*2 DAYS LATER*
Jordan POV
Today is the day Billie and I are going to New York.
I have mixed feelings about this beacause first, I don't know any of her friends. Second, It is our first trip alone as a couple and I hope nothing goes wrong. Not that anything will but I want to be the best for Billie.
I open the doors to my closet and take a step back to have a view over all of my things. I grab the prettiest and most presentable outfits and fill my luggage all the way to to the top, I could barely close it.
As I finished packing everything I think I might need, I take my bags down to the hallway and place them so I can grab them quickly, when Billie arrives.
I wait, anxiously - my hands shaking a bit. What is wrong with me? Everything is going to be fine.
Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell errupts through the house and I stand up to go open the door.
I swing it open and am met with the blue eyes.
"Hey Babygirl. Ready to go?" Billie smiles.
"Yes. Let's go."
"Dad! I am leaving!" I yell.
He comes running and hugs me.
Pamela isn't here right now so she can't say goodbye. Not like I care a lot. I am fine with that.
"Alright. Be safe. I will miss you" He looks between me and Billie.
"Have fun, but not too much." He raises his eyebrows.
"I will take care of her." Billie says taking my hand.
"Okay."
"Then.. Have a good flight." He hugs me and waves to Billie.
We go to her car and Billie puts all my Luggage into the trunk. I sit down in the passenger seat and wait for Billie. She comes in too and pulls out of our driveway, both of us waving at my dad for one last time.
*SHORT TIME SKIP*
Billie POV
As I pull up to LAX Airport, we are already met with millions of flashlights from the hundreds of cameras. Here we go again.
"Hey." Jordan stops me right before I get out of the car.
I close the door and look at her, squinting my eyes at the flashlights.
"What?" I ask.
"Am I like... allowed to hold your hand or?" She asks bashful.
I laugh.
"I mean... Sooner or later they are going to find out, right?" I say, looking down.
"No. I don't want you to get in trouble." She says, smiling with an understanding smile.
"Okay." I smile back.
"Fuck." I add.
"What? Did you forget something?" She asks, widening her eyes.
"Yes."
"To give you one last kiss before we had to face these dumbass paparazzi."
Jordan just laughs, blushing.
We get out and I walk to my trunk. I can barely see my own hands because of the lights.
I see my bodyguards already standing at the entrance of the Airport. As soon as they see me they come over and unload all of our suitcases.
They pull the suitcases behind themselves, following me and Jordan.
"Billie! Billie!"
"Hey, Billie! Over here!"
"Billie, who is that?!"
"Are you two dating?!"
"Here! Billie!"
The paparazzi scream at us, basically all at the same time. I can feel the headache build up.
"Come, J. Stay close." I say quietly, only for her to hear - which is hard in this chaos.
We make it inside and on the way to our gate, some paparazzi follow us along. They ask the usual, annoying, tiring questions.
"Billie! Where are y'all going?"
"To New York, dude." I say excitedly.
"That's great."
"What for? Work?" He asks.
"Nah. Party." I say.
"Sounds like a lot of fun." He says.
Can he be any more boring? I mean I don't really care to answer but i am bored of his questions.
I look around again, pulling Jordan closer to me. She kinda stood back a little.
"Don't be shy." I smile at her cutely.
Suddenly, the loud airport fades away and the only thing I see is Jordan. I get caught up for a second before realizing I stared at her for a little long.
We finally reach the security control and lose contact to the paparazzi. Thank god.
As they are out of sight, I take Jordan's hand in mine. Kind of risking being seen but I just want her to feel safe.
We put all of our belongings in the grey plastic boxes for them to be scanned.
After we and our stuff got checked, we keep going to our gate.
We reach and sit down immediately, feeling exhausted from the long time walking and waiting.
I put my hand in Jordan's lap and lay my head back, closing my eyes. Jordan intertwines our fingers and lays her head against the side of me.
We have about one and a half hours of time to kill until our flight leaves.
After a few ten minutes I get torn from sleep at the intercom echoing through the airport. Some unnecessary infos that we don't need.
I look at Jordan, still leaning against me.
I smile at her beautiful face and wrap my arm around her side, pulling her into me more.
She stirs beside me and looks up at me, right into my eyes. I bite my lip.
Jordan puts her hand on my neck and pulls me down, crushing our lips together.
I enjoy the moment and lean into her more, intensifying the kiss.
I think attempt tongue-kissing her but then I remember that we are surrounded by people and even that was already too much.
I pull back and peck her nose.
"Come baby, let's go airport-shopping." I stand up, dragging her with me. She groans and we walk away from our gate. One of the security guards staying there, watching our stuff and the other one accompanying us.
We make our way over to one of the thousands of drugstores and i just look around.
After a short minute i lose interest and pull Jordan further along with me. She is tired but I won't leave her alone and I don't want to be alone either.
We then go to one of the little Starbucks-stands and wait in line to take our order.
As we are next, the barista looks up at us.
"Hello. May I take your order?" She asks tiredly.
"Yes, Uhmm..." I look at the board above the stand, trying to find something I'd like.
"What do you want, J?" I turn to her.
"Oh. Uhm.. You decide." Jordan says holding onto my arm tightly.
"Okay then I'd take one venti Iced Coffee and one... Uhh... one Strawberry Refreshed please."
Jordan's eyes are almost falling shut and I laugh.
"Don't fall asleep here, baby." I pull her into me as I walk to the end of the counter where our drinks are placed.
As they're done, I take one of them and hand the other one to Jordan.
We go back to our gate and along the way some fans wanted to have some pictures and I always had to ignore the questions about Jordan. I just don't want to pull her into my chaotic life that much when it comes to fans, news and paparazzi.
We sit down a while later and drink the rests of our drinks.
After we've finished Jordan and I stand up and go into the line for First-Class. Being at the Airport always brings back the momories from when Jordan and I first met.
We board and sit down at our seats, holding hands and waiting for the take off.
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Therefore I am Yours | Billie Eilish - Watty Awards 2022
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