hidden feelings

" i don't know what you doing to me, you driving me crazy and i don't like it"Billie*s POV:I woke up from the sun beaming through my window. I slowly blinked my eyes open and stretched my legs and arms, feeling some warmth on my stomach. I smiled brightly at the sight, her laying half on top on my lower stomach with her arms wrapped around me, her hair all around the place peacefully sleeping. I sighed , thinking about last night event, sure it wasn't the best but at least i could convince her to stay the night and fully listen to me for once, but one thing is absolute bothering me . I don't know why but the moment she said we are friends , didn't sit right with me. I was happy at first, i mean i needed like years to get her to stop acting like a bitch to me all the time, but on the other side i wasn't really happy about it. I don't know what is wrong with me , i feel like she's driving me crazy and i don't like it. I really have to stop feeling something for her or whatever the fuck is up with me or my head. I wanted to be her friend , that's it. No more or less.I sighed and slowly unwrapped her arms from me trying not to wake her up. I got up from my bed, stretched myself again , nothing goes over a good stretch for real tho. I walked over to my door and tried to open it as quietly as possible. I closed the door behind me and went down the stairs to the kitchen .I grabbed the coffee from the cupboard, poured some into the coffee machine, and switched it on. I opened the fridge, hoping to find something edible. Honestly, we're too busy to shop for groceries, and I can't go out without being recognized, so we usually use Postmates. but that's besides the point, if i had known that she would stay here overnight i would have gotten something. Anything for her you know .After looking through the fridge for ages i finally found some toast in the back of my fridge . You might be wondering who on earth keeps toast in the fridge. Yes, I do, so be quiet. I took the toast out of the fridge unwrapped it, grabbed a few slices and put them in the toaster , while waiting for the toast and coffee, I took two cups and plates out of the cabinet and set them on the kitchen island. I took the coffee and filled each cup with some.I was leaning against the island, scrolling through Instagram, and almost had a heart attack when the bread popped out of the toaster. I locked my phone and walked over to the toast, nearly burning my fingers when I took it out to put on the plate. That thing is always so hot it feels like you could burn down the whole kitchen with the toaster. I looked in the fridge once more and sighed with relief when I spotted an avocado tucked away in the corner—it was a better option than serving her plain, dry toast that could cause choking. I peeled the avocado, sliced it thinly, and placed the slices on the toast. Once I had finished making breakfast, I grabbed my phone, slipped it into my pocket, and somehow managed to carry two plates in one hand and two cups in the other. I hoped I wouldn't stumble and spill everything as I made my way to my room. Using my elbow, I gently pushed the door to my room open and walked over to my nightstand, where I placed the cups and plates. I returned, shut the door, and approached my bed, kneeling beside it while gently caressing her cheek with my thumb." hey sleepy beauty , i've got you some breakfast"She mumbled something under her breath i couldn't hear before she opened her eyes , sitting up on the bed and rubbing her eyes." good morning" she mumbled in her sleepy voice and damn, it was the cutest thing i've ever heard ."good morning to you too," I said with a smile, as I turned to reach for her cup. "I thought you might need some coffee," I mentioned as I handed the coffee to her. She exhaled deeply before taking the cup and sipping it. I then got up, grabbed my own coffee, and sat beside her on the bed. "how did you sleep ? " i ask her , reaching over her to take the plate, giving it to her . She gives me a small smile and takes a bite, saying, "I slept very well, but my head is killing me." She growls, realizing she hasn't swallowed her food before speaking, and quickly turns away from me, mumbling "sorry" as she swallows her toast.I laughed at her, stood up, and walked over to the nightstand to place the coffee down. "Yeah, you were really out of it yesterday," I remarked, picking up my car keys from the table and sitting on the edge of my bed to put on my shoes.„ uhm where you going ? „ i hear her shuffle behind me.„ don't panic , I'm going to the get some painkillers for your head when i'm back we can chill in my bed and watch some movies ? how does it sound ?" I turned to her, took her hand, and gently ran my thumb over its back."I'm not panicking," she said, clearing her throat as she pulled her hand away from mine. "But yeah, that sounds fine. I'll take a shower while you're gone," she added, getting up and walking to the door. Before leaving the room, she turned around to face me.

"Oh, um, I forgot. Do you have something I can change into? „

I nodded and went to my closet. "Sure do," I said while searching through it, pulling out a pair of grey sweatpants and a black hoodie. I walked over to her and handed them to her. "here, the bathroom is on the right side."

"thank you," she murmured, as she took the items from my hand and reached for the door knob.

„ always baby"She turned her head and looked at me, raising an eyebrow.„ what ? „ i chuckled.„ you're fucking annoying eilish" she said, shaking her head before quickly turning around and leaving my room. I shrugged my shoulders as I followed her "annoying you is entertaining, so I don't plan on stopping anytime soon"Whatever, she sighed, shutting the bathroom door behind her, leaving me feeling like a lost puppy in the hallway. I headed downstairs but paused in my tracks, then turned around and went back upstairs, approaching the bathroom. " what the hell am I doing here?" I muttered to myself before knocking on the bathroom door. I was on the verge of turning away to leave when she slowly opened the door, causing me to pause.„the fuck am i doing here" i mumbled to myself before knocking on the bathroom door . I was about to turn around and leave but stopped when she slowly opened the door"what now?" she questioned, leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed over her chest. "Uh, I was just wondering if you needed anything else so I could get it for you, but never mind," I stammered, beginning to turn away. However, she caught my wrist to stop me, looking up and saying, "thank you, Bil, for everything." She then leaned in to kiss me on the cheek.

I glanced down at her with a smile and whispered, "every time" while gazing into her eyes.

She laughed and let go of my wrist, saying, "Stop staring at me, you weirdo.""Uh, yeah, sorry," I mumbled, shaking my head to snap out of it. "It's just hard not to look at a face as beautiful as yours," I added with a shrug.She just laughed, shaking her head as she gave me a playful shove. "now go, you idiot."With that, she went back into the bathroom, shutting the door and leaving me alone with my thoughts once again."Perhaps I'm your idiot," I muttered under my breath, heading down the stairs to finally make my way out of the house..Stella's POV:After getting undressed, I turned on the water to slowly warm it up. I heard the front door close as I stepped under the shower and let the warm water run over me.

To be honest, Billie is very considerate and kind, so I'm glad I gave her the chance to be my friend. I had my first good night's sleep last night. I could certainly adjust to it. For a brief moment, the warmth of her body and the way she held me close helped me forget about all of my problems. I noticed that the vanilla shower gel had her scent when I grabbed it and applied it to my body. It was impossible for me not to smile as I rinsed off the soap. I shut off the shower when I heard my phone ring. I went outside, picked up the towel and wrapped it around my body, then hit the green button to answer the phone.

„ where the fuck are you ??! „ My brother's voice blasted through the phone, so I quickly pulled it away from my ear."I'm at a friend's house," I replied, a bit of attitude slipping into my tone. "No need to yell.""Could you drop the attitude? I've been worried sick! You completely disappeared for the night, and I was scared something had happened!" He continued, practically shouting into the phone. If he's not stopping with all the screaming he's breaking the speaker of my phone literally .„ yea and i'm... „ I'm trying to express myself amidst all his rambling.„ you coming home , now ! „"no, I'm staying here," I replied, rolling my eyes, already annoyed because he once again thinks he's my damn father. "you're coming home, I won't say it again."

"but"

"no excuses" He said, then hung up on me.

This fucking bitch . What am I supposed to tell Billie now? She's out there buying all that stuff for me, and here I am, being forced to head home. This is ridiculous—I can't even have one decent day.I tossed my phone onto the sink, put on the clothes Billie handed me, gathered my dirty ones, walked to her room, and threw them into the basket beside her bed. I picked up my bag, returned to the bathroom to get my phone, and sent Billie a message saying I had to go home and that we would catch up on the movie night. I grabbed my phone, intending to open Instagram to inform her I was leaving, but it switched off at that moment.

Fantastic, now I can't reach her, and I can't wait for her to come back because I'll be in trouble if I don't get home soon. With a sigh, I slipped my phone into my pocket, hurried downstairs to put on my shoes, and then made my way home.

Billie's POV:I ended up buying a few extra things along with the painkillers for Stella. I picked up some candy for her and, of course, some Takis for myself. I switched off the car, unfastened my seatbelt, gathered all my purchases, and exited the vehicle to walk towards the front door. I pulled the key from my pocket, entered, and used my foot to kick the door closed.

"I'm back! I hope you're ready for our movie night," I shouted as I entered the house. Heading into the kitchen, I placed everything on the table. Puzzled by the lack of response, I went upstairs and opened the door to my room. "did you hear me, Stella?" I asked as I stepped inside, but Stella wasn't there. I left my room and went to the bathroom, knocking on the door. "Stella, are you still not done? We're not going to a party," I joked, but there was no response. I opened the door, and it was empty too. "what the fuck" I muttered to myself as I reached for my phone in my pocket, dialed her number, and pressed the call button.

Mailbox.After hanging up, I went back to my room and threw my phone on the bed. "here we go again," I thought, flopping down onto my bed. Why am I so foolish for trusting what she says? I'm spending money on her to make her feel better, acting like a clown for her entertainment, while she messes around with me out of sheer boredom.Two can play at that game... just wait.