Don't Hug Me I'm Scared {Billie Eilish}

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A/N: very, very very, very VERY important question that I need you guys to answer. If you've never commented on this story before, pls do so now. ⤵️

'Annie'
'Peter Pan'
Or 'The Wizard of Oz'?
Which?

I'm serious, pls answer that. ⤴️

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Billie's POV
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"Bursting through a blood red sky
A slow landslide
And the world we leave behind
It's enough to lose your head
Disappear and not return again

When I fall to my feet
Wearing my heart on my sleeve
And all I see just don't make sense
You are the port of my call
You shot and leaving me raw
Now I know you're amazing

Cuz all I need is the love you breath
Put your lips on me
And I can live underwater."

I sang quietly to myself as I packed my bag for the day, walking around the room slowly as I tried to make sure I had everything that I wanted to take.

I don't know why the hell that song is stuck in my head today of all days. I haven't heard it in like three years.

I turned to walk into the bathroom to see if there was anything else I needed in there. I ended up just standing there, leaning against the doorframe as I stared at Dahlia's silhouette through the glass shower door. I couldn't see too much because the glass was tainted, but what I did see was absolutely beautiful.

Maybe that's why that song is stuck in my head.

Every love song in existence is stuck in my head right now. Cause of her.

Maybe it's a little creepy for me to be standing here watching her when she doesn't even know I'm right here, but I can't help it. I've been away from her for too long, I needed to see her!

She's only been in there for ten minutes, but...That's still too long.

Yesterday was so amazing. Spending the whole entire day with her, just talking and acting like idiots and just being with each other. It was the best day I've had in a while.

I'm so thankful that we're back together. I'm so thankful that even though I almost fucked this shit up entirely, Dahlia decided to be with me again.

The three months I wasn't with her were the worst three months of my life, no joke. I didn't think I could miss someone so much despite seeing them almost every day, but I did. I missed hugging her, holding her, kissing her. I missed telling stupid ass jokes with her and I missed all the deep talks we used to have.

I missed getting to call her mine, getting to touch her anytime I wanted in any way that I wanted. I missed it not being awkward between us and I missed when we weren't fighting all the time.

It was fucking torture, to be honest. I was worried every single day that she'd find somebody new to be with; Somebody who could treat her better than I could. Somebody who could make her smile wider than I could, someone who could make her feel better than I could.