𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 // 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

10 ⋆ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

Billies POV

I opened up the heavy door to the rooftop which let a huge wift of wind hit our faces.

"We're on...the roof" lola spoke as she slowly steps onto the grown of the rooftop.

"I always like to come up here before a show. If I can sneak away"

We both laughed as we walked over to the edge of the building. Lola took a few steps back once she looked down at the cars below us.

"Scared?"

"No. I just don't wanna die"

"Your not gonna fall. Finneas is scared of heights too. Got fucking damn, that man-"

"No. I'm not scared of heights" she laughs, slipping her hands into her pockets shyly.

"Then come sit with me" I went over and sat crisscrossed on the edge of the building. I could feel her hesitating to move behind me before I see legs criss cross beside me.

She gives me a soft smile and I give her one back. we were just silent for a while.

I could hear her breathing softly beside me as she stared out at the lights of the city. I wanted to turn and just take another glance at her but I didn't wanna fucking scare her away.

"Oh, right. I brought soda"

I went into my book bag and dug through the candy rappers to pull out two orange fantas. I passed one to her and she made a little "ooh" sound that I thought was cute as hell.

"Thanks billie"

"Course babe" we opened them up at the same time and the crisp noise was always so satisfying. Fuck yes.

"my mom told me not to take anymore but fuck it"

"Your gonna drive that woman insane" she giggled softly.

"She'll be aight. She loves me" I grinned. "Also props to your mom for letting you come out tonight"

"Yeah, it took some begging but I eventually got her ...I'm so tired of being cooped up all the time anyways. It's always dance, school work, and my moms yelling. It never ends."

Her face started to dim as she looked down at the soda can. My eyes wandered over her expression. It was like as I looked through I could see some part of me.

"Well, this night has to be perfect. I'll make sure of it"

She looked up at me slowly as one of her curls fell over her eye with a soft smile.

"You'd do that for me?"

"Only for you"

She blushed and looked back down and I felt good inside.

Different

"With touring constantly and press I never...just get to breathe. So I get it. When things pile and pile up...shit gets hard"

"Yeah. Like crazily hard" she shook her head, looking down. I watched her and a smile started to form on my lips.

"That's what she said"

"Oh my god! Billie!" she laughed her eyes shifting to me and her smile coming back to her lips again. I laughed with her.

Her laugh was gorgeous. The way the strands of hair from her bun fell down. Her glossy lips. Her pretty brown skin.

Damn.
I wanted her.
I wanted her bad.

"Did I mention you have a pretty laugh mamas?"