Ocean Eyes - B.E.

Chapter 9- Morning

Billies POV

I woke up with Zara wrapped around me, she's so cute. I carefully untangled myself from her grip and headed downstairs. I knew she was going to be hella hungover so I made her a hangover helper. I poured some water into a glass with some honey and lemon. It always helped me, although I never drink that much anymore.

All I could think about was what Zara said to me last night. Yeah, she was drunk, but she seemed pretty serious. She is sweet, kind and caring. Everything I imagine in a partner. But she was drunk.

Zaras POV

I woke up with a pounding headache. Damn, I got fucked up last night. Why did I do that, I never do that. Sure I drink here and there but getting hammered was nothing I ever wanted to do, not after everything that's happened to me in the past.

I got up from my bed and I walked downstairs  to find Billie sitting at the counter waiting for me to wake up.

"How you feeling?" she asked.

"Like shit." I laughed

"Here I made you this." She handed me a drink. I took a sip.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"Mhm of course," she answered.

I continued to drink the water and could see she was acting weird. I know what I said last night, and I don't regret it, but I don't know how she feels about it.

"So...uh..last night," I said slowly, "I truly meant it. I really like you, a lot, and it's okay if you don't feel the same but I just needed to tell you because I can't hide my feelings anymore and I-"

She smashed her lips into mine cutting me off. I matched her rhythm. She broke away, and I wish she didn't.

"Does that explain how I feel?" she laughed.

"Uh huh," I said still shocked.

We both laughed.

"I like you too Zara, and I honestly didn't know if you felt the same, so thank you for telling me," she smiled.

I grabbed her hand, "You're perfect."

She blushed and squeezed my hand, "Not as perfect as you."
Then I saw her expression change.
"I need to tell you something. Whatever happens between us, no one can know. Not for right now. It's kinda hard to explain but just promise me."

"I promise"

We spent the day hanging out and watching movies, well not watching much of the movies. I laid my head on her chest and she stroked my hair, I couldn't imagine a more perfect day. As night fell, Billie had to leave.

"I'll text you later," she said heading out the door.

"Okay, I'll be waiting!"

We both giggled as I closed the door behind her. Damn, that girl. I headed up to my room to write my feelings like I usually do when I can't express my thoughts as much in situations where a lot goes through my head.

Billies POV

I walked into my house with a huge grin on my face.

"Someone's bubbly," Finneas said looking at me.

"I have the right to be. Today was the best day of my life," I smiled.

"And whys that?" He questioned.

"Zara, she likes me. Like a lot. We kissed. And she's perfect and I can't stop thinking about her and-"

"Bil, I'm proud of you," Finneas said with a grin but I saw the grin turn into a serious expression, "but you know you got back on tour in a few weeks."

"Fuck. I forgot, but I can't let this girl slip away from me. Not like before, she's different."

"I know. I can tell. But you have to prepare her, promise me?"

"I promise," I said as I hugged him. I can always count on Finneas to be there for me no matter what.

"Please don't tell mom or dad about this either. Just let them think we are friends for now, i'm just not ready."
He nodded.

I headed to my room and laid on my bed and pulled out my phone to text Zara:

Me
Hey, whatcha doing?

Zara💓
Nothin. Just working on something. HBU?

Me
Just laying in bed. When can I see your cute face again🥰?

Zara💓
Mmmm😌how bout tomorrow night?

Me
Sounds perfect. See you then💗

I put my phone down because I wanted to work on some music so I pulled out my book and started writing.

Zaras POV

I heard my sister walk in.

"Z, I'm back!" my mom called as I walked downstairs.

"Hi." I said as I fiddled with my fingers

"Can I talk to you?" I asked nervously.

"Of course," she said.

We walked over to the couch and sat down.

"Um so, I have feelings for someone...",I struggled to say. I haven't really told her that I'm bi.
"But that someone is a girl..." I managed to get out the words I've been waiting so long to say. Tears filled my eyes.

"Awe, Z. I don't care who you love. I just want you to be happy because that makes me happy." she smiled wiping my tears. "You love who you love Z, and I except that."
"Shit," I said as I remember what Billie told me, "please don't tell anyone it's this whole thing-"
"Z I won't. Promise"
"Thank you. I love you." I gave her a hug.

"So who is this girl?" Celia questioned.

"Yeah about that." I smiled. "It may or may not be Billie Eilish"

My sister looked shocked, "Oh my gosh, how did you- she- WHAT!!!"

I laughed. I explained to her everything on how we started talking and how the stars aligned for us to keep meeting.

"Well, all I know is she's very pretty." My sister said to me.

"Mhm I really like her." I blushed.

"Z, I needed to talked to you too." Celia said with a concerned look on her face.

"Okay..."

"While I was at Brads, our mother called us."

I looked at her shocked. Celia's in her late 20's. She has a great college education, steady job, a boyfriend, but she's just waiting for me to feel comfortable living on my own to go live with him. The reason we live alone is about 10 years ago my mom made bad choices, and got us taken away.

My sister began to see the panic on my face, she grabbed my hand, "She's out of rehab now, she's better, a lot better. She wants to see us. We want you to go, plus John and Gavin will be going too."

John and Gavin are my twin brothers. My mom was very young when she had them. They are in their 30s. Have families. But we never really see them. Its just hard.

"Okay. When?"

"Next week, and since schools over now, I think we should stay for a little to catch up."

"Yeah. I guess. But Billie, we, I- I gotta go"

I felt tears  as I ran up to my room. I could tell she was conflicted on what to do. Billie and I just started doing whatever we just started, and I can't imagine already being separated for weeks, this is not what I wanted at all. I sat on my bed and felt panic come over me. I felt everything go in slow motion. I just laid on my bed as I calmed myself down. I grabbed my notebook and looked back at something old I worked on when my mom went back to rehab after being alcohol free for a year. I added on, writing how I was feeling now as tears fell onto the paper. I can't even bare the thought of telling Billie, let alone seeing my mother again.