Jordan POV
After Billie woke up, we all had a lovely breakfast with my dad and Pamela. By now I have accepted that Pamela is a part of our family and I am okay with it since I only want my dad to be happy. I actually haven't heard from my real mom since I have been in Canada for Christmas and I wonder what she is doing every day. Maybe I should try to call her soon... I mean it's been months.
"What are you thinking about, hm?" Billie whispers into my ear, snaking her sexy hands around my stomach while I am drying off the dishes. I guess I looked too caught up in thinking about my mom and she noticed.
"Ugh, nothing.. I just- My mom hasn't texted me or anything since I've been with her on Christmas. It's kinda weird since she usually calls or texts at least once a week." I stop what I am doing and put away the towel as I sigh.
"It's probably nothing I am just an overthinker, sorry baby." I lay my head back on her shoulder, looking at Billie and giving her a quick peck on her cheek, making her smile.
"Jo, stop it Jordan. I would worry too." Billie spins me around to look at me. She takes my face in her soft hands and looks me up and down.
"Go call her right now." She kisses my forehead.
"Mh... I don't know. What if she changed her mind and doesn't want to talk to me anymore?" I look down, pulling away from her grasp and walking into the hallway.
"Why do you think she 'doesn't want to talk to you' anymore?" Billie catches up to me, grabbing my arm and pulling me back to her with a sad facial expression.
I sigh.
"I- I don't even know." My thoughts are going wild right now and I can't keep a sober thought.
Billie grabs my phone from my 'ass-pocket' and unlocks it, acting like nothing's wrong and like it's her's. Which it basically is.
"What are you doing? Stop it, Bil." I say defeated, crossing my arms and watching her.
"You will see, my dear."
She types some things in my phone and after a minute or so she clicks one last button, holding the phone up and waiting for god-knows-what. It takes me some seconds to realize that she is trying to reach my mom and my eyes widen.
"Billie, no!"
"Why not, Jordan? You want to call her and I won't leave you here all worried right when we are about to go on a fucking world tour. " She holds the phone up, making it unable for me to reach it.
"Maybe she wants to know what you're doing too and what happened in all these months. She is your fucking mom, baby. You love her and she loves you. Nothing bad ever happened between y'all." Billie looks at me with a you-know-what-i-want-look.
"Okay." I sigh again, taking the phone that is still waiting for someone to pick up.
"Thanks, baby."
I hold it up to my ear and wait for a good two minutes which feels more like ten.
"Chill, everything's good." Billie makes me look at her. She wants me to calm down.
"It's just your mom ba-"
Someone picks up.
"Yes? Jordan?" My mother's voice erupts through the speaker, cutting Billie off.
"H- Hi, mom."
"Jordan! I did not expect you to call me today... or the next few." She sounds taken away.
"Well... someone has to start, right?" I see Billie sticking her tongue out and laughing at what I said to her.
"Yea- Yeah."
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Therefore I am Yours | Billie Eilish - Watty Awards 2022
Fanfiction"Let me kiss you." she says, the paparazzi swamping the doors as the airport staff tries their best to keep them from running down the walls. This book tells the story of a girl who unexpectedly runs into the word wide-known superstar Billie Eilish...
