yours | b.e

chapter nine

Willow's P.O.V

I woke up to an empty bed and sadly sighed as I realized what day it was.

I was leaving to Paris for a week.

I sat in bed and wrapped the sheets around my body.

Knocks on the door erupted through the room making me slightly flinch as I made my way to the door.

"Hi beautiful." Billie said with a grin on her face, before leaning in and kissing my forehead.

"Morning." I replied, smiling.

"Here,' She said, handing me one of the paper cups in her hands, "we're gon' go out for breakfast and just have the entire fucking day to ourselves." She continued with a laugh.

I nodded at her in response before taking a sip of coffee from my cup.

"What's wrong angel?" She asked, concerned laced in her voice.

"I don't wanna go today." I replied, a huge lump in my throat.

"But you wanna go for the runway and shit right?" Billie spoke softly, holding me close to her and rubbing her hand up and down my arm in a comforting manner.

"Yeah, I do," I started off, placing the cup on the nightstand before hugging my knees to my chest, "I just don't wanna do it without you." I muttered, feeling a tear slip.

"Baby, come here." She whispered gently, before embracing me into a warm hug and pecking my cheek.

"I'm gonna be with you no matter what the fuck tries to stop us, or who the fuck tries to stop us. I'm all yours baby girl, all yours." I felt a sense of calmness wash over me as I leaned into her hold, not wanting to let go.

"Do we really have to go today?" I asked, looking up at her.

Billie smiled at me, slightly shaking her head no.

"If you don't want to, we don't have to."

I smiled at her response before she proceeded to speak.

"We can just stay here and have room service or some shit, even if the foods gon' taste fucking horrible." She scrunched her nose as she said it, making me chuckle.

"I don't deserve you." I said softly.

Her face fell at my words and she cupped my face in her palms.

"You, deserve only the best, and I know I can't be that for you. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna give up. I'm still gonna try and be the best girlfriend you could ever fucking have. I'm still going sit and embroider with you every evening. I'm still going to get drunk with you. I'm still going to cry with you and laugh with you. Because I love you, a lot. And nothing's gonna keep me away from you. So don't you ever say that you don't deserve me, cuz that shit's irrelevant and I'm not going anywhere."

Her words felt like a warm hug and I couldn't help but melt at them.

I looked at her and she slowly leaned in, pressing her lips against mine. Her hands travelled to my waist as I cupped her cheeks in my hands, pulling her closer.

As we pulled away, I softly smiled and she did the same.

"I love you Billie." I whispered against her lips and the smile on her lips grew.

"And I love you more."

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Billie's P.O.V

Willow and I ended up watching a bunch of random films, wasting the day away. But it felt good; just to be in bed with her, cuddled up and playing with her hair here and there.