I sit up fast when I hear a voice through the speakers.

''We are now arriving in Denmark, prepare yourself for landing!''

Confused, I look around and realise that we're on an airplane. It takes a while before I remember what's going on. I'm going on tour with Billie and we're in Denmark after a long ass flight. Okay.

''Slept well?'' Another, more familiar voice asks and I realise that I'm resting my head on Billie's shoulder. I sit up, yawning before nodding.

''Yeah, for how long did I sleep?'' I ask.

''The whole flight'', she grins. How did I manage to do that? Well, it's great because that means that if the plane would have crashed, I maybe wouldn't notice. I also didn't have to sit in a chair and wait for ten thousand hours so that's nice.

''I got some pictures of you, look at my story'', she grins and I immediately hit her arm.

''No way! I look ugly when I'm sleeping!'' I ourburst.

''You always look ugly'', she says and I sigh.

''Billie, put your phone down. We're landing'', Finneas says, putting his seatbelt on and I realise that I've had mine on for the whole entire trip. Billie puts down her phone and I look out through the window, already seeing snow. Snow is really cool. Like, literally. We get closer and closer to the ground and the plane shakes more and more. Billie probably sees how I tense and she laughs a bit, grabbing my hand as I pray that we won't crasch into a fucking tree or something. So, suddenly I am in Denmark, what the fuck? I haven't been here before, what language do you speak in Denmark?

We get off the plane and I immediately feel how cold it is. I thought that it was cold to wear a T-shirt in Los Angeles at this time of the year, and it's even colder here. I start to shiver as we walk through the tunnel towards the airport.

"Bro, what the fuck are you wearing? You're so stupid, I swear to god" Billie sighs, referring to my thin piece of clothing.

"I couldn't find a jacket, I'm cold", I pout and she stops, taking off her backpack and opening it. She dig a bit before finding the sleeve of a hoodie, pulling it out. As she hands the gray hoodie to me, I immediately put it on, feeling surrounded by her scent and the warmth that it offers.

"Thank you", I say with a smile as we continue to walk. As we approach the end of the tunnel, entering the airport, there are so many people everywhere. How can it be more people at an airport in Denmark than Los Angeles?

"Our bags should come here soon", Billie explains, sitting down at a bench and I join her. The sleeves of the hoodie I'm wearing are pretty long, so they cover my hands and I grab the end of them, resting my head in my hands.

"How did you even convince your parents that I could come with you?" I ask, my eyes stuck on the two people that do look a lot like Billie.

"I didn't have to convince them, they like you", she simply says and I raise my eyebrows, convinced that she's lying.

"Man, you can't just live your life thinking that everyone hates you", she says as I feel her gaze on me.

"I don't", I say, not wanting to start anything right now. She sighs before unlocking her phone and I do the same. As I open up snapchat, I watch Billie's story and there are several videos and pictures of me sleeping. I will get my revenge later, man. After a while, the bags show up and I immediately grab mine, wanting to get out of this airport as fast as I can. Finneas, Patrick and Maggie follow us out through the airport and we have to stop a hundred times because people recognize her and want to take pictures. The sad part is that most of them just want a picture and then they leave. There are only like, three people who actually stop and talk to her and I see how that makes her happy.

"Okay, I think that there will be a lot of people outside", Billie explains before opening the door and she's right. There's a fence with a lot of people behind wearing her merch and shouting her name, making me tense a bit. She immediately runs towards them to hug as many as she can and that actually makes me calm down a bit. If she trust them, then I trust them too. It makes me happy to see how happy they make each other, does that make sense?

"I love you all so much. Are you watching the show tonight?" She asks while holding a crying girls hands and everyone shouts "yes".

"Okay, bye guys! I love you", she says one last time before we go to a black car together with the rest of Billie's family.

I enter the room that looks almost excactly like the room at her last performance and I look around. This time, the room is painted in light blue and there are also some posters of singers and bands that's been here. A big leather couch is placed along a wall and there's a table with a mirror in the front of it, so almost as the last time. I sit down in the couch, yawning while trying to realise that I'm here. As Billie sits down by my side, I unlock my phone to text the groupchat that we're here.

When I put my phone down, I feel how my head hurts as fuck from getting up so early and the lack of food. I put my hand on my head, closing my eyes.

''I have a meet and greet so I need to leave pretty soon, I think,'' she explains and I open up my arms for her.

''My head hurts,'' I mumble as she lays down, cuddling into my side while pouting.

''You can stay here in the room and rest while I'm there,'' she says, stroking some hair out of my face.

''Are you sure?''

''Yeah, hold on,'' she says before walking over to a small fridge on the floor that I discovered jsut now, grabbing a water bottle.

''Thank you,'' I say as I open the bottle, feeling how the cold liquid actually helps. As I observe her, I see that she looks exhausted and it breaks my heart.

''You good?'' I ask.

''Yeah, just tired'', she answers and I don't know if she's lying or not. However, I won't push her to say anything if she doesn't want to. I sigh, following her with my gaze as she gets changes into some other clothes. Not wanting to be a creep and stare at her, I unlock my phone instead. I see that many fans of Billie has tagged me in pictures but my eyes land on a special comment.

''Are they like dating or something?'' I read out loud, making me Billie turn around in confusion and I show her my phone with the comment.

''Fuck, they are speculating about it,'' she mumbles.

''Why can't you just tell them that we're friends?''

''Man, I can't lie to them like that. Plus, that will just make them speculate even more,'' she says and I sigh.

''I guess you're right.''

Billie throws a glance at the clock and looks stressed.

''I must go now, we'll pick you up when I'm done so we you can watch the show and shit,'' she says as she rushes over to me, pecking my lips.

''I love you, bye,'' she says after pulling away.

''I love you too,'' I say before she leaves.

I lay down on soft couch while realising how lucky I am to be here right now. The only thing that brings me down is my mom who's always on my mind, making me feel guilty for leaving her there in the hospital bed. Trust me, I hate myself every second I'm not in that room, holding her hand. That's what I'm supposed to do as her daughter and instead I'm touring with my girlfri- with the girl that I'm dating.

After a while, I decide to sleep the headache away as I close my eyes. It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep because of the intense day but the thoughts of everything keeps my awake I little longer than neccessary. Eventually, the tiredness takes over my body and I fall asleep.

-

I feel how someone shakes my shoulders, making me open my eyes to see a smiling Billie. She bends down and pecks my lips.

''Good morning,'' she chuckles. ''Does your head still hurt?''

''Not really,'' I answer truthfully, making her smile.

''Good. I'm going to do my soundcheck now, wanna watch?'' She asks and I nod as she grabs my hands, pulling me up to my feet. I look into her eyes and I feel myself leaning in as she puts her hands on my hips, pulling up my shirt a bit so she can rest her hands on my hipbones. When our lips come in contact, it feels like our first kiss. Even though we kiss almost everyday, it feels so new every single time. I want to keep kissing her as much as I can, I just want all of her. We pull away and her hands starts to caress my sides, moving down to my ass. I realise that she wants more, but I put my hands on top of hers and put them back to her sides, making her pout.

''You gotta do that soundcheck'', I smile and she smirks before we start to walk out to the long hallway that leads to the stage.