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37.O Respect me

It was the next morning after i woke up to a snoring Billie beside me, her arms were around my waist and her face buried in my chest. The familiar scent of vanilla was hanging in the room, and the morning sun was shining through the window. I looked around me, the bandanas from last night were everywhere around the bed and the strap on was laying down on the ground. Nasty.

I crawled out of Billie's hug and walked to the bathroom, took a quick shower, brushed my teeth and cleaned up the room before anybody had a chance of walking into this mess. Or, notice the strap on... Today was the second show, and we had to move on to the next hotel and get ready. I threw the suitcases on the end of the bed and packed up all of our stuff. Billie was still sleeping peacefully, she looked really cute and still tired at the same time.

Before picking out her outfit i threw a new towel at her head. "Wake up sleepy, you need to get ready." You could hear her loud groaning in response, so i packed everything else up besides the things she needed herself to get ready.

"Don't be so loud, I'm just waking up."

I walked over to her and let myself sit down on the side of the bed, i started stroking her cheek and smiled at her when she opened up her eyes. "We have a long day today, so let's get ready."

"Please, can we stay in bed today." her puppy eyes were begging for me to say yes.

I shook my head and got up. "Can't disappoint the fans, Bill."

While I placed myself at the desk that stood in front of the window, I grabbed my makeup bag to create my daily look. Through the mirror I saw Billie rise from the bed, she moved with difficulty and you could clearly see that it took her a lot of effort to walk to the bathroom because of her shin splints. To see her in so much pain hurt me. But making it clear to her that she had to take some rest, and stop jumping around the stage as much as she is doing right now didn't help at all. Her little wise-ass didn't want to listen to my advice, neither did she from her parents.

I could hear the shower turn on and i focused on my make up, then filled in my eyebrows, put mascara on my lashes and put on some bronzer on both of my cheeks. I packed up my makeup bag and waited for Billie on the comfy chairs to get ready for the day. Lily called me non stop last night but i couldn't get a hold of her after i noticed. I checked my phone again, there were only some notifications on Instagram that fans were already camping outside for Billie at the venue.

Mom 💕
Enjoy today, i will call you later. It will be alright. Don't think too much about it.

In confusion i furrowed my eyebrows looking at the text, i bit on the inside of my cheek and turned it off. What will be alright? "Okay, let's go." I looked up to a fully dressed Billie and chimed. "How could you be this fast? I only lost my focus on you for a second." She shrugged her shoulders as a response in the most nonchalant Billie way only she could do. We both got our suitcases and walked out of the rooms to meet up with everyone, we got to the venue and basically hang around the green room for the rest of the day.

I checked Billie and Finneas soundcheck and posted the iconic duo on Instagram.