yours | b.e

chapter ten

Willow's P.O.V

"On Behalf of British Airlines and the entire crew, I'd like to thank you for joining us on this trip and we are looking forward to seeing you on board again in the near future. Have a nice evening!" The captain's voice reached us through the speakers.

"If it weren't for you, this flight would have been boring as fuck." I replied, making Quinn chuckle.

"Well, you're always welcome."

The flight was only a couple of hours, but I came to know about Quinn at such a great depth than I expected.

She had to drop out in senior year so she could take care of her younger sister. Her dad had left the family and her mom was a mere alcoholic.

Her past was so intriguing to hear; how the both of us had different stories and ended up in the same place.

Both Quinn and I walked into the airport and were met up by my agent, Mike.

"Quinn, Willow! You're here on time, brilliant! Brilliant!" He exclaimed, extending his arms and engulfing us both into a warm hug.

"I'm pretty sure you both got to know each other well." He said with a smile, looking at us.

Turns out, Quinn worked for the same agency and I wasn't even aware of that.

"Well, your baggage will be brought to your hotel rooms," Mike started off, guiding us towards a black sedan parked right outside the terminal doors.  "and my assistant will escort both of you to the respective place of stay."

He opened the door of the car, and I thanked him before getting in.

Quinn did the same, and in a short time we were sitting in the backseat of the ride.

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Billie's P.O.V

"Billie?" Finneas called out and I responded in an annoyed tone.

"What?" I asked he slightly frowned.

"I know you're upset but you'll get to see Willow in a week, it'll go by fast. Plus, you have shows throughout, you love performing." Finneas said, trying to cheer me up.

Willow and I had never been in two different places for over a couple of days. It felt weird to know that for the next ten days or something, the only way I could talk to her is going to be through calls and FaceTime.

"I just miss her." I responded honestly, and he pulled me into a side hug.

"I know you do."

The car quickly pulled up outside our hotel.

Waving to the rest of them, I walked into the room and closed the door. I fell onto the bed exhausted.

I lifted my head, as I heard my phone ring. I instantly took the call and a wide grin played on my lips as I saw Willow's name on my screen.

"Hi beautiful! How was your flight?" I asked excitedly and she smiled.

"It was okay, look who I met," She turned the phone to the side to reveal a girl with jet black hair and a smile on her face.

"Hi." She replied, waving at the phone and I smiled at her gesture.

"Her name's Quinn." Willow responded, adjusting the phone in her grip and facing it towards her.

"When did you guys meet?" I asked and she talked about how they met on the plane and how she kept Willow company.

"Well, I can't wait to perform in Paris." I said with a sigh, resting my head on my palm.