A/N: Buckle up, it's 3 am and the next few chapters are sorta wild. Comment and vote bc I love you with my whole heart.

Also, none of you mentioned the kink that I was thinking so we're just not gonna do that lmao.

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"You down?" Rory asks, holding up a joint.

"You kidding? I need that," I snatch it from her hand, practically running onto the balcony.

"It's like 10 am," Dion frows as they both join me on the balcony.

"And? Hazelee is at daycare and Sophia agreed to watch her all night," I light up the joint, inhaling and holding for a few minutes before exhaling. "I am fucking free," I practically shout.

"You're crazy," Rory chuckles, steeling the J from me.

"I wish. I used to be crazy and party all the time- wait do you guys remember Drew?" I interrupt myself. They both nod their heads.

"What about her?" Dion asks.

"She has been threatening to tell Billie about the drugs," I roll my eyes.

"Billie doesn't know?"

"No," I shake my head, "She finna break up with me."

"Well, you could stop selling. I'll take back what I just brought you," Dion proposes as he hits the joint.

"I can't though. I quit at Apple," I admit.

"What the fuck? When?"

"Last night. I can't handle customers anymore!"

"But what are you going to do?" Rory asks with concern, passing me the weed.

"Jump off this balcony," I shrug. "Would five stories be enough for death?" I wonder out loud.

"Carter," Dion says seriously.

"Relax, it's a joke," I roll my eyes.

"I'm genuinely worried about you," he admits.

"Okay well stop worrying. I'm fine, honestly. I have the best girlfriend I could ask for, Hazelee is safe, and...." I think about what else is currently good, "and I have a joint in my hand."

"I'm taking you out tonight. We are gonna go have dinner and after we're gonna do facemasks and shit."

"Billie's coming over this afternoon but I can meet you there. Just tell me when and where!"

"Great!" Rory smiles.

We all just enjoy the morning air, finishing off two joints before I get a text from Hailey.

Do you have more stuff? I need it asap!

Just got more today. What do you need?

Weed, xanny, shrooms, and coke

Damn Hailey

It's not all for me

Can you meet now?

Yes!!

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I feel a little guilty cuddling up to Billie on the couch. Less than three hours ago I was smoking weed and dropping off drugs to a 17-year-old. I wish I knew what Billie's response would be. I wish I never started doing this shit. I never thought I'd meet anyone or fall in love for that matter.

Am I in love?

"Woah. Every muscle in your body just tensed up," Billie said, holding me tighter as I stared forward at the tv.

"I'm sorry," I practically whisper. Billie places her fingers under my chin, turning my head towards her.

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?"

"I'm in love with you," I blurt out without even thinking.

Her lips upturn into a smirk, her eyebrows raising. "Is that so?"

"Shit, I mean I-"

"I'm in love with you too," she whispers, my face dropping.

"Y-You can't be," I shake my head, getting out of her comforting arms, subconsciously pacing the length of the room.

"You're freaking me out. Why can't I be in love with you?"

"Because you don't know everything about me," I stutter.

"Please come sit down," she pleads and I oblige, sitting next to her but keeping my distance. "Of course I don't know everything. That's what makes a relationship fun. As we grow we continuously learn more about each other."

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom but stay here," I sigh, needing to take a minute before I tell her.

Once I've composed myself I walk back into the living room, suddenly Billie looks upset. "What is this?" She asks frustratedly, showing me her phone.

It's a very clear video of Hailey and I in my car. You can't see any drugs but the wad of cash she hands me makes it look pretty suspicious. This was today. "Where the hell did you get that?"

"Drew sent it to me," she states, shoving her phone into her pocket.

I was just about to tell her for fucks sake.

"Oh my god," I sigh, dropping onto the couch, burying my face in my hands.

"What do you need to tell me, Carter?"

I couldn't speak as I tried to hold back my tears. I was too scared. She's gonna leave me and we just admitted that we loved each other.

"I-It's not as bad as it seems," I take in a shaky breath.

"So, you do deal drugs?"

I look up at her as she's stood in the middle of the living room, her hands balled into fists. Fuck my life. She begins to walk towards the door but I quickly get up, grabbing her hand and holding her back.

"Please at least let me explain," I plead.

"What is there to explain? You've been hiding who you are... do I even know you at all?"

"Yes, Billie. You know me, this is me I just- Please sit down."

"Fine, but I swear to god if there isn't a good reason for this I'm walking out that door."

"Okay," I agree and she pulls her hand out of mine, sitting down on the couch.

"It all started when I got Hazelee..." I begin to tell her the whole story. Who I sell drugs to, when I sell them, the type of drugs I sell, where I get them from, and admitting I quit at Apple while she sits and listens.

"I'm sorry I never told you."

She lets out a loud sigh before finally speaking, "I forgive you. I probably wouldn't have told me either," she finally makes eye contact, "I get why you did it but you have serious potential with music, you don't have to continue doing it."

"I know," I nod, keeping my head down.

"Carter please look at me," she asks gently and I look up from where I'm sitting on the coffee table in front of her. She holds both my hands in hers, instantly easing my nerves. "Do you trust me?"

I nod in response. "Then please let me help you."

"Okay," I agree and she pulls me off the coffee table so I'm straddling her lap.

"It's hard to be mad at you when you look so hot," she chuckles, swiping a piece of hair out of my face.

I don't respond, instantly connecting our lips. I was going to keep it gentle and short but she had other ideas, her tongue sloppily making its way into my mouth. Our tongues glid together and I can't help but feel dizzy in the best way possible.

I pull away after a few moments only to connect my mouth to her neck, instantly finding her sweet spot, hearing a shaky breath escape her mouth. As I'm nipping and sucking I feel her chest rise up and down. Billie grabs my hair in a fist pulling lightly as I make a dark mark.

She pulls me away by the hair and I smirk at her. "What do you want babe?" I question innocently.

"Touch me," she whimpers.

"Where?" I raise a brow teasingly. She immediately grabs my hand, guiding it to the heat over her sweat pants. I scoot back on her lap, watching as her eyes dilate with excitement.

"Right there?" I smirk, teasing her over the fabric. She bites down on her bottom lip, nodding her head shyly.

I get onto my knees, hooking my fingers in her waistband, glancing up at her for approval. She gives me the go-ahead and I slip them down along with her thong.

I start by kissing up her inner thighs, her body twitching in anticipation. Once I make eye contact with her centre I see how wet she already is, causing me to chuckle. I pull apart her lips with my fingers, blowing on the heat. "So pretty," I husk. She lets out a soft moan and I run my tongue over her sensitive bud.

Her breathing only gets louder as I run my tongue around her clit, up and down and side to side picking up the pace as I work. Her fingers tangle into my hair, pulling me impossibly closer. Both my hands on top of her thighs.

"Baby," she moans out as I insert a finger, curling it perfectly. I clasp one of my hands in hers as the other continues to curl inside of her.

I can tell she's getting close as her walls clench around me, her fingers squeezing my hand and her moans getting louder. "Mhm," I hum onto her skin and that's when she releases. Her body paralyzing for a second before she breathes heavily again, falling back on the couch.

I pull away, licking my fingers clean as my other hand is still in hers. As I'm about to kiss her my phone starts ringing loudly and I groan with an eye roll. I look at it seeing Rory calling me.

"Shit," I mutter under my breath.

"Hmm?" Billie hums in question, her eyes closed.

"I'm late. I'm meeting Rory for dinner," I explain, sending Rory an 'on my way' text before sitting on Billies lap.

"Don't go," she pouts her lips. I place a quick peck on them and get off her lap.

"As much as I'd love to stay and destroy your pussy, I really gotta go," I say, grabbing my bag and putting shoes on.

"Stay as long as you want my love," I smile, kissing her forehead.

"I love you," she smiles.

"I love you too."

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"What to you so long-Oh!"

"What?" I ask, sliding into the booth.

"Your hairs a little..." she motions to her hair like it's messy.

"Oh god," I chuckle.

"I'll be your server for the night. Can I start you off with any drinks?"

"I'll have two shots of fireball and a margarita," I order.

"Ow, same," Rory exclaims and the waiter nods before walking away.

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