8 | what was i made for?

- billie's pov -

soooo it has been another week and though i've been busy with work related things, i still haven't heard from saylor.

not even a text.

and that bothers me.

i know her stupid girlfriend is probably up her ass but like???? cmon.

i was just sitting in my house, in this little room where i write music. so bored and so filled with thoughts about many things that did nothing but stress me out.

so i said fuck it, and texted saylor.

i honestly got butterflies.

and i took a deep breath of relief, seeing that she misses me just like im missing her.

i sent her my address so she could drive here and she eventually made it. she walked in and we hugged.

"hi," she smiled to me. "how are you?"

"im good," i grinned. "what about you?"

"good," she nodded. "i've missed you," she pushed my shoulder.

"well i haven't heard from you so i assume you didn't wanna talk," i told her.

"just because i don't hit you up doesn't mean i don't wanna talk," she said to me. "i honestly just kinda thought you were still mad about paige so i didn't bother reaching out to you. so im glad you texted me."

"me too," i chuckled.

"so what've you been doing today?"

"this," i said as we walked into my personal music room.

"oh," she nodded. "writing? lemme hear some."

"i wish i had something for you to hear but unfortunately im uninspired," i shrugged.

"still?" saylor rose her eyebrows. "nothing for barbie?"

"nope," i shook my head. "i mean finneas gave me a melody but i can't come up with any lyrics. i think im just gonna tell greta i can't-"

"oh no," saylor cut me off. "no we're not doing that," she snatched my journal away from me. "give me this."

she opened the book to an empty page and grabbed a pen. "talk to me about literally anything."

"like what?" i shrugged.

"how you've been feeling lately, just to start."

"ummm i don't know," i shook my head.

"billie cmon," she tilted her head. "so life's been all roses and rainbows lately?"

"well, no."

"okay so talk to me about it," she insisted.

"okay um," i started. "honestly i've just been questioning what's my purpose in life ya know? like what was i actually made for?"

"okay great!" saylor exclaimed. "great start, keep going."

"like yeah being a celebrity is cool and all but no one really knows me," i said. "and people just pay to see me."

after talking to her more about that, we came up with the verse:

"Takin' a drive, I was an ideal

Looked so alive, turns out I'm not real

Just something you paid for

What was I made for?"

i then snatched my book back from saylor. "what about you? tell me how you've been." i said to her.

"um honestly i haven't been skating as much," she started.

"why?" i furrowed my eyebrows.

"i don't know," she shrugged. "im so off my game and mental, every time i skate, i just fall down. it's like used to be so sure that that was my passion but i don't know anymore."

and after her talking to me more about that, we came up with this verse:

"I used to float, now I just fall down

I used to know but I'm not sure now

What I was made for

What was I made for?"

we were now sitting close to each other in the couch i have in there. and i don't know, something just flowed out out of me. my feelings began to pour out onto the paper. and i wrote:

"'Cause I, I

I don't know how to feel

But I wanna try

I don't know how to feel

But someday, I might

Someday, I might"

"what don't you know how to feel about?" saylor looked me in my eyes.

you.

i looked at her and quickly looked down. "um. i don't know, everything."

she just nodded and moved on.

she then took my pen and wrote:

"Think I forgot how to be happy

Something I'm not, but something I can be

Something I wait for

Something I'm made for

Something I'm made for"

"you're not happy?" i looked at her.

"i am when im with you," she said before quickly clearing her throat and looking down as if she regretted saying it. "um anyway."

i then wrote:

"When did it end? All the enjoyment

I'm sad again, don't tell my boyfriend

It's not what he's made for

What was I made for?"

"do you really feel that way?" she looked at me with genuine concern.

well yes. the girl i want is back with her ex and i have a boyfriend so i technically cannot complain.

ugh.

"um it's fine," i told her. "let's just see how this sounds put together."

- saylor's pov -

billie sang the song and her and i were both shocked at what we had just created.

once she was done singing, we were both silent. i had my eyes locked on billie and she couldn't seem to look away.

and honestly, nothing seemed to matter in that moment.

suddenly, we both smashed our lips together, kissing passionately. that soon turned into making out and caressing each other's bodies.

billie pulled me on top so that i was straddling her. and we continued to kiss as she slid her hands down to my ass, gripping it.

she then began licking my neck, making me breathe heavily as i threw my head back. she basically kissed every inch of my neck while i ran my fingers through her scalp.

she slid her hands under my shirt, caressing my waist. eager, i grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. billie grabbed it from me and threw it to the side.

i then reached to the back of my bra to undo the clips, and b assisted me with that too. my bra dropped, revealing my breast and nipple piercings.

billie licked her lips before beginning to lick and suck on my nipples. i couldn't help but to slightly moan at the feeling.

and then she came back to my lips, kissing me once more. i lifted her shirt to take it off, along with her bra. she then got me off of her so that i could lay flat on the couch.

billie started to pull my pants down before pausing. she looked in my eyes and i think the look on my face was clear. i was so ready, so eager. i was basically begging with my eyes.

just being so submissive.

"saylor- are you sure?"

i nodded my head, my eyes locked with hers.

her eyes are so hypnotizing.

she nodded back before unzipping my jeans and slowly pulling them down. she grabbed them hem of my panties before slowly pulling them down too.

she took a second to eye my body down.

i have a mini snake tattooed on my bikini line with the words "bite me" by it. and i can tell it caught her attention.

billie licked her lips before taking off the remainder of her clothes as well, and i elevator eyed her from head to toe; my eyes filled with lust as her body was just perfect, tattoos and all.

she leaned down to begin kissing me again and as she did that, she gently began rubbing my clit, causing my body to slightly jerk.

i was so fucking wet for her, and it made it so easy for her fingers to slide through my folds.

but i struggled to kiss her as my mouth was now open from the feeling of her fingers on my clit.

keeping eye contact with me, billie inserted two fingers into me, making me slightly gasp at the feeling.

she started fucking me at a steady pace while my eyebrows furrowed at the feeling.

it felt so fucking good, and she looked so good doing it.

as she sped up, i couldn't help but to moan a little louder.

billie bit her lip and spread my legs wider before going deeper into me, making the sound of my juices louder and louder.

"fuck, saylor," she lowly as she watched her fingers go in and out of me.

all i could do was whimper "billie."

"does it feel good baby?" she asked softly, still going.

i just nodded my head, my mouth open from moaning.

"use that mouth," she told me.

"yes," i nodded quickly. "yes, baby."

she then leaned down closer to me, getting face to face with me. "tell me how good it feels."

"so good," i moaned.

"yeah?"

"yes, so fucking good."

and suddenly i just felt her push deeper into me, making me screech.

"fuck!" i yelled.

"i know mama, i know," she whispered in my ear.

"billie," i whimpered as i started scratching my nails on her back. "you're s- so deep."

"you're okay baby," she told me. "i got you, okay?"

"okay," i whimpered.

she then rose up from me and said "turn over."

i paused at that statement before turning over slowly. i got on all fours and billie pulled me back closer to her by my hips.

she then pushed my back down gently. "can you arch some more for me love?"

i arched as much as i could as billie stuck her fingers back into me, causing me to instantly moan loudly.

"oh my god!" i exclaimed. "fuck!"

"say my name, saylor," she said with her low voice.

"billie!" i moaned loudly as i started to push back into her finger, fucking her back.

"mmm, say it," she said.

"billie!"

she then grabbed my hair and pulled it back. "say it again."

"billie," i cried out, getting weaker and weaker.

"goooood girl," she dragged out as she slowed down her pace. "you take it so well."

but i was still whimpering as i felt myself cumming on to her fingers.

she pulled her fingers out of me and i let out a breath i didn't even realize i was holding. but when she took her fingers out, something else came out too.

and that something spilled out onto her couch.

"oh my god," i expressed as i saw the giant wet stain on her couch, as well as white stains.

"it's okay i'll handle it," she shook her head at me. "you okay?"

"yeah," i nodded, still trying to catch my breath.

i was lying.

i mean im okay, but like... i can't feel my entire lower half.

"im just gonna lay here for a second," i told her, making her chuckle.

"is there something i can do?" billie asked me.

"just don't go too far," i started. "cause we're not done yet."

she rose her eyebrows at me.

"come here."

she bit her lip and came closer to me. i rose up and had her straddle me, where i began licking and sucking on her nipples.

from there, i laid her on the couch and began kissing down her stomach slowly. i kissed all the way down to her pussy where i slickly slid one finger through her folds, over her clit.

she instantly let out heavy breaths, closing her eyes.

i then inserted two fingers into her, watching her mouth open as she did not hesitate to moan for me.

i began fucking her at a fast and steady pace, hearing her wet pussy with every hit. i couldn't help but to watch as my fingers went in and out of her.

i bit my lip as i watched her facial expressions, as well as her breast move with every pump.

"you look so good baby," i told her.

she spread her legs wider. and i took that as my cue to go deeper into her.

she immediately started moaning louder. "fuck!"

"you like that?" i asked softly.

"mhm," she whimpered.

"yeah?" i asked as i started pounding her pussy.

"shit," she moaned, putting her hand on her pussy.

"move your hand, billie."

"baby," she whimpered.

"move it."

she shook her head no.

i rose my eyebrows. "okay com'ere."

i got her up and off the couch, just standing up

"bend over," i told her.

i could tell she was caught off guard but turned on at the same time. she turned around and bent over, putting her hands on the arm of the couch so that she could hang on to it.

i pushed her back down, put my fingers back in, and started railing billie again with no hesitation.

"oh my fucking god!" i exclaimed. "saylor!"

"you like my name, baby?"

"yes!" she moaned.

"you gone say it again?"

"mmm saylor," she moaned. "saylor!"

"that's my girl."

after awhile, i soon felt her cumming on my fingers and i watched her juices run down her legs.

-

i woke up to my phone buzzing, but i could not find it.

i looked next to me at a sleeping billie.

earlier, after we had finished, we had went to her bed and fell asleep immediately. tired as fuck.

anyway, i found my phone and saw that the time was only 8pm.

and i had 2 missed calls and a text from paige.

i clicked on the text and she was asking me to come home. she was under the impression that i was hanging with harley, one of my friends that figure skate too.

i sighed and got up, trying my hardest not to wake billie.

but i did.

"hi love," i whispered.

"hi," she rasped.

"im gonna go okay?" i looked at her. "i'll talk to you later."

"okay," she nodded. i could tell she was still half sleep.

i put my clothes back on and headed out.

i pulled into the parking lot of my apartment and got out. i caught myself lowkey walking weird, i guess from just getting pussy pounded in.

i made it to my door and typed in the key code before opening it.

it was dark.

"hello?" i said. "paige?"

i then flipped the light switch, and my eyes damn near fell out my head.

there were rose pedals and candles on the floor. and when i looked up, paige was right there, on one knee.

"moony baby, will you marry me?"

-

to be continued..