Graysons POV
Billie asked us if we wanted to go on tour with her. We all agreed of course, while cheering. I had finally looked at Billie for the first time today. Her hair was loose for once. She looks... Cute. I then noticed her outfit. She was wearing a skirt again. Definitely not something she would wear. Then again I remember her yelling at Emma earlier about something. Maybe it was because she picked out her outfit like she did yesterday. I decided to ignore it. Then I looked at her top. She wore a yellow tank top that seemed to be tight, probably because it's Emma's and she is smaller than Billie. I never realized how HUGE her boobs are... damn. WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING, THATS UNACCEPTABLE?!?! Ok just calm down. Don't freak out. Just calm down.. I can't calm down that shirt is way to small for her to be wearing holy shit. Okay okay Grayson, you got this, as long as you don't look you should be fine. "Graysons looking at you" Emma whispered of Billie. She started blushing and looked away. "Dude he got a thingy to" she added. I looked down and covered it with my hands. "Ready to go" I asked Ethan. "Yeah" he responded. "Girls lets go" he yelled as we got into the car and drove home.
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