11 | who is this about?

a month later ..

"i'm gonna be laughing about that for the rest of my life," i said to hasson as we were sitting in chairs next to my pool.

"nothing is funny about me catching a cramp and almost drowning," she laughed.

"well no one told you to eat a full meal before coming over here and swimming," i laughed, shrugging my shoulders.

"billie if i would've died on your property," she started. "everyone would've thought you murdered my ass."

"yeah honestly nobody would believe me if i tried to explain how you innocently drowned in my pool," i chuckled. "i'd be put away for life."

we both continued to laugh until we settled down.

then her phone pinged.

"ugh i should head home," she stood up. "i have a patient later, i need to go freshen up."

"oh okay," i stood up too.

"i could come back tomorrow or anytime later this week," hasson suggested. "i gotta get another swim in before you leave again," she chuckled.

"actually um," i started. "i'm pretty busy for the rest of the week sooooo," i dragged, hoping she'd catch on.

"o- oh," she nodded. "yeah of course. i'll just see you on your next break?"

"okay cool. yeah," i nodded as she walked out the door.

i let out a sigh and sat down.

yes hasson and i hung out again.

yes i think she's cool.

she's actually a genuinely cool and nice person. does she have a tendency to say some questionable things? yes. but i honestly think that's just how she is. a weirdo. lots of my friends are weirdos so it's nothing new to me.

kinda sucks cause i really wanna tell lani that i'm cool with her just so i'm not like hiding anything. i'm just afraid of her reaction. but, lani's flying in tomorrow to be with me for the week so i'll just make a point to tell her.

yes that's what i meant when i told hasson i'm busy for the rest of the week.

-

leilani's pov -

"thanks again for letting me sneak off," i told mr. marino.

"you owe me ms. rose," he tilted his head.

"of course," i nodded. "i got you. whatever you want," i said eagerly as i hurried off in excitement.

im sneaking away from new york to go see billie while she's in LA. this time she isn't just on break. she actually has a show in LA but after, she's gonna stay there for her break. so i thought it'd be cool for me to go watch her LA show and also spend time with her.

i had to beg mr. marino to let me leave and basically cover for me somehow.

we aren't walking this week though, just doing some campaign things so i really won't be missing out on much.

and margie's gonna come with me but she won't be staying at billie's house with me. she'll be staying and visiting with her family since they live in LA.

-

our flight landed and billie was picking us up from the airport.

"she's parked right out there," i pointed. "i see her car."

marg and i continued on and rolled our suitcases out to billie's car. as we made it out there, b popped her trunk and got out of the car.

"baby!" i ran and jumped in her arms.

she held me tight and spun me around.

"hi sweet girl!" she exclaimed before putting me down.

we then began pecking each other on the lips repeatedly.

margie fake gagged, making both of us laugh.

"hello margarita," billie smiled as she walked over and hugged margie.

"hello billy ray cyrus," margie said as she hugged billie back.

"i missed you guys," billie sighed as we got in her car.

"why are you wearing a beanie?" margie chuckled.

"ohhh," billie said before pausing. then she pulled the beanie off... and my eyes lit up.

"no fucking way," i said as my mouth dropped.

this bitch has red roots.

"billie that looks so good!" margie exclaimed. "when did you do that?"

"got it done soon as i got back here the other day," she smiled. "you like?"

"like?" i rose my eyebrows. "i love."

"good," she blushed. "but don't say anything. i'm surprising the fans at the show."

-

we dropped margie off with her family and billie and i went to her house.

"dear god i haven't been to this place in ages," i sighed of happiness as i set my purse down on the kitchen counter. "feels good."

"you know what else feels good?" billie asked me.

"you inside of me," i looked at her.

and then she paused in her tracks before turning around to face me.

"yeah?" she rose her eyebrows.

"it took everything in me to not touch on you the whole car ride," i shook my head.

"what's stopping you now?" she tilted her head.

"you still have clothes on."

"oh you want me to take em off?" she rose her eyebrows.

"yeah," i bit my lip.

"which?" she smirked.

"your shirt," i started.

"what else, baby?"

"your pants," i breathed, getting turned on.

billie began unbuttoning her jeans. "keep going," she rasped.

my eyes began getting low as i watched her ring covered fingers undo her zipper.

she dropped her pants to her ankles and stepped out of them, all while keeping eye contact with me. she then pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor as well.

i licked my lips before walking up to her. i put my finger in the hem of her panties and pulled her to me, having our bodies touch.

billie put her mouth to my ear, licking the edge of it while her warm breath sent chills in me. i placed one of my hands firmly on her back.

she then slid her cold hands under my shirt, causing my breath to hitch. "take this off," she whispered in my ear, tugging my shirt.

"you do it," i told her.

she looked at me, smirking. i bit my lip and slowly began kneeling down.

"fuck," billie said. "lani."

"hush," i rasped.

i slowly pulled her panties down, staring at her pussy like it was the most beautiful thing ever. second to her, of course.

on my knees, i gently spread billie's legs a bit further apart before kissing each of her inner thighs. i kissed until i made my way to her pussy.

i slowly guided my tongue against her wet pussy, dragging her wetness with my tongue. she gasped and her knees immediately bent out of weakness.

she grabbed onto the kitchen island to hold herself up while i proceeded to devour her pussy with my eyes closed. it's like i was in a trance.

"baby," she whimpered, struggling to continue standing.

i then made eye contact with her while still eating. she bit her lip and ran her fingers through my hair before pushing my head deeper into her pussy.

"mmm," i moaned.

"how does it taste baby?" she asked.

i just moaned, still eating.

"good?"

"mhm," i moaned, nodding my head.

"good," she said, gripping my hair.

soon, i could feel her body tense up. and suddenly my mouth was filling up with her cum. and her knees started giving out completely as she was so weak.

billie kneeled down to me and started kissing me, grabbing my face and hovering over me as i leaned back and laid down on the floor.

"you wanna taste it, baby?" i smirked.

"mhm," she bit her lip as she nodded.

i flipped us over, her now laying on the floor with me on top. i put my finger on her chin and opened her mouth. i leaned down closer to her face and gently spit in her mouth.

she furrowed her eyebrows in pleasure at the feeling and pulled me in to connect our lips once again. i stuck my tongue far into her mouth as we made out, having her suck it.

i don't know who missed who more.

-

it's the next day and billie has already left the house for the day to do soundcheck at the stadium for her show. i wasn't heading there til later so i decided to clean around her house to past time.

i turned on the speaker and blasted one of the playlists that billie made on apple music. the vibes went from lil wayne, to deftones, to ariana grande.

i went into the kitchen and washed dishes from the dinner we had last night. then i vacuumed the rug in her living room because shark do be shedding.

then i walked out to the back to retrieve some floats she had sitting in her pool, along with any other leaves or anything that could've gotten into there.

after picking shit up from the pool, i went over and pushed all the lounge chairs to where they were supposed to be. i also noticed a tshirt billie must've left out on one of the chairs so i grabbed that and brought it in so i could put it in the dirty clothes.

as the day went by, i got ready for the night. billie's driver came and picked me up and then we headed to go scoop margie and liz.

the show was everything and amazing. billie shouted me out for being there and the crowd went crazy as everyone tried to turn their head every which way to find where i was sitting.

after the show, marg, liz, and i went out to eat so i could get some time spent with liz while i'm here.

"so how is everything in new york?" liz asked.

"so cool," i smiled. "it was easier than i thought it would be for me to get back in the groove of things."

"any new friends?" she rose her eyebrows.

"of course," i chuckled, rolling my eyes. "the girl who i hang with the most is frankie."

"wait i think i follow her," she pulled out her phone. "she's cute."

"you should shoot at her," i shrugged.

"right because that would make so much sense when we're on opposite sides of the country," liz squinted. "so much sense."

"well," i chuckled. "maybe i'll bring her to you."

"does she even like girls?"

"i don't know because she really wanted our creative director," i laughed. "mr. marino."

"as in luca marino?" liz rose her eyebrows. "isn't he gay?"

"very," i laughed. "which is why frankie was bummed."

"well tell her i'll be waiting for her over here," she grinned.

"got it," i pulled out my phone.

"no stop i'm kidding!"

-

it was later that night and i was sitting on billie's bed, talking to her about the night.

"why the fuck were you laughing during everything i wanted?" i chuckled.

"bro finneas was saying dumb shit in my ear piece," billie laughed. "he does that shit on purpose. i hate him."

"i love that you never take yourself seriously," i giggled.

"i literally don't take anything serious," she shook her head. "only this relationship."

i glanced at her. "if you're tryna get some pussy you better come harder than that."

we both laughed.

then she got out of bed. "i'm finna shower," she said as she put her hair in a high bun. "you should pick a movie for us to watch."

"cmon you know i'm indecisive," i whined. "just tell me what to put on."

"no lani i picked one last night," she started. "and you fell asleep."

"well it was boring," i mumbled.

"then you pick one!" she exclaimed in laughter. "and it better not be boring," billie mocked as she went into her bathroom and closed the door.

"okay fine," i sighed. "i have one in mind."

"do not play despicable me!" she exclaimed through the door.

i groaned as i slammed the remote on her bed. because that's exactly what i was going to put on. i continued to click through netflix before finally deciding to play boss baby.

i just think billie's reaction will be funny.

before billie showers at night, she does her skincare routine so i knew she was in there doing that first. then she always showers for a century because she's in there having another concert.

i say that to say that i got bored waiting on her so i went ahead and started the movie without her. i then began scrolling on instagram but eventually, my phone died.

"fuck," i rolled my eyes.

i looked around, trying to remember where i put my charger. i realized that it's on the floor right next to billie's bed.

without looking, i just reached my hand down to feel for it on the floor. but instead of touching my charger, i touched a book.

i grabbed the book and picked it up. it was billie's song journal. she shares shit about it with me sometimes but i never looked at it on my own.

i probably shouldn't?

but i mean..

i don't know.

anyway, i started flipping through the book in curiosity, sitting on the bed with my legs crossed. i was smiling at some of the sketches billie has in here. i forget how good of an artist she is cause she never acknowledges it.

then i continued to flip and my smile slowly fades as i read some lyrics/ thoughts she's written down.

a couple minutes later, her bathroom door opens and i shoot my head up, kinda startled. she furrowed her eyebrows at the sight of me.

"um," she started as she stood in the doorway in her bath towel. "find what you were looking for?" she rose her eyebrows.

i just looked at her and tilted my head. "who is this about?"