Moments // Billie Eilish

Chapter 32

The ride home was horrible, I was crying, and it wasn't cute, silent crying. No ma'am, it was ugly ass sobbing into Jock's chest in the back seat as mum drove us home. After calming down I was able to tell them all about my trip and even told them about Billie and I being together.

Dad made a joke about me mooching off her fame which earned him a punch in the shoulder, but it really cheered me up. I kinda booked the flights to LA without their permission which they were not impressed about, but I made a joke about tickets not being refundable and then dad made one back saying that me being gone for the past week was blissful and another three wouldn't hurt. Again I punched his arm.

"So what's she like?" mum asked as she cooked dinner.

"Billie? She's... well she's Billie. Funny as shit, witty, beautiful, determined, mum I could go on and on about her. I really like her" maybe even love.

"That's great to hear sweetie, but I just worry about you getting dragged into the Hollywood media drama. Wow that is not a phrase I would ever have thought I said in my lifetime!" she laughed.

"Hey! I'm talented"

"Mhm, but seriously Haz. I already saw on Instagram speculations about Billie's rumoured relationship. Are you comfortable with that sort of media coverage and exposure?"

"We've talked about it. It's a topic that always pops up, and like I told Bil, I'm comfortable if she tells people about us. But we both agreed to keep our relationship as private as possible. We aren't confirming or denying anything" I shrugged and pulled out my phone.

"But look at the photos I took during the trip" and that was the rest of my night, gushing about Billie to mum as we ate dinner outside.

Tomorrow I have school and really don't want to go back. But I'm so excited to see Pen and Luce.

I texted Billie to call as soon as she could, that was around an hour ago and she texted back that she would as soon as she got home.

Billie; Calling now popped up on my screen and I got opened my mac.

Answering the incoming FaceTime I answered it with a big smile.

"Bubba!" I yelled excitedly as her beautiful face popped up on my screen.

"Hello, my beautiful angel" she cooed back "bro I already fucking miss you, I was full on ugly ass crying on Fins shoulder on the plane and on the car ride home" she laughed, shaking her head.

"Dude! Me too! I was also Kim Kardashian crying into Jocks chest on the car ride home, which is your fault because I wasn't crying until halfway through the flight when I saw the video you put on your story"

"Loser!" she laughed loudly "but for real baby I miss you so much. I miss your kisses, I miss your cuddles, I miss your laugh, I miss your touch, I miss you calling me bubba... damn bro! I miss being able to grab your ass" she complained throwing her head back.

"I miss you too bubba so much" I whispered as the feels hit me like a truck and my eyes started watering. Blinking them away was no use and I sniffled quietly.

"No angel, don't cry, you'll make me cry too" she pouted but I could see the tears collecting in her eyes.

"7 weeks" I mumbled and rubbed my face.

"7 weeks" she repeated sadly.

"Dude I'm going to be so horny by the end of these 7 weeks" I whined.