𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓃𝓉 ： 1.2k (literally who cheered)

warnings : use of yn sorry .. left on cliffhanger with 0.6% chance of a part two

you pull into a daves hot chicken, just wanting something light. but having not eaten in about 48 hours, you order a sandwich and two fries.

being too lazy to go home, you just pull into the parking lot and nibble on the sandwich there, putting on netflix on your aux you recline your chair and relax. small bites end up turning into you going ham on it

you thought youd be safe, being pulled into the corner of the parking lot and having tinted windows meant no one could see you.

you mouth harassed the sandwich in peace, for like about 3 minutes

until you heard a knock on your window.

usually, youd just drive off or ignore it like your parents say. but looking through the tint you see a group of teenagers, majority girls.

you roll down your window, then being met with a girl with black hair.

you wouldnt be overreacting when you said she was so FINE.

sharp jawline, button nose, and light blue eyes that were tearing into your soul.

which sucked because it was the wrong time, you being in sweatpants and a tank top while downing a spicy chicken sandwich.

“hi..”

“can i get one?” she asks

“...pardon?”

“a fry.”

“the restaurant's right there.” you mutter, yet loud enough for her to hear.

“yea but i want yours.” she replies, then a girl behind her peaks through.

“can i get one too?” the other girl asks, obnoxiously loud.

“quen calm down.” she asks

she turns back to you, giving you a sweet smile then putting out her hands.

you sigh then drop four fries into her hands. then going to roll up your window until she stops it with your fingers, which causes the window to go back down.

“are you watching scott pilgrim?” she says, peaking through the window.

“i gave you your fries.. what more do you want?” you say, slightly annoyed.

“uh we were about to go to the skatepark..” she says.

“okay.. goodbye.” you reply

.“wait no— come with us.” she asks.

“yea come with us!” a girl you later find out her name is odessa says in the back, eating her own food.

“uh no..”

“why..” she says in a whine.

“i don't even know you.. nor do i know how to skate.”

“you can just use my board y/n”

you almost choked on your mild spice sandwich.

“how do you know my name?” you ask, terrified.

“you're going to beverley? im your tour guide for tomorrow.”

“why’d you track me down to a dave's hot chicken.”

“I didn’t, it was fate. plus i saw your school photo on the school system”

“okay..” you mumble, sliding into your seat “what’s your name?”

“find that out tomorrow..” she says with a smirk.

“but I'll literally teach you how to skate– you can use my board.”

you sigh.

“how.. far is it?”

“5 miles”

“five miles? i don’t have enough gas for that”

“i’ll pay for the gas.”

“in this economy?” her friend says from behind.

“bro shut up it’s this or walk, and you're adding money too.” she says.

she turns back to you.

“so?”

“don’t touch anything, if i see dirt or scuffs you're getting dropped on the highway. And you're paying the full tank.”

billie smiles in excitement then goes to the other side of your car to get in the front seat, while her friends get in the back.

“So like how much is it usually..”

“for a corvette 100$...” you mutter.

billie sighs, looking out the window as we pull into the gas station. she pulls out her credit card and gets out the car.

“i’ll fill it for you.” she says, getting out and starting the gas for you.

you roll down the window so she can keep track of the tank, in the meanwhile you looked down at your lap while the two girls behind you spoke.

“thank you for the fries, im odessa and shes quen.” the girl with loose curls spoke.

“No problem..” you replied.

quen then pulls out a spicy chicken tender from her box and hands it to you.

you hesitate, not knowing if you should except food from complete strangers. but technically you knew the other girl because she was gonna be your guide.

f it you guess.

“thanks” you say, taking the chicken tender and biting into it slowly. At least it tasted normal.

billie gets back into the car after paying. She doesn’t buckle her seatbelt but instead turns to you.

“your tank is filled.”

“i can tell.” you replied.

she chuckled then leaned back into the seat. you began to drive and tried to block out the noise from the three girls in your car. yet you couldn’t help but notice billie staring at you.

you tried to drown the heat rising to your face, you couldn’t lie that she was cute. but it wasn’t easy for you to hit on people as it seemed for others, you always felt hesitant.

after a long yet suffocating drive, you three eventually make it to the skate park.

quen didn’t know how to skate either, so you felt more comfortable knowing that when billie pulled you onto hers.

her hands were trying dangerous zones, even if subtle. placing a hand on your waist to stabalize you while you tried to roll on the board.

she kept you on the stable ground before you went on the ramp. she seemed careful in making sure you wouldn’t fall.

“do you have other hobbies besides eating in a fast food restaurants parking lot?” she finally speaks up.

“do you have other hobbies besides stalking the person you’re supposed to give a tour to?” you shot back quickly.

“touche.”

she had helped you learn the basics, you were able to learn a simple shuvit but fell after a flip attempt.

“you’re getting better, very fast learner.” she said it with a certain tone laced in her voice.

“why say it like that?” you say with a nervous chuckle.

“i dunno.. just being honest.” she replies back.

you hum in acknowledgement, then look at odessa and quen talking closer to the ramp.

“don’t you wanna go skate?” you ask

“no i prefer being with you.” she replies.

“why though?” you ask again, not meaning to reply that fast as it comes up like word vomit.

“because you’re cute.”

mind u she doesn’t even know her name yet..

the person she was coupled up with was alright. but she had her eyes on you the most.

ever since you came in as bombshell, people tend to see you as intimidating. but after a few days of talking with the girls they were calm to know you werent.

they actually gave billie eyes every time they found out you guys had something in common.

you guys didn’t talk much, it was usually stolen glances and compliments on your swimsuits in the villa.

during the truth water dunk challenge, when she was given confessions she would always think it’s you just to push you into the water.

at that point you thought she hated you, yet you didn’t know why. you weren’t interested in the guy she was coupled up with.

talking with one of the girls your body stiffened as billie walked up to you.

“hey y/n! can i pull you for a chat?” she asks with that non forgiving confidence she’s carried all your time here.

you freeze, then nod nervously.

“don’t be shy i won’t bite you.” she chuckles, leading you to soul ties.

once you guys got there, you were met with a comfortable sofa that was in a shaded area.

“do you know who your gonna couple up with yet?” she asks you, taking a seat.

“i don’t know, plus i think it isn’t my choice this time. it’s voted.” you say, she could tell you were nervous around her.

she nods in acknowledgement, noticing the awkwardness of the room she speaks up.

“i hope you know i wasn’t trying to be mean during the challenge.” she starts. “i don’t really care for my couple anyway.”

your eyes widen a bit in shock, yes she did target you since you got there but it didn’t seem as friendly banter.

“then why did you do it, all the times i got dunked was because of you. and once trinity.” you say in a half joking manner.

“because i knew you’d look cute getting soaked.”

you quite literally choked on your drink

“pardon?” you ask her

“you heard me.” she chuckled at your reaction.

“would you be interested in coupling up? if america chooses us.” she then asks

“if you don’t bully me on these challenges again.” you say.

it had been hours,

or for you, an hour since your official year anniversary.

not one text, one call, one anything. his location stayed at his house as well.

he couldn’t have forgotten, it was your one year, the day he promised would be all about the two of you.

the soft rain tapped your window as you stared at your wall, zoning into abyss. maybe he would show up, or at least call to reschedule. but it wasn’t seeming as such.

minutes felt like hours. you didnt want to spam his phone but you kept texting if he was okay.

you even tried convincing yourself maybe it wasn’t your anniversary, but the date on your phone told you otherwise.

turning off the lights for the night, you finally get a knock at your window.

turning too quick your met with spiderman on your windowsill. holding tulips with fresh april rain droplets on it and tomadachi life in his other hand.

“spiderman is here to deliver you your gift from your boyfriend.” he starts in a fake deep voice.

“and to tell you, he is super sorry because finals and the most recent crimes have kept him super busy.” he said, taking his mask off.

it was so hard to be mad, plus this was so stinkin cute.

“it’s okay.” you say, walking up to him and planting a kiss on his forehead.

“no it isn’t, i ruined our special day.” he said, looking at you with those sad eyes.

seeing him sad made you sad. you knew he meant well.

peck.

you place a kiss on his check

peck, peck peck peck.

you place several all around his face and on his lips.

you start to speak after each one

“it’s. not. your. fault” you say, holding him tight.

he couldn’t help but smile, relaxing under your kisses.

“we all have our duties that unfortunately can’t wait. but that doesn’t mean you don’t care for me. i am so proud of you for balancing this all” you reply.

“now cmon.. i want to make our miis get married” you say, chuckling as you both walk to your bed to play on your switch.

having a girlfriend who’s spiderman was something you never thought you’d ask for.

her already being famous, her carrying the weight of saving the world, tours, and still being able to rub your back to sleep was light work to her.

𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓀𝓃ℯ𝓌 ．．

she didn’t want you to find out at first, being famous worked hand in hand with coming up with excuses.

you didn’t catch on for awhile, until you seen her coming home with bruises sometimes.

every lie got too intense until you eventually found out yourself, seeing her spider suit on accident.

the confrontation was a mixture of anger, confusion, and dishonesty, but you two eventually came to terms on it.

𝒶𝒻𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓀𝓃ℯ𝓌 ！！

she would beg to swing you around town, and you would always say no until she eventually convinced you.

you tried to make sure she was as safe as possible. knowing your way around tech you helped safety proof her suit.

she would always try to kiss you upside down when she wanted to.

to scare you, she would crawl on the wall or hide up there when you entered a room.

she recorded you guys when she was swinging once and it was the background of her song.

sometimes just to ignore you she would swing a web at your waist to spin you towards her.

one time she webbed you in the hair

let’s say you were mad the whole week.

she had to do some weird altering so that the chemicals didn’t stick like gum.

in public when there’s paparazzi, she webs you guys hands together so you guys don’t lose each other.

all in all having billie about gf is amazing, but spiderbillie is even better

january 2018, los angeles

The car parked in the driveway, the cool yet warm california air hits Avaniy and her nostrils. it was her birthday, but as the years came on it all blended to one and didn’t matter to her.

Avaniys brother had just taken her out to get a hoodie from the mall, the same cool one he owned. The supreme logo glossed against the hoodie as she held the fabric gently walking into the house.

What she didn’t know, was that her family and billies surprised you with a whole party. with her and finneas soon starting their ‘where’s my mind’ tour, she wanted to spend as much time with the girl as possible.

Walking in the door, her body slumped over and drained of its energy. She lets out a sigh wanting to immediately go to sleep and let the day pass by, the thought of her birthday left a bad taste on her tongue.

Her thoughts were interrupted as a flash of light blinds her eyes. once she was able to open them she saw her family and billies in her kitchen with a cake and catering.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” the silver haired girl shouted, immediately pulling her into a warm embrace.

The whiff of lemongrass from her shampoo fills her nostrils, giving the girl a sense of comfort. it was always Avaniy smelling Billie’s hair since she was taller. she was the older one yet she would fuss about how the both of them had a height difference.

“Wow.. thank you.” Avaniy says, putting on a fake expression of happiness.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t happy.

she was.

the happiness was sending signals to her brain, but it just couldn’t come through.

Lucky enough Avaniys act was believable, everyone gathered around the cake and sang to her.

Billie stared at your eyes the whole time, she loved the sort of softness that she carried. Yet she could always notice when something was off.

Her blue eyes on hers made her heart race more. It felt more intimate, yes their families were there, but she had other friends to invite. hell, it could’ve been a party. Yet her parents picked billie out of all the people.

to them, she was Avaniys and Avaniy were hers,

and that bond was never to be severed with.

After the cake was cut, their families let billie stay the night. It was the weekend either way, and sophomore year was tame as of now.

Avaniy and billie lay on the curly haired girls bed after finishing some of the birthday cake, Billie’s telling her an over exaggerated story on how being sixteen feels.

“You will start needing orthopedic shoes, yea and you’ll need a cane and dentures.” She replied, smiling to show her Invisalign she claimed as her dentures.

Avaniy chuckled a bit, Billie was funny sure but sometimes she’d have to force her laugh. She tries to hide what’s going on in her head but Billie notices instantly.

“Are you okay? It’s your birthday!” She said, her shouting was more lowercase seeming due to her concern.

“Yeah, it’s my birthday. Sometimes it feels lonely knowing that time is flying by, like nostalgia is hitting worse now. Yet it does feel comforting.. that I’m close to die. Once I die it won’t matter, but that moment is coming super fast I don’t know if I should-” She cut her own self off in annoyance.

“Sorry, this is stupid..” Avaniy chuckles, trying to throw it under the bus but looking at Billie she seems worried.

“It’s not dumb, yes you’re thinking hard about it but it’s understandable.” She replied, going silent for a second before she attacks her by her stomach and starts tickling her.

“What’re you doing-“ she’d say interrupted by a laugh that shot up straight from the pit of her stomach. She tried to push her off of herself but she wouldn’t let go.

“Stop being so serious all the time, or this will happen!” She said, shifting so she was on top of the girl.

Avaniy didn’t really notice it until she opened her eyes, her nervous system from the tickling came in clutch so the redness seemed from laughing too hard.

In one final push, she finally gets off her. But you accidentally push her off the girls full sized bed and she clung onto Avaniys shirt pulling her down with her.

They both froze for a second, looking at each other in quick shock. Only for Billie to start laughing again.

But then she stopped, instantly you hop back onto her bed.

She sits up and extends an arm out to avaniy, Avaniy accepts it and get back on her bed as well.

“I’m tired I am going to sleep.” The curly haired girl said, plopping her body down.

“Hey- im not letting you waste your birthday away that easily.” Billie said, but then she took a chance to really look at the girl and seen the exhaust painted on her face.

Instead, she puts the blanket over Avaniys body and slides next to her. Watching the girl slip her bonnet over her curls she takes a small box out of the pocket of her pajama pants.

She taps avaniy on her shoulder, her warm fingers contrast to the girls cold skin made Avaniy turn to face her. Handing her the box she couldn’t look the girl directly in the eye.

That was new.

New for her at least.

Billie was never scared, or shy. She was always the one to hold eye contact and go head first into things.

But now she wasn’t, she was different

Nervous even?

She opens the box, revealing a sakura necklace beneath it. It was her favorite flower, yet something she never mentioned in a while since you were little.

A smile appears on her face, she hold it up between the two of them and it turns around.

On the back, was customized and a message was put on it.

“𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠， －𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒“

“Thank you,” she say below a whisper, she was smiling not by force, maybe the only time that day.

“I don’t want you to ever forget that, even though our lives are always changing now.” She said.

“Do you promise?” Amani asks, running a thumb alone the indents of the engraved letters.

“I promise.” The blue eyed girl replied, resting a hand on Avaniys side when you turn to place the box on her nightstand.

“Goodnight Avaniy..” She mumbled into your ear

“Goodnight Billie.” She replies, eventually drifting off to sleep.

- may 2019, montreal canada

Promise.

That’s all it took

One lie.

Even if Billie meant it in that moment, she sure as hell didn’t mean it now.

It wasn’t on Avaniys mind all the time, she knew that her mood would be better if she didn’t think of it at all, even just think that the girl never existed.

But some moment she’d get to herself, even in a public area with action packed things going on.

Billie was still on her mind, and Avaniy couldn’t fake it. It was almost like music which helped them bond completely stole-

“Avaniy? Are you good?” Angel said to the girl.

Angel was Avaniys costar, they were working on a new mystery movie of teenagers discovering the murderer of their missing friend.

They were on set right now, but Avaniys head was all the way back home. She knew she had to snap out of it eventually.

“Yea.. sorry.” Avaniy said, finishing the hook onto her harness for the next scene. She hated anything jumping or fall related but she didn’t want a stunt double.

The rest of the day went good for the girl, they had gotten a lot done and finished the first few minutes of the movie. It seemed to be going along well, being similar to the book version it was reenacting from.

She sat in her trailer, fiddling with one of her french curl braids. The one thing she was grateful for was the studio having black hairstylists.

Looking in the mirror she seen a photo of her and Billie, it was taped to the side of her mirror that Billie originally insisted she brought everywhere with her.

But where was she now?

Obviously not physically. There was no way Billie could fly to Montreal just to be with her. But the thing was she didn’t even know that Avaniy was in the movie. She never cared to call.

Besides her, Avaniy grew lonely over the years. None of her friends called her, either stating that she was too “stuck up and famous” now or that they didn’t have the time due to high school.

The girl understood that, but she hadn’t went to a public school in almost 2 years. She didn’t really get that “high school experience.”

As if on cue, her phone lit up with a text notification. Her stomach dropped to see it was billie herself.

After one breath of assurance, she opened the text to see what it was.

Anveli..

The nickname billie called her since she was younger, only because when they were still learning how to spell their names she accidentally wrote hers as that.

What was her deal?

Of course—of course she didn’t know. Of course she was gonna announce this big thing to the girl with little knowledge that she was literally in the film.

The only reason Avaniy was doing the film WAS because it was a genre she liked. It was her dream role for awhile. No shit.

Avaniy didn’t know how to feel, she wanted to feel angry, she wanted to cry, she wanted to scream and throw her phone across the room.

“plus one” yea okay, only because the public knew them as close friends.

Yet she had to be chill, and give her friend the space and praise she needed.

She hovered her fingers on the keyboard, then started typing.

It was like she wasn’t even there anymore. It’s about time she started to act like it.