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CALLING Y/N THE WRONG NAME

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I know I know
A bitch hasn't updated in lord how long 💔

Guys im like 19 and still obsessed so why not ?

"Hey guys," Billie whispered, face half-lit by her phone camera. "It's one in the morning, and Y/N's downstairs knocked out in the guest room. She swear she's the queen of pranks, but tonight I'm getting her back."

She turned the MacBook toward the lens. "So, I saved my own number as Layla and sent myself a few texts so it looks like somebody been messaging me."

Layla: you up baby?
Layla: miss you already 💋
Layla: can't stop thinking about you

Billie grinned. "When she comes upstairs, I'm gonna 'accidentally' call her Layla. She gon' think I'm talking to somebody else. If she don't flip, I'll be shocked."

She leaned close to the camera. "I love her, but this one might get me in trouble. Let's go."

Billie slipped under the blanket, dimmed the light, and pretended to scroll her phone.

A few minutes later, the stairs creaked.

"Bae why you up so late?"Y/N's sleepy voice called.

"Just couldn't sleep "Billie said softly.

Y/N came in, dragging her blanket behind her, eyes half closed. She crawled into bed, resting her head on Billie's chest.
"Well I love you, let's go to bed together maybe that would help " she mumbled.

"Love you too, Layla, thank you let's go to sleep " Billie whispered.

Y/N's eyebrows twitched. "?"

"Huh?" Billie said, pretending to yawn.

"Nothin'. Maybe I'm tripping." Y/N said while turning in the other directing

They both got quiet again. The room was dark except for Billie's phone screen glowing faint blue. Then Billie murmured under her breath, "Layla, come here." Grabbing Y/N to sleep closer to her since she had turned around.

This time Y/N froze. "Bitch what you just said?"
" please dont play with right now , it's 1am bro "

Billie scrolled casually. "What?"

"You said Layla again." Y/N sat up now, rubbing her eyes. "Who's Layla tf ?"

Billie shrugged. "Nobody said that shit you always want to argue ."

"Don't play with me," Y/N said, more awake now. "I heard you."

"Girl, you hearing things. Go back to sleep."

" imma beat you ass I'm not schizophrenic how, Show me your phone."

"I- What? Why?"

"Because if you don't imma beat yo ass back to highland park LA, Y/N snapped. "Let me see it."

Billie kept her grip tight on the phone, still acting calm. "You doing to much lay."
" who?" " bitch you finna learn to stop playing with me Y/N tried to snatch the phone but billie grabbed it back.

" bro you doing way to much I'm tryna go to sleep " billie said

"Hoe you was just talking about how you couldn't sleep, Give me the phone, Billie."

"No."

"Bitc-?"

Before Y/ N could finish billie phone buzzed right on cue—Layla 💋: miss you already.

Y/N froze. "What's that?" She grabbed at the phone, Billie trying not to laugh but holding it back.

"Wait—"

"You think you slick No, I seen that shit!" Y/N's she pulled it from her hand.

She stared at the screen. Two messages glowed.

Layla: can't wait to see you again
Layla: miss you already 💋

Y/N looked at Billie, eyes wide and hurt. "You really sitting here texting somebody? You called me her name twice, you weird as fuck. What the fuck ?"

Billie stammered, "It's not what it looks like—"

"Not what it looks like? You think I'm stupid?" Y/N's voice rose. "You gon' lie to my face?"

Billie tried to speak, but Y/N's anger was spilling out now—rapid, emotional, shaking. "You out here talking to some Layla, and I'm downstairs like a fool? Nah, you got me messed up."

She pushed off the bed, pacing toward the door. "I can't even look at you right now." She says pushing billie

Billie jumped up, holding the phone out. "Wait, wait, look at this!"

Y/N kept moving toward the door. "Billie, don't touch me—"

"No, look! Look at the number!" Billie scrolled up fast, showing the screen to her. "It's me. I texted myself! It's fake!"

Y/N blinked, breathing heavy. "What?"

Billie turned the phone so she could see the number. It matched her own. "There's no Layla. It was a prank."

Y/N stared for a second, processing, then covered her face with her hands. "You really played with my emotions for a prank?"

Billie let out a shaky laugh. "I didn't think you'd get that mad."

Y/N glared through her fingers. "You almost made me cry, Billie."

Billie moved closer, wrapping her arms around her from behind. "I know, I'm sorry. I love you."

Y/N shook her head but smiled a little. "You're sleeping on the couch."

Billie grinned. "Worth it."

She turned back to the camera, voice still soft and breathless.
"Y'all, do not try that at home. That almost ended our whole relationship."

Y/N laughed through her sniffles. "Almost?"

"Almost," Billie said, kissing her cheek.

" bitch fuck you and team billie " she responded

" well fuck you too "

" alright alright , make sure you guys like comment and subscribe " billie said

" dont like shit this bitch post " Y/N said

They both laughed

The camera blinked red once, then shut off.