I open my eyes slowly, seeing that the floor is sligthly glowing in orange from the raising sun on the sky. I sit up and strech my arms, making another pair of arms fall off me lazily. In confusion, I look to my right to see the beauty who sleeps with her mouth opened, her teeth showing. I smile before carefully kissing her jawline. I put a white T-shirt on before walking over to the window to watch the sun raise. The buildings in the city looks like small sugar cubes far away against the horizon. I rest my head in my hands as I study the view more. Something about sunrises is so calming and beautiful. It just, makes everything make sense. Okay, I should stop being deep and just live in this moment. Carefully, I reach my bag before plugging my headphones into my phone.

I know that it hurts sometimes, but it's beautiful

Workin' every day, now you bleedin' through your cuticles

Passin' through a portal as you're just sittin' in your cubicle

Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful

Tryna keep it cool at your grandfather's funeral

Findin' out eventually the feelin' wasn't mutual

You were not invited 'cause you're nothin' like the usual

Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful

The calm voice of Lil Peep makes the view even better as I close my eyes, focusing on the beautiful moments that I'm living in right now. No stress, no sadness, no worrying, just me and Billie in the same room. That's more than enough for me. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder, making me tense before turning around. I relax when I see that Billie stands behind me, her hair messy and her eyes red but still as beautiful as always. She smiles at me before wrapping her arms around me from the back as I sit in the wooden chair, putting her head on top of mine and watching the view as well.

''It's beautiful,'' she mumbles, her chin bouncing against my head as she talks.

''It is,'' I simply answer as we keep watching the yellow globe travel it's way up on the blue sky.

After a while, Billie kisses my head before walking over to her bed, grabbing her phone.

''Our flight leaves in three hours, we should leave like... now,'' Billie says with a husky morning voice and I immediately stand up, feeling how the anxiety starts to enter my body. I will meet a man that I've never even seen before. I didn't know that he existed until a couple of days before so that doesn't make the whole thing less scary. Billie probably doesn't realise how much I appreciate her for coming with me, because I keep quiet as I try to become less nervous. After putting everything in my bag, I look at Billie to see that she's done too.

''Ready?'' She asks and I nod, biting my lip. As I look away a bit, she takes a step closer to me, putting her hands on my arms.

''It will be fine. I promise that you will do great,'' she says, concerned while rubbing my arms gently. I hate when she takes care of me like this because I want to show her that I can do this by myself.

''Let's go,'' I simply says before grabbing my suitcase and opening the door. It's pretty early, so we try to keep quiet as we walk through the hallway to put our shoes on. As I tie my white sneakers, I hear how the door to Finneas room squeeks, making both me and Billie shoot our faces up.

''Are you already leaving?'' He asks, scratching the back of his neck.

''Yup, we'll be back in a couple of days,'' Billie says before standing up to approach Finneas.

''Oh, okay. Have fun you two! My favorite couple!'' He says happily, making Billie sigh as he hugs her tightly.

''Shut up, bro,'' she mumbles into the older guys white T-shirt. He giggles before approaching me and hugging me as well. I hug him back, seeing how Billie smiles over his shoulder. She probably likes how well I get along with him and I think that's cute. After saying our goodbyes to Finneas, we open the door and enter the elevator. It's pretty awkward, probably because I'm so nervous that I can't come up with anything to talk about. After a while, I realise that I am the one who needs to start a conversation so I take a deep breath before starting to talk.

''We're staying at-'' I start.

''Loews Chicago Hotel,'' she finishes, making me look at her in a weird way.

''Yeah,'' I sigh, biting my lip. That was not a good conversation subject apparently. I desperately try to come up with anything else to talk about to show Billie that I'm not nervous but suddenly, she grabs my face harshly with her hands, turning it around before pressing her lips against mine. I don't even have the chance to react before I'm pressed against the wall, making out with her as if I don't have a choice. Even though this is a serious situation and we're about to do something big, I can't help but enjoy how our tongues move against each other as small whimpers slip out of our mouths. Her hands roam all over my body and mine are doing the same as our bodys are so close to each other. After a while, Billie pulls away while smiling.

''Why?'' I simply ask, giggling.

''I know how to get things off your mind for a while,'' she shrugs, making me smile while rolling my eyes. I can't lie, the hot make out-session really made me less nervous so her plan worked well.

''I'm sorry for being so distant. I'm just nervous,'' I finally admit, making Billie pout before looking at me.

'Everything will be okay. I'm always by your side if something would happen, okay?'' She says, reassuringly and I nod. It actually feels a bit better when I realise that the girl I love will be there for me during these times.

''I love you so much,'' I say, placing my lips against her cheek, making her smile.

''I love you too,'' she says, stepping out of the elevator. The uber is already waiting for us as I open up the door, getting comfortable in the leather seat. When the driver starts the engine, I rest my head against the car window, looking at the city as we pass by all the buildings. This is so confusing. Sure, I've been talking with Charles a lot and I know very much about him, but maybe that's just what he shows? What if he is a serial killer who will haunt me down or something and that's why my mom left him? The thought almost makes me laugh as I realise how much I am overthinking this, but it's not impossible.

After a while, we arrive at LAX airport and I open the car door before thanking the driver while Billie pays for the ride. It's early so there's not many people at the airport when I walk through the glass door, followed by Billie. My mind is on autopilot so I don't even get to think before I've checked in and now I'm sitting in one of the blue seats in the waiting room. Billie probably sees how tired and exhausted I am, so she simply pats her thighs for me to lay down. I smile before leaning down, getting comfortable in her lap.

Eventually, the now familiar voice message about our plane being boarded blasts through thee speakers and I stand up, barely managing to walk because I'm so tired. Billie giggles as I wrap an arm around her shoulder on our way to the plane. We show the woman in the desk our tickets before boarding the plane. I almost kick a child for not going to his seat fast enough and it pisses me off, but Billie stops me from doing so. Instead, I sit down in the light blue seat, soon being joined by Billie.

''Get some rest now before you hijack the fucking plane or something,'' Billie mumbles as I lean my head against her shoulder and it doesn't take a long time before I fall asleep in the loud airplane.