As I open my eyes, I look around in my girlfriend's bedroom before sitting up. I look to my left and realise that Billie is sleeping next to me, her body covered by the blanket. She looks so peaceful, like nothing can hurt her when she's sleeping. Suddenly, her eyes starts flattering and her eyebrows furrows. I look at her in confusion, wondering what's going on. Out of the blue, she shoots her head up and starts panting, looking around in the room with fear written all over her face.

''Hey, it's okay!'' I outburst, grabbing her wrists softly.

''Oh my god,'' she breaths out before practically falling into my arms. I bite my lip and wrap my arms around her tightly.

''What was the nightmare about?'' I ask quietly after a while.

''I'm fine,'' she mumbles into my chest.

''Billie, please.''

''It's okay. I don't wanna talk about it,'' she says, making me sigh before pulling her closer to me.

''That's fine,'' I sigh, stroking her dark hair.

"It's so fucking scary to be asleep," she mumbles.

"Why's that?" I ask quietly.

"I don't know. You just disappear from the world and suddenly it's gone eight hours or something," she explains.

"Yeah, that's weird," I simply say, actually thinking about the older girls words.

"I'm just scared that I'll wake up one day and everything is just different. Everytime I wake up, I just panic and make sure that you are here... with me."

"Bil-"

"I don't fucking know what I would do if you weren't," she says quietly as I discover a single tear in her eye. "Everytime I wake up, I think that everything between you and me was a dream and it breaks my heart."

"It's okay," I whisper when I hear her sob again. "I'll always be here."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

After a while, my phone lets out a noise, making me sigh.

''It may be important,'' I whisper before kissing Billie's head and walking over the wooden floor to the chair where I put my phone yesterday before falling asleep. I let out a gasp when I see the text.

Kevin doesn't answer, so I guess that he's still mad. It feels so fucking bad to just keep everything away from your best friend but we had no choice. I immediately feel a small knot in my stomach as I realise that I may be able to talk to Travis today and I walk over to Billie, patting her shoulder.

''Let's go, Travis is waiting!'' I say with a weak smile, making her smile widely.

''Really?''

''Really.''

As we enter the kitchen, Finneas is sitting by the table while giving us a weak smile.

''Good morning, are you guys okay?'' He asks before raising a glass of water to his mouth.

''Yeah. We get to see him today,'' Billie answers while grabbing a piece of bread and putting some lettuce on it. She hands me one of the sandwiches and we immediately sit odwn to eat.

''I really hope that it goes well,'' he says after a while.

''Thank you, Finneas.''

It's hard to swallow the small pieces of bread, but I know that I need the energy if I'm going to be able to talk to Travis. The nervousness just makes everything so much worse. Eventually, I manage to finish the food and after getting ready we enter the elevator outside of Billie's front door.

"Hey," Billie suddenly says, putting her hand on my arm. "Thank you for being here this morning."

"It's okay,'' I say immediately, a bit surprised from her sudden confession. She smiles before grabbing the back of my head softly, kissing my lips slowly. Her lips are so soft. Everytime mine touch hers, it just feels like everything happens in slow motion. It's insane.

When the elevator arrives at the first floor, we step out and immediately discover Julia's car outside of the apartment.

''Hey, let's go,'' Julia says quietly as we enter the car so I realise that she's not okay.

''Did you and Kevin talk?'' I ask her carefully, not wanting her to become mad.

''No,'' she simply says. ''He just told me that Travis was at the hospital.''

''Oh, okay. But did-''

Billie interrupts me by putting her hand on my thigh, making me look at her in confusion.

''Don't ask her so many questions,'' she mimics, making me bite my bottom lip while realising how annoying I am. Instead, I look out through the window as the buildings pass by. I wonder how it would be to live a normal life like veryone else. It literally feels like I'm in a movie or something where I'm the main character that everything bad happens to. Sometimes I feel pretty numb just because there are so many things that happens. It just feels... unreal.

Eventually, we reach the hospital and I immediately feel nervous. I've been without Travis for so long that it feels unreal that I'm about to meet him again. What if he hates me? What if he is mad? I exit the car and I feel how my legs are shaking as I walk towards the familiar building. I've been here too fucking much. My mind is on auto pilot as we all walk towards the receptionist and ask her which room to enter. It's hard to hear anything as it feel so unreal, but I can hear that the lady says something about ''number 39'' and ''one at a time''.

''Let's go, then,'' Julia mumbles and we follow her through the narrow hallways with light blue walls.

We stop outside of the big door with the number ''39'' on it.

''I just can't go in first,'' Julia admits after moving her hand away from the handle. Both Billie and her look at me, making me nod slowly before putting my hand on the cold handle. The door opens with a squeek and I gasp when I see my best friend in the bed.