yours | b.e

chapter nineteen

Willow's P.O.V

I slid down into the bath tub, a sense of relief washing over me as I sighed. It had been so long since I'd taken a bath and it felt good.

Hearing a couple of knocks on the door, I lifted my head up. I hummed in reply, signaling Billie to come in.

"A bath?" She asked as she saw me in the tub. I hummed in response.

She walked towards the tub and carefully sat at the marble edge.

"Are you sure you can make it to dinner today?" Billie asked.

"A hundred percent, what makes you ask that?" I asked, looking at her and she shrugged.

"You seem stressed these days, but I get it you know. There's a lot going on for you." Her reply made me smile as I nodded.

"I'm still new to all this stuff, I guess it's just that." I sighed.

"And, you stress out for everything." Billie said with a straight face.

"That too." I chuckled as I spoke.

"These three months will go by quickly, I promise." Billie spoke calmly, as she took my hand in hers and placed a gentle kiss.

"Hopefully."

"You'll be going back to our place?" Billie asked.

I smiled as she said our place. For a moment, I forgot that we lived together.

"Yeah, our place." I responded, agreeing.

"It was a good thing to move in, hmm?" She asked.

"For real."

"Well," Billie started off, before leaning in and placing a peck on my forehead, "you can chill and not fucking panic for a minute." I laughed at her words.

"I love you." I spoke as Billie reached the door.

"Love you more angel." She stepped out of the washroom and closed the door. I closed my eyes and leaned further, letting myself forget about everything for an instant.

-

Billie's P.O.V

I rummaged through the pre-packed clothes, trying to find a fit for tonight's dinner. I smiled in satisfaction as I finally landed upon an oversized neon green shirt and a pair of baggy black pants.

As I was picking out the outfit and laying it on the mattress, Willow stepped out with a dry towel wrapped around her torso.

"Am I late?" She asked nervously.

"Baby calm down. No, you're not. We still have plenty of time." I walked over towards her and held her by her arms.

"I'm sorry." She sighed and I engulfed her into a hug.

"No no no, you've nothing to apologize for." I said calmly, running my fingers through her hair.

"It's been difficult staying off my meds." She spoke into my shirt and I nodded, resting my chin on her head.

"If you think you need to start again, you know you can right?" I asked, referring to her prescriptions.

"Yeah, but I just don't wanna dependent on them." I felt her arms wrap around me tighter as I softly smiled.

"Well, if you need them, take them." I spoke. I pulled away and cupped her face in my hands.

"Okay?" I asked again.

"Okay." A smile tugged at the corner of her lips as I slowly leaned in and placed my lips on hers. My cheeks flushed rosily as she placed her hands under my t-shirt, pulling our bodies closer. She hummed lowly into the kiss, making me smile.

"If we didn't have that dinner, I would throw that towel away instantly." I said, as we both pulled away from the kiss. She laughed at my comment, shaking her head slightly.

-

Willow's P.O.V

I smiled thankfully at the waiter as he tipped the bottle, letting the wine almost reach the brim.

"You were amazing today, honey." Maggie spoke up, from the opposite side of the table.

"Thank you." I said with a wide smile.

"Do you have any plans after you fly back to L.A.?" Patrick asked, before taking a sip from his glass.

"A few interviews and photo shoots probably, but nothing much."

The six of us; Maggie, Patrick, Finneas, Claudia, Billie and I spend the night talking and chatting about the tour and some future plans. Hours flew by, as we went from starting our appetizers to finishing up our last plates.

"We've to get going." Finneas interrupted us, and I felt my smile fade in the slightest matter.

"This dinner was great." Claudia chimed in and I nodded, trying to maintain the smile.

Billie was leaving today, and after today, I wouldn't be seeing her for the next few months.

I'm pretty sure she realized as she grabbed my hand from underneath the table, slightly rubbing my knuckles.

"I'm pretty sure the next few months are gonna be over in an instant." Patrick spoke up.

Hopefully, it would only feel like a few days, I thought to myself.

-

Billie's P.O.V

Willow and I walked out, hand in hand and the tour bus soon came into view.

I heard her let out a heavy breath and I looked over to see her eyes glossy.

"No, don't cry." I leaned into her ear and whispered softly enough for only her to hear.

"I can't help it, damn." She said, looking up for a moment, to prevent the tears from falling.

Standing in front of the bus door, I frowned.

"Honey, you coming?" My mom asked as she rested her hand on my shoulder.

"In a few minutes." I replied, and she responded with a nod.

The rest of them filed into the bus, leaving Willow and I all alone outside.

I turned towards her as I held her hands in mine.

"Still sticking to our 'calling every night' plan?" She asked.

"Fuck yeah, even though I hate FaceTime." I pointed out at which she chuckled.

"I love you Billie." She said with a smile, extending out her arms.

"Love you more ma, always." I pulled her into a warm hug, rubbing circles on her back. I closed my eyes as I felt her let out a heavy sigh into the embrace.

I kissed the top of her head before pulling away and looking straight at her.

She smiled before cupping my cheeks and softly pecking my lips.

"Now go, shoo." Willow said, making the both of us chuckle.

Before closing the vehicle door, I took one last glance at Willow, who was standing with her arms crossed in front.

Giving a weak smile, I turned around and I took a seat beside Finneas.

Willow waved at us, as I looked out of the window.

I love you, she mouthed the words and I returned the gesture.

The next three months were not going to be easy.