her? | B.E.

.:PART TWELVE:.

Billie POV

You know what? I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!

I got up and grabbed one of my jackets and slipped on a pair of shoes. I'm not scared to go there cuz I "like her".

I stopped in the middle of tying my shoe,

Do I like her?

Nah. Nah. I'm straight!

Right?

Damn, this shit is so confusing.
I stood from my bed and grabbed my phone. Fuck, it's time to go.

Why am I worried about it?? I feel like me and her switched roles, I'm nervous and she's calm like she is used to people acting like this around her. I walked to the door and exited the house.

"Ok, just make it quick Bil,"

I blushed a little remembering that she gave me that nickname. Oh my lord, I've gotta stop.

I started towards her house looking at my feet. Once I saw the familiar path to her door, I started to get nervous.

What if I have already brought them gone and I just didn't remember? What if she is asleep and won't answer the door? What if-

I leaned back on her wall and stared at the stars. Man, they are beautiful. I calmed myself down and hyped myself up.

"You got this!"

I stopped leaning on the wall and my heart dropped...

Ding Dong~

"I don't got this," I said quietly under my breath

Quick little chapter, I apologize. It's like 2 am for me sooooooooo see you tomorrow... maybe? Idk?