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A/N* how'd i get this far 🥺
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"Hey."
I looked over at Billie when she spoke and hummed in question. She reached over to grab my hand.
"I just wanted to hold your hand." She smiled softly and my eyebrows pulled together as i let out an annoying 'awe.'
"You're soft." I smirked, watching as Billie's face change ten times in a second.
"Am not! I'm a hard ass bitch." She protested, letting go of the chains on the swing to cross her arms over her chest.
"You're totally soft." I shook my head, determined to get Billie to admit she was soft. "For me at least."
"Fine. I'm soft for you, that's it." She rolled her eyes and looked out at the regular view in front of us. I smiled widely in victory and squeezed Billie's cold hand.
It was all quiet now. It was peaceful and i enjoyed it. Until we were interrupted by murmuring behind us.
"It does look like her." One voice whispered.
"It is her, i'm telling you." Another spoke.
"Should we go up?"
"I know that face. Jack, d-"
"Hey, lesbians!"
"Jack!"
At the same time as mine, Billie's head snapped behind us to see a group of five boys making their way over to us.
I tried to slip my hand out of Billie's, scared of what they'd do, but Billie held tighter.
"What?" Billie asked with a bored tone and a sigh.
"Uh. Why are you here?" He asked, putting his head up high and looking like a douche.
"Because my girlfriend and i are chilling." She responded, showing the teens our hands that were together.
"Chilling why?"
"Um, because we needed a break?" It came out like a question. Billie was confused, i could tell.
"A break from what?" The boy named Jack asked.
"Why you getting all up in my pussy? Leave us alone." Billie mumbled, turning her head back to look in front of her. Jack lifted his hand up and i caught it before it could go anywhere near Billie.
"Don't you dare." I said lowly, shoving his hand away. Billie turned back around, obviously interested now.
"Answer my questions and we'll leave you alone." Jack put his hands in his pockets.
"Yeah, answer them." A boy at the back said, earning a push from another guy.
"Shut up, dude."
"What do you need a break from?" Jack said slowly, sounding out each word like we didn't understand English but kept trying like we did.
"Fame." Billie answered, looking fed up.
"See! Told y'all it was Billie Ellish." Jack said smugly.
"Eilish." Billie corrected with an eye roll.
"Whatever. I'd advise you and your big girlfriend to leave. No fags in this place."
"Jack, jesus-"
"Big?" I said quietly, looking down at my stomach.
"You better watch it." Billie snapped, rising from her place on the swing. I glanced up at her worriedly and covered my stomach with my arms, suddenly too self conscious to want to be here.
"Or what?" He challenged, towering over a small Billie.
"Or i'll break your fucking neck." Billie said through gritted teeth.
"Jack, let's go." One boy spoke up, placing his hand on Jack's arm.
"Shut it, James." Jack shrugged his hand off his shoulder and placed his own hand on Billie's, giving her a push.
I got up with clenched fists to do something about it but Billie beat me to it, connecting her fist to Jack's jaw.
A loud crack could be heard and everybody, including Billie, let out a groan at the sound.
"Wooooooo, y'all see that?!"
"Let's go, Mia." Billie wrapped her arm around my waist and dragged me back to her car. I looked over at her and her expression scared me. My lip was now captured between my teeth as i opened the car door and climbed in. Billie followed and slipped in.
As she was turning out of the park, I picked up her hand from the steering wheel and examined her bloody knuckles.
"Billie, you're hurt." I wiped the blood from her fingers and furrowed my eyebrows. She flinched and pulled her hand away from me, putting it back on the steering wheel.
"His jaw was sharp." She mumbled, clenching and unclenching her hand around the steering wheel.
"Are you alright?" I asked her, pulling my arms around my stomach again.
"I'm fine. Are you good?" Her voice was softer now.
"I'm okay, yeah." I looked out of the window but instantly regretted it as i saw the trees, grass and all things green and brown zooming by us faster than i expected.
"Slow the fuck down." I said quickly, snapping towards Billie.
"I like speeding."
"Well, you're gonna get us killed!" I shouted, throwing my hands into my hair.
Billie slowed down eventually but only when we were near her house. Our house.
Finneas came running out of the house with Claudia and Gemma behind him, Pepper trotting along.
They all looked excited while Billie and i shared a look of confusion. We both got out and Finn waved his phone in his hand.
"You punched a guy!? Sick!"
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A/N* i just realised that i put the chapter name as fifty in irish but i ain't changing it lol sorry for this shiiiiiiiiiiit
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