Cranberry Vodka (Billie Eilish)

-15-

I was already at home but there were still 2 more hours to kill until the date. I told my mum that I will hang out with Billie, but not that it was a date. Why would I? It's not like we had a future or something. I also texted Billie, so she'd have my number on her new phone.

Lauren: SO, What are you gonna wear?

She seemed to be more excited about this date than I was, I laughed.

Me: I don't know. Something casual. It doesn't matter what I'm wearing.

Lauren: Hm, looks like you need help. Be there in 20. Go take a shower already in the meantime. We've got no time to waste.

Me: I showered this morning. I don't need any help, thanks. But we can take a quick nap together if you want to. I'm kinda tired.

Lauren: Just go in the shower already. I'm not having a discussion with u about this.
Lauren: GO

I sighed. There was no point in arguing, so I did as she told me but I only washed my body. My hair was completely fine.

30 minutes later Lauren was standing in front of our door.

"Here," she said. "I brought you this outfit."

I looked at it skeptically. She was holding a black leather leggings, with an elegant cream knit sweater with a high collar, topped with a black leather jacket.

"There's no way I'm wearing that," I raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you didn't care about your outfit or the date in general," she countered skeptically.

I gave her an annoyed look while she smiled evilly because she knew I had to try it on now.
I was actually surprised. It didn't look that bad. The sweater was oversized on me and in combination with the leather, it looked really good and yet not too good like I was trying too hard.

"You look hot," Lauren said thrilled. "Now what are we gonna do with your hair? Do you wanna straighten it and put it into a low bun? That would look fire with that outfit." She clapped her hans in excitement, and I decided to just let her deal with my outfit and everything else.

She put on a little bit of Makeup and added creoles and a silver chain. She smiled at me, satisfied with the result. I was impressed too. I looked good, but it wasn't anything too spicy.

Lauren begged me to let her stay until Billie came to pick me up but I still somehow managed to kick her out a few minutes before the doorbell rang and Billie came.

Behind the door I found a genuinely-smiling-Billie, with a bunch of sunflowers in her hand. My favorite flowers. Did she know?

"Hi," she said as she looked me up and down with no shame." Then she leaned in and whispered: "You look hot."

"Thank you," I said, blushing slightly. "You too." She wore white oversized pants with red stripes on the side which matched her red cropped sweater. Her sleeves were pulled up so you could see a transparent black shirt underneath, which was also a little bit visible on her stomach. Her silver chains matched her hair perfectly.
That was the first time I got an idea of what her body looked like and it was impossible now to deny the fact that she was super hot.

"So, are you gonna keep staring at me, or do you actually wanna go on that date?" She laughed.

Fuck she noticed, "Yeah, no. I just- I like your outfit, it's a little different than usual." I blushed and looked down, embarrassed that I've been caught. In response she gently put up my chin again with her hand, forcing me to look at her.

"You're cute when you blush. You know that right?" She said as she looked deeply into my eyes.

"I-" I stuttered and probably blushed even more. "I'll take the flowers inside. I'm back in a minute." I took the flowers and finally released the air I didn't even know I was holding as soon as I turned around. Focus Casey! I told myself, angry how I reacted. It wasn't a date, and she wasn't even that gorgeous.