up here alone.

and at the moment, feel the safest and most content.

harry and i have been sitting with our legs dangled over the edge of the building, resting on the railing, just looking at the night sky view.

but this was exactly what i needed.

it's nice to have harry here, knowing i don't need to try and force a nonsense conversation when all i wanna do i cry.

he's one of my comfort people and i after everything ive put him through, im so surprised he's here, by my side.

I was woken at 7am to someone pounding on my door. 

half asleep I crawled to answer the door, barely having slept at all after pete and liam left me alone in the hotel room.

and the smirky bastard was stood there with his duffel bag, a bag of pastries and coffee. 

'morning sunshine' was the first thing he said to me and I knew that I looked like shit. 

fuck, I probably looked as bad as I felt. 

but harry had admitted to me that he'd had a phone call from robert saying I need a friend and he quite literally dropped everything, got on the first red eye and came straight to my hotel room. 

because he's my best friend and that's what best friends do apparently. 

id known harry for a couple of years, meeting when I first went to the uk to perform in London back in 2018 for my 'where's my mind?' tour. 

and since then, we've been sending each other memes, selfies and have formed a bond I never thought possible. 

I mean, growing connections with people since growing my fame hasn't been easy, but meeting harry and kai was like a breath of fresh air.

and I was so lucky to meet them when I was still such a small artist. 

i love them both to death.

harry fed me pastries and followed me around all day while I continued with my press and my rehearsal for tomorrow nights show. 

he didn't mind that I didn't really wanna talk. 

he was just there for me. 

despite me being so exhausted I wanted to die, he suggested we go up to the rooftop and I jumped at the idea. 

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