billie's pov:
arya was just pulling up to the airport to drop me off, so i mentally went through what i have to do once i get into the building
scan ticket, get baggage taken care of, go through security, grab some coffee and snacks or whatever, go to gate
i'm pretty sure that's it...
it all seems so much simpler than it actually is, which is annoying as hell
before i walked away from the car, i pulled arya in for a hug to say our final goodbyes, until college of course, not addressing what we are/will become
i held her into me tightly for like two minutes straight before finally letting her loose, looking into her eyes with my arms on her waist
"please be safe while i'm gone and don't do anything stupid. call me anytime you want to talk"
"okay. you need to be safe too. text me when you land. if anything goes wrong, please let me know"
"okay, love you"
"love youuu" she dragged out as i waved and walked away, turning back to make sure she drove out of the airport safely
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arya's pov:
i drove off, feeing kind of sorry that i'm literally glad billie's gone, but it's whatever. i mean, we just have our differences
that's not an issue at all, but i just was hoping to spend more time with my friends from home, making me eager for billie to fly back to california
on the way home, i listened to my playlist, consisting off lots of beyoncé music
"I GOT HOT SAUCE IN MY BAG" i yelled out to myself when the song got to that line
okay, so i'm obsessed with music and literally love pretty much anyone in the industry, i mean, unless they do something really bad or illegal or what not. here's the problem though, i have been head over heals in love with beyoncé ever since i was like 14 years old, it's kind of unhealthy at this point
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when i got home, my moms car was back in the garage, but i didn't think anything of it because the days pretty much over, and proceeded to go inside and throw myself on the couch
i got myself situated with a bag of popcorn so i could catch up on the bachelor, which i haven't watched in like three weeks
my mom came down the steps and say with me
"did you eat yet"
"no. i'm honestly not even hungry anymore"
"that may be the case, but your body still needs something"
i sat silently waiting for her to continue
"do you want something delivered? i can make something if you'd prefer"
"how about ihop? i haven't had that in a hot minute"
"you know i don't like that restaurant, but i guess i can suck it up for a night, considering i don't think you've had that in like a year"
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bro ik this is hella short (literally only 400 something words) and i PINKY PROMISE this will never happen again
the fifth year of billies vanity fair interview came out the day i'm writing this and it put me in tears because i was so happy for her but also was getting emotional, seeing how much she had grown over the years
suggestions?
predictions?
i love you
-c🪐