smut
Y/N POV
"Who's that?"
The voice pulled you out of your slight trance as you stared down at your phone screen, trying to figure out how to respond to the string of texts you'd just received.
billie: hey
billie: i miss you
billie: like really really bad
billie: can i see u?
billie: pls tell me your parents aren't homeYou glanced up at your friend Samantha who was sitting cross-legged in front of you, studying your expression.
"Oh it's just... my mom." You lied. "I think she wants me home soon."
She gave you a confused look. "For what? "It's literally 8pm on a Saturday , and you just got here."
"I dunno." You shrugged, feeling guiltier by the second. "She's been weird lately." Another lie.
You knew you shouldn't be blowing off your best friend for your girlfriend, but you couldn't help it. You could hang out with Samantha anywhere at anytime, but with Billie it was a different story.
For one, Billie's parents were extremely homophobic, which meant you had to hide your entire relationship from them. Billie had made the mistake of telling them about you when you first started dating, which caused them to go ballistic.
You couldn't see her for two weeks after that, until she managed to convince them that the two of you had broken up and they let her leave the house again.
Your parents weren't nearly as bad, but they weren't fond of Billie and her tendency to say whatever crossed her mind. They claimed she was "disrespectful" and "unladylike" even though she was undoubtedly the sweetest person you'd ever met.
Luckily, they didn't forbid you to see her, it was just easier not to bring her around the house.
So because of all this, whenever you met up it had to be in secret, away from each other's families. It was painful but also somewhat exhilarating.
Samantha gave you one more suspicious look before smirking. "You're a really bad liar you know that?"
You opened your mouth to say something before she cut you off.
"I'll just consider this payback for when I ditched you to makeout with whats-his-name that one time in tenth grade." She winked.
"I- okay." You made your way towards the door as she waved you off.
"Don't forget a condom!" She joked, knowing there was no need.
You flipped her off one last time before turning your attention back to Billie's texts as you quickly made your way to your car.
y/n: i think my parents are at home baby :/
y/n: are u okay? do u wanna meet somewhere?billie: i'm fineee i just wanna see you
billie: if ur not busy ofc☺️You rolled your eyes and bit back a smile, knowing she was aware of the power she held over you. It didn't really matter if you were busy or not, because you would both drop anything for each other.
BILLIE POV
As soon as y/n replied that we could meet at our usual spot, I put on my shoes and crept to the back door.
I had to go through the kitchen to do so, and as per my not so amazing luck, my mom was standing by the counter, full wine glass in hand.
"And where do you think you're going?" She basically spat.
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Billie Eilish Imagines
FanfictionA collection of imagines inspired by the one and only ;) Includes smut