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  I was woken up that same night to the loud clap of thunder

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  I was woken up that same night to the loud clap of thunder. One thing about me is a have a literal fear of thunder and lightning. Its called astraphobia. I've had since I was little. Usually when I got scared I would run to my parents but...y'know.

   I decided to let music calm me down. I get up grabbing my guitar, sitting on my bed and began strumming the cords of the first song that came to mind.

Billie's pov//

  I was now wide awake because of the thunder that interrupted my sleep. It didn't scare me I honestly thought it was calming but tonight it was a bit too aggressive.
 
  I got out of bed deciding to go downstairs to the kitchen to get a snack. I step out of my room and began to walk down the hallway. I was stopped in my tracks by the sound of a guitar. I followed the sound and it led me to Luisa's room.

   I gently press my ear to the door listening to the tune that was being played and soon came words.

Up with your turret
Aren't we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry
From what you won't ever find

Don't let it fool you
Don't let it fool you
Down
Down's sitting 'round, folds in her gown

   I eventually realized the song was Roslyn. A song I had heard many time before but, this time it was different. Her voice made the song sound like silk curtains, dancing in the wind.

  I quietly push the door open, to see Luisa seated on her bed with a guitar in her lap. She look so focused yet so calm at the same time. She was shortly interrupted by a loud boom of thunder.

  She jumps, letting out a small squeal quickly letting go of the guitar covering her head with her arms. I couldn't just stand there and let her sit there scared.

   I go over to her bed, sit next to her and wrap my arms around her small frame. Her arms instantly wrap around me almost like a reflex. She buried her face into my shoulder letting out a small sob.

Luisa's pov//

   I knew it was billie hugging me. I could tell by the distinct smell of vanilla. The minute she hugged me I grab onto her not wanting to let go. My fears had gotten the best of me as a let out a small sob.

  She held me close to her whispering sweet nothings into my ear. " Hey mamas, its ok Im here now." After a good 5 minutes I finally stop crying and pull away from her. " You ok now?" I simply nod my head.

  I get up putting my guitar back on the stand. "I didn't know you played guitar" I sat back down on the bed with my legs crossed in front of her. "There's a lot you have yet to learn about me." She then lift her hand up sticking her pinky up.

   "Let me wonder around in your mind then." I hesitate at first but I then lift my hand locking my pinky with hers. "Now once were touching I'll know if your lying or not, understood?" I nod my head yes.

  "Any siblings?" I shake my head no. "Any fears other than thunder?" She looks me directly in my eyes sending chills down my spine. "I hate the dark, hence the spinning star lantern." I pointed to the blue paper lantern on my night stand with star cut outs in it. "And I have trypophobia." Something about a bunch of small clustered holes makes me very uncomfortable.

"Can I ask you something?" She hums in response. "Melanie told me Danielle started a rumor with you guys saying you had a dick, is it true?" I ask a bit nervous cause i didn't want to upset her.

"Yea, I have a dick, what's it to you?" She looked at me with a serious look.

"Nothing, I have no problem with it, I just wanted to see if its true." I look down at my lap a bit intimidated by her stare. "Well you are the second person to officially know the truth." She gave me a small smirk before speaking up.

"Have any scars with a deep backstory?"

"Yea I have a few actually, some done on purpose ."

"Can you show me one?" I reach up to the collar of my shirt and pull it down to reveal a long scar that laid between the middle of my breast.

She reaches up and runs her finger up and down the scar. "How did that happen?" she pulls her hand away from my chest, letting go of my pinky. "My parents left me home alone one night so they could spend some time alone together. But a storm came cut off all the power in my neighborhood."

"I was calling and texting my parents in a state of panic but they just told me I would be fine and I was over reacting. I was so scared to the point I had a heart attack and had to have a heart transplant. I was 12 when this all happened. I some times feel like I can see the face of the girls heart I have when I look at myself in the mirror."

  "How did your parents react to the situation."

"They were frightened by it but they still thought I was over reacting which I think is fucked up."

"Some peoples parents are straight assholes." I shake my head in response to her comment with a small smile.

  "You seem to innocent to be here, or to even do the things you did." I lay down on my bed placing my head on my pillow.

   "Looks can be deceiving." She laid down next to me as i look at her getting a good look at her side profile. It was so perfect I was kinda jealous.

   "If you want I could stay here."
  
   "Could you, please?"

Billies pov//

That's all she had to say. I roll over facing her , wrapping my arms around her pulling her close to me as she places her head in the space of my neck. I take in her scent, the smell of lavender and coconut fill my noise. I hear the soft sound of Luisa snoring, I look down to see her fast asleep.

  I know this is so dumb to say but I think I'm falling for this girl harder than I've ever fallen for anybody. There's just something about her that grabs me and doesn't let me go.

  She doesn't seem like the type of person to even hurt a fly, let alone a person. I wanna protect her at all cost from here on out.

A/N: ok so from now on in the beginning of each chapter there will be either a gif or lyrics from a song before the story but thats it for now, bye.

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