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Your POV:
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The sounds of faint scrambling and items hitting against the walls of our room, "Ugh..." Filled from my lungs as I sat up, my eyes squinted at the locks of hair falling into my view.Along with my drowsiness.
The room was still dark, covered by the curtains against the windows. "Mmm.."
A sigh from my nose filled the light silence before I outstretched my arms into the air hearing the bed cracking beneath me.
My head spins about until my eyes come down onto the female laying next to me. "Oh fuck!" He silently scared myself, placing a hand against my chest.
It was just Billie,
Another sigh decided to just leave my body, my eyes ending up landing on her facial features as she slightly adjusted the blanket so it uncovered her face.
I felt my hand against my mouth with my teeth lightly biting onto my finger. My eyes adjusted to each thing I found perfect on her face- which was... everything.
I don't know why but now. I realize how beautiful-
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She is...
Jesus fucking Christ. "What is wronng with me.." I asked myself. Actually Aloud.
Billie fluttered her eyes open, "Wait.." She husked out. I quickly turned to her, feeding my stomach drop. "Uh.." I say, keeping my eyes to hers once they look into mine.
Those fucking eyes bro,
I blink rapidly and shake my head, pushing back my harsh expression. "Nothing, what's it to ya?" I snorted at her, pushing my hair up out of my face.
Billie furrowed her brows, "Well excuse me for asking why the fuck you woke me up," She hissed, her own drowsiness getting to her as she turned over and hugged her pillow.
I groan, "Are we leaving soon?" I asked, getting up and out of the bed and walked over to the curtains that blinded the sun from entering the room. If I were to open it, the sun would beam right into Billie's face.
A smirk appeared onto my face.
My hands fisted the curtains, seeing the light blazing through the small cracks of the split. The ends then were spread apart and a large beam of light was now let into the room.
I quickly stand out of the way and stare to Billie with a smirk.
All of a sudden Billie hissed loudly as she covered her face with the blanket that had covered the both of us the night before. "What the fuck bro?!" She grumbled as she closed her eyes beneath the sheet.
"Sorry," I chuckle, "Jus thought this room could use some light?" I told to her as I head back over to the bed.
Billie sat up. "You asshole," She grumbled before getting up and off the bed to go cover the painful sun by the curtains once again and shut them. "I'm fucking tired and don't wanna get up," She whined to me.
"We can get going later, Maybe tomorrow. Lemme just rest. Please?" She said in much softer tone.
"Fine,"
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Billie had slept in most of the day, just lazing about in the bed. Her hair was messy and she still somehow kept that ... beautiful look.....
I sat on the bed next to her, my eyes to the Tv that had played one of my favorite shows.
The bed started to shake. I turn my head to look at Billie who was now laying on her side and facing me with a arm holding his head up while the other laid to her side.
"Y/N." I heard her speak. I sigh softly through my nose and turn my head towards her, "What?" I say with a bit of an attitude. Not intentional.
Billie arched her eyebrows at me, "Okay first, chill with the attitude and second, why are you so pretty?" She asked.
The fuck? Is this girl high?
"Uhm, Are you high?" I asked her, my arms sliding up beneath my breasts in a crossing.
Billie shook her head. "No, No." She told, "I just, am now realizing you really are pretty and I mean that from the heart." Bullshit.
I roll my eyes with a soft scoff at her, "Did I fuck up your brain or something?" I asked her. She shook her head once again, "Bro, No. Jus listen to me," She snorted and sat up.
I raise my eyebrow at her, confused. "Billie you're freaking me out," I tell her, setting my hands into my lap.
"No, This whole trip so far has been us hating one another and now that I'm sitting here, watching and seeing almost everything you do, It doesn't matter what angle you're in, You're fucking... beautiful."
My heart stops, never been told this before. "Billie.." I say in a soft whisper. She tilts her head. "What's gotten into you?" I ask, "You said it yourself, we spent most of this just hating one another," I refer back to what she had just said.
Billie sighed quickly at me cutting her off by my second response, "I know and to be honest, I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me," She told me, "I just can fucking tell you that I see you differently.." She told.
My expression softens and so does my heart rate. But also, it beats roughly. It sent warm sensations down my body.
"Billie, I-" I went to speak, but felt the heat from her body getting closer to mine. It freaked me the fuck out. I watched her inch closer and my quickly launched itself onto her chest to keep her back, "Billie...I," I kept trying,
My face started to heat up, it obviously having to be red by the way I saw Billie smirking. "What are you doing to me?.." I ask her, my eyes squinting.
"I'm ..." She went to say,
"Not doing anything," She then answered.
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Billie's POV:
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My plan is working.The way I can just make her lose her train of thought means everything is working. Now I just gotta see if she'll kiss me..
"Y/N," I speak up, "Let's go do something to forget what we're here for.." I say softly, feeling the hand against my chest actually slide up onto my shoulder. "Like what?"
"I know someone here," I tell her, "His name is Que," I tell her, "He can hit us up with that good shit." I tell her, smirking softly. My hand going up to hers that rested against my collarbone.
"That does actually sound like a good Idea.." She says which causes my smirk only to grow wider.
This will be easy.
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Ha! Okay! Shorter chapter but, I hope you guys enjoyed! I really like how this story is playing itself and I hope you do too!What do you think is gonna happen? Will Billie keep playing you? Or will she iactually- start getting feelings? Lemme know!
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Fiksi PenggemarA difunctional romance between two opposites. A spy and a agent. Good meets bad. Bad meets good. There's no way for them to come together, ...right?