hot and bothered

fell in love ova seas

y/n's pov:

My alarm rang and rang.

"Fuck."

Impatiently I rolled over and slammed the "stop" button on my phone. Laying back down I grab my phone looking at the time.

"10:30am"

I sigh, shutting off my phone I hesitantly push my body off my queen sized bed making my way into my bathroom. Rubbing my eyes I look in the mirror to see my hair in a utter mess, the t-shirt dress I wore to sleep had holes in it for days, and the bags under my eyes were depressing.

I took a quick shower. Quickly blow dried my wet hair, & straightened it. I slipped on a pair of black cargo pants along with a white sports bra, topped with a loose oversized blue button up. I tied my white converse up, and put on soft makeup, nothing special. By the time I sat on the couch I checked the time again.

"11:30am"

"Perfect."

I put down my phone and headed for the kitchen. The second I pushed myself off the couch my phone began to ring. I reached for my phone turning it over to be shocked to see who's calling.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry about the other day I was drunk-"

"You're apologizing to the wrong person."

"I know but I don't have her number. I was out of line and my behavior was absolutely disgusting and it wasn't a good first impression. I could tell you like her and she really likes you too."

"Why'd you invite Cameron to your house again, Lance?"

"I didn't. She called me crying. She was having a breakdown and she said you hit off with a girl and didn't want to cause any stress on you so she asked me to pick her up."

"Thank you, Lance. But you're an asshole. When you get drunk I don't even know who you are, you have this whole different persona it's off putting." 

My mind ran off into a thought for a second. Why was Cameron crying? Did I do something? I shake my thoughts off listening to what Lance has to say.

"I know. I hurt people in that state."

"That doesn't justify your actions, Lance."

"I know, I'm sorry again to... what's her name?"

"Billie."

"She looked so familiar, y/n. Now that you say her name even more so."

"Uhm, okay? Well I got to go, Lance. Billie's picking me up for lunch."

"Alright have fun."

"Thank you. Stay away from Cam. Bye."

I hung up the phone before he could even fight my statement. I threw my phone back on the couch, and made my way to the kitchen again. I opened my fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. I plopped myself back on the couch and watched some tv while I waited for Billie.

I heard a knock at my door and a distinctive voice.

"Yoooo"

Billie.

I walked to my door to her pretty face. She was wearing a plain white t-shirt with a gold cross, playboy necklace, & gucci chocker. Along with black shorts.

"Hi, Ma." She greeted me with a smile and a kiss.

"Hi, baby."

"Do I come in? Or are we heading out?"