"How was that?"

Josh says as he puts his plain shirt back on.

I wanted to say that I was better off crying instead of that whole fiasco, maybe even spit on his face. But lying is key when it comes to faking having a good time.

"Oh, it was great!"

I add on to the lie with a wide smile to show that I actually meant it.

I pray for whoever gets him after me.

—

"So, do you wanna watch something? Maybe get something to eat?"

"Oh no it's okay Josh you don't-"

I try to cut our time together short, but he cuts my protesting sentence off with his own pleading one.

"No! It's okay! We can do so much to get your mind off of whoever it is you didn't want to remember,"

I had a plan. It was like a lightbulb going off after Josh opened his mouth.

"Maybe tomorrow Josh. How about a date?"

Would y/n be as jealous if I went out with someone? I hope she does. I can't believe I'm doing this but, why not.

Josh nods his head fast.

"Good."

I say as I kiss him on the lips.

Josh touched my cheek as a response to the kiss.

His lips were dry and small. Ew.

I pull away and flash a fake smile at him.

"Bye!"

I shout my quick goodbye as I turn to leave the house.

Josh lets me as I continue to walk further away from him. Oh what a turn this will be for my mental health. And I don't know if it will be a good one.

While Billie was busy at home the next day thinking of the date she was going on that day and how to get y/n jealous, y/n was actually hanging with Jetta and her friends.

She was completely unbothered by Billie at the moment, and genuinely forgot about Billie while she was talking to Jetta.

"Do you ever get sleep?"

Rich questions out loud as he touches the bags under Eli's eyes. Eli simply swatted away the other males hand as a response to his curiosity.

Jetta seemed to be enjoying my friends banter and bickering that has been happening between them all day. She holds in a laugh, causing her to not pay much attention to the other human in her lap! Me!

Even though I, on the other hand, don't like their play fights so much, she seems to get a kick out of it every time one of them pokes fun at the other.

I enjoy their company, but the bickering could get frustrating at times. Since it happens all the time!

It's like they can't help but go back and forth, I just wanna get them to kiss already!

The tension is THICK!

I know, Eli is straight. But damn! If I didn't know, I would mistake him for a fellow homosexual with the way he looks at Rich!

"Can we get ice cream now?" I interrupt the moment while I continued to rest my head on Jetta's lap.

"No! I wanna walk on the beach!"

Rich says as he pushes up his sunglasses more up on his face.

"But we can get ice cream and walk on the beach!"

I insist on the ice cream debate when Jetta speaks up, "I'm actually lactose intolerant. So I don't think it would be a good idea."

All of us turn our heads to Jetta. The hurt and confused look on our faces were clearly shown.

She shrugs at us. "Sorry. But I don't want to shit my brains out today."

I sigh dramatically and say,

"Fine. Then you will get something else!"

They all look at me now with confusion.

That's before I decided to grab Jetta, pulling her up from the bench we were just seated, and sprinting to the nearest ice cream shop on the boardwalk.

—

Jetta and I walk into the little shop as we see it's filled with family's sitting down.

It felt like we were the only teens in the place.

But I look up to see that the seller behind the counter, who looked to be the same age, if not younger then me and J, was indeed a teen too.

The female was punk, as she had to take her piercings out you can still see the holes in her face and ears, her makeup spoke for itself, and from what you can see through the glass counter she had platform boots on with spikes going up the back.

The girls face was in a resting state as she waited to serve more customers. Her fingers tapped the glass counter filled with frozen treats, but it held mostly the infamous ice cream that most paying customers come here for.

Jetta and I walk up to her with smiles on our faces from the run we just had. The recent memory we made now running through our minds to create the big smiles plastered to our faces.

The workers face brightens up at the sight of new people to serve. Trying her best to act cheerful I read her name tag placed above her left breast pocket.

"What can I get you ladies?" Meg says as she now holds a ice cream scoop in her dainty hands.

"Uh," I respond as I look at the selection below.

Jetta also looks around for a treat without dairy, which I'm guessing will be hard to find since we are in an ice cream shop.

I look closer to see the flavors and all of the different colors when I felt the feeling you get one someone is staring at you.

And it was loud and clear.

I look up to see Meg eyeing me from her position. Which was all the way across the counter.

"Can I help you?"

I ask her, which is ironic since she was supposed to be helping me if I needed anything here.

"I've seen you somewhere. I just don't know where."

It clicked in me that I am still famous so I instantly figured that she had seen me because of what I do.

"I'm y/n. I do music, that's probably why."

I got straight to the point about who I was and what I do for a living, while I see the gears turn in her brain to figure it out, I then see a lightbulb go off too.

"Oh! Yeah I heard some of your music! It's amazing!"

I was flattered. She seems really nice.

"Thank you,"

"You're more hot in person by the way."

I blush and gave a quick thank you again. Compliments are nice and I just get red, but that doesn't mean I like Meg or anything. And I feel like I have to explain this every time to Rich when he points out that I'm red in the face after receiving a nice comment about me.

Jetta seemed to be getting uncomfortable with the interaction and it looked like she just wanted to walk out of the store.

"Do you have anything without dairy here?"

Jetta asked, the jealousy raging in her.

"Like, dairy free ice cream?"

"Yes. Like dairy free ice cream,"

I smirked as you can tell how every expression on her isn't hidden, like she was meaning to be a bitch to Meg.

I but my arm around her, trying to see if that will calm down Jetta.

J instantly melts into my touch and snakes her arm around my waistline.

"Would you like a particular flavor?"

Meg says as she interrupts our little moment.

"Mint."

I tap her arm, indicating that she has to be nice.

"Please."

I turn my head to talk to her and I smile.

"See, being nice isn't so hard."

I whisper to J as she rolls her eyes.

Meg then turns to me,

"Did you pick anything yet?"

"I'll have vanilla please,"

"Coming right up,"

Meg walks away to find the ice cream that J ordered while we waited in front.

—

Jetta and I walk out hand and hand with our ice creams while we see a little Rich and Eli fighting in the distance.

"Again?"

I groan to myself while I let go of Jetta's hand and run to them. But before doing so I swiftly hand off my ice cream to her.

"Come on assholes! Stop ruining the moment!"

I take one of Rich's ears and pull it while I do the same to Eli. I drag them back by the ears to where Jetta was standing. Their consistent "ow's" and weird wincing noises could be heard every other second.

"But he started it!" they both said in unison once we came to a full stop in front of Jetta.

"I don't give a fuck! Just stop it!"

The anger in my face was beaming out. If anyone were to take a look, they would be frightened.

As they all look at my expression Richard and Elijah both mumbled an apology. While the other person standing there, yet to be criticized today for their behavior, seemed to be amused by my dominance towards them. I take a glance at the amused Jetta, the smirk on her face causing my cheeks to tint a shade of pink.

I silently try to take my ice cream back from her; Making some movement to blow away the tension. Our fingers touched slightly as I held my hand for a second longer on the cone of the ice cream.

"Thank you."

I say quietly as I snatch the dessert back into my own hands for me to enjoy.

She shakes her head to me as a sign that she had no problem with the ice cream holding that she had to do.

Rich stares at me and gives me this look. As if he can read my mind he says, "Bottom"

Faked coughs could be heard after that degrading comment thrown my way.

I turn to him, ready to fire back at this little bitch.

Jetta was once again amused at me and my friend group. Eli was being Eli and just watched the little fight.

"I don't really think I'm the bottom here. Since every time you talk about "doing it" with a "sexy man" you seem to have also mentioned every single time that you loved taking it in the-"

My sentence was cut off when Rich slapped his hand up to my mouth. Richards eyes were wide while he kept his hand on my mouth.

Jetta and Eli let out laughs as I pat myself on the back for being able to get back at him.

Eli looks at me and nods his head, a way to show that he remembered those stories too.

Jetta's head went back as she was just deep into laughter because I had just embarrassed Rich.

I take a good look at her and remember just how beautiful she was when she was just doing nothing.

But I couldn't really keep my feelings as I just replaced the word beautiful with pretty.

We aren't even a thing, yet I want to be.

But not at the same time.

It was like I was telling myself to fall in love with her, just to be in love? Forcing myself to love her isn't real love. But damn I know myself well, and I know for a fact I'm not gonna listen to any suggestions on my love life.

But to put my weird thoughts and questions behind me, I come back to reality to see them all calming down from the situation before.

Thanking whatever god that is in the sky that the group didn't notice me blanking out.

—

As we all walk on the boardwalk, we were just messing around, when a group of teenaged girls come up to the group.

The small group of three all shared one thing in common. They were all shy. Or at least looked like it.

When one girl stepped up to talk she began to blank out and play with her fingers.

But she stuck through the nervousness and spoke up.

"Hi y/n! Sorry to bother you, but me and my friends were wondering if we can take a picture? It's okay to say no."

I laugh a little and nod my head to them. "Sure, I'm not busy anyways."

They all agree on taking single photos and then a group photo. But as they were all talking about it I just stayed still and let them decide since it was their picture after all.

As I was standing there I noticed what they were all wearing. One girl stood out as I take a look at her shirt to notice it's one of Billies merch. Oh great. Lucky me to just see Billie everywhere.

Once I take a pic with two girls the last one with the Billie merch comes up to me, and gives me the tightest hug out of all of them. I try my best to squeeze back but her hug was very strong for a teen girl.

As the hugging ends she smiles bright at me as she sees that I was smiling as well.

We then quickly take a picture together. But that ends and we go back to where we were.

"Oh my god I have so many questions!"

"Well I'm sure I'll be able to answer a few,"

I reassured her that the time we had wouldn't be rushed as that would be very rude of me. And since I don't get fans often, I wanna save this moment to the few that I have.

As I look over to the rest of the group, I saw that the two girls kept them all busy.

"Oh Rich! I love you so much, you are so funny!"

"Omg Jetta?!? How's it with y/n?"

"Eli!!!"

I didn't even realize that the people that enjoy me actually knew about them. And I was also surprised that they knew Jetta THAT quick.

But I let it go as I go back to the blushing girl in front of me.

"So, what's those questions you were talking about?"

Her smile gets bigger as she gets to talk to me.

"So many!"

She pulls out her phone, goes to the notes app, and I could see a whole folder just for me.

I smile a bit as I realize who I am to these people, and I'm proud about it.

"Okay okay! So my name is grace! And I was wondering if I can ask a few questions?"

I didn't even notice that she had her phone set to record, as these questions were now being documented.

"Go ahead."

I make it short as I got interested with these questions.

"Okay, just to get this out of the way. Are you and Jetta a thing?"

I laugh lightly as I look over to Jetta being hugged by one of the girls.

"No. But maybe soon. I know as much as you do kid."

She quickly moves on, as I am pleased that the question she just asked was the icebreaker.

But I was very curious to see answer the others.

"It's been a little bit since a new song, or anything music related. Is there something?"

Grace smiles again and we both share eye contact.

I gave her a look and she gasped as I just told her but also didn't at the same time.

"You'll see tomorrow."

"Oh shit!" Those words slip out as Grace holds her hand to her mouth.

"Okay okay," she moves on with so much happiness radiating off of her.

"So I think this one is hard. But as you can tell, I'm a Billie stan. So I wanted to know since of past history,"

I blank out completely, as my face shows that I was getting nervous. Jetta pokes her head in the frame of the phone so she could be seen in the video. Jetta was also waiting for the question when I was almost pissing my pants waiting for it.

"Did you see that Billie was on a date today with one of her friends Josh?"

Saying that all of my body shut down would be an understatement to what my heart felt. My heart literally sank as I heard she was with someone else.

But that thought led me to thinking about her seeing me with Jetta might of made her feel. And how it would have hurt her to see me with J. But since I knew Billie was petty, I made sure to tell myself this might be a way for her to get back at me.

But being petty back is funny, so why not?

I wait to answer for a moment as Jetta leaves the view to go with everyone else. Jetta seemed to be uncomfortable that Billie showed up everywhere that I went, but kept it cool around everyone.

"I'm hanging with friends today. And I haven't been on my phone, so no. But I don't really care, that's her life, you know."

Grace nods as she understands my answer.

"Any other questions?"

I couldn't tell if my face was showing it, or my body. But I felt hurt and just flat out uncomfortable as the thought of Billie was now running around in my head.

"Uhm," Grace says as she was trying to remember the questions to ask me.

"When are you going on tour?"

My mind went back to normal as I didn't even realize when I could go touring. I wasn't even prepared for that question since I didn't know myself.

"To be honest with you, I have no clue."

We laugh as the thick tension before was now thinner and everyone seemed okay in that moment.

—

Josh and I sit down at the table as the waitress was already waiting to take our order.

The paparazzi was outside the glass window of the restaurant, flashing their cameras and taking videos as well as dozen of pictures of me and my date.

If this was a date I was actually looking forward to, then I would have been annoyed about them being here. But with me wanting to get back at y/n, this wasn't an issue at all. The only issue was that I didn't want this date to actually happen, while Josh did.

He was just super disgusting, and I will never know why I ever had feelings for him, but I'm glad I don't have them anymore.

"Oh look. They're here." Josh mutters under his breath as he points to the people outside.

"Oh. I guess you're right."

I say as I'm not surprised by them being here to see me. It was like an everyday thing when I leave the house to socialize with others.

Josh seemed to be getting annoyed as I showed no emotion towards them being there. It didn't bother me, and I wasn't going to pretend it did.

"Can't you get rid of them or something?"

Josh questions as his face starts burning up.

I pretend to think before I quickly said, "No."

Josh didn't seem so happy with that answer when he said, "What do you mean no?! You're the one who's the celebrity here!"

I was struck with confusion as Josh was making a scene about something that I had little to no control over.

After I didn't respond to him, he says, "whatever."

Cold bitch.

—

"Can I drive?"

Josh asks as we go to my car. I already knew my answer to that.

"No way in hell."

He pouts as he gets into the passenger side of my car, while I happily go into the drivers side.

I start the car, put my seatbelt on, and drove right out of the restaurant parking lot as Josh seemed impatient for some reason.

And once I was fully out of the parking lot I decided to ask him about his eager behavior.

"What's with you?"

Josh looks over to me with lust in his eyes.

"I want you, Billie."

It took everything in me not to gag as those words slipped from his lips.

Instead I nod as I focus on the road instead of the horny dickwad next to me.

"Well. Are you going to respond?"

Josh tried to make his voice sound seductive as he lightly stroked his finger tips up and down my thigh.

"Josh,"

I say as I move his hand off of me.

"Why don't you wait until we get back to your house. I don't want to crash or..."

I tried to make an excuse so I went with a normal response, "...something."

Josh understands as he sits back in his seat as I try with everything in me not to vomit in my mouth.

Yeah, we did it once! But come on! Is he that desperate that he needs his little shrimp "in" there again?! Damn I hate so many men. And Josh just equals ew to its finest.

—

"I can't wait to be alone with you,"

Josh blurts out to me bluntly as we walk into his house.

"Creepy"

I cough out those words as I try my best to sound legit.

"Huh? Are you okay?"

Josh asked me as he turns towards my direction.

I wave him off as I quickly dismiss any allegations that I'm not in fact fine. Which is the case, but who can say that now and days with so many guys like him?

Josh gets closer to me as I stand still, seeing what the fuck this boy thinks he's about to do.

"Didn't sound so sure."

He towers over me while his voice becomes venomous and bitter.

I stand under him, me being vulnerable to him if he tried anything physical.

"I...I'm sure Josh. I'm seriously d-dude."

I stutter out while my eyes dart everywhere but his burning stare.

Josh holds his ground while smacking his hand on my shoulder.

"Stop stuttering!"

My body flinches at his harsh bark at me.

I close my eyes and sigh as I try to regain my composure so I'm not a pussy.