don't look back

twenty one|| please come

A/N: Fair warning, this chapter is the shortest chapter I've ever written, but then things are happening so enjoy this while you can!

Also, do you want a face claim or no? Who do you want a face claim for?

Sage.

October 10, 2018.

Sighing as I laid down flat on my bed, I knew this week was going to be hard. Getting to spend that much time with family and then they leave, it's going to be difficult. I haven't bothered checking social media, but I know my song is doing good from what Billie and my family have been going on and on about.

Taking a deep breath, I open up Instagram and the first thing I notice is the gain in followers. Damn, I should probably start posting again. Then I clicked on my tagged photos, in the past, it's only ever been Sierra, Aria, or Paisley who tags me in photos, but now they are filled with screenshots of my lyrics and photos of me. Not just that, but there are fan pages...for me... This is odd, I'm a nobody.

Just as I was stalking a few of the 'fan' pages, Billie's contact took over my screen and I smiled, fixing my hair quickly before answering. "Hello, beautiful," she smiled through the screen.

"Hey," I responded with a blush. How is she able to make me blush so easily?

"You know your song is number 5 in the billboard charts?"

"Don't lie to me, Eilish," I said sternly with a raised brow.

"I'm not lying," she giggled, "but honestly I think it deserves to be number 1," she shrugged.

"It doesn't even deserve to be on any chart," I rolled my eyes. I'm not fishing for compliments, I swear, I just didn't think people would like it at all.

"Stop with that bullshit or I'm hanging up," she pointed a finger at me and I held my hands up in mock surrender.

"But your song, how many days till it comes out?" I changed the subject.

"Next week, and I actually called you to ask you something," she quieted down a nervous tone in her voice.

"Go ahead," I urged her.

"So, I'm having this get-together party thing on the day it's released and I really want you to come," she clenched her teeth, waiting for my answer.

I took a deep breath. Of course, I want to go, but how many people are we talking about? She knows I have social anxiety. Big crowds, small crowds, meeting new people, I cant do it. I want to support her like she's supported me, but I don't know if I can do this. "I don't know, Bil," I sighed, shaking my head. I hate myself.

"You don't have to answer right now." She looked almost sad...defeated.

"I fucking hate myself," I admitted, running a hand over my face in frustration.

"Don't say that," Billie shook her head with a frown.

"I hate anxiety," I rolled my eyes, correcting my previous sentence.

"Better, but Sage whatever you decide to do, it will be okay. I only invited a few people, and you would be okay, but if you don't think you can do it, that's okay too," she assured me.

I thought for a moment, "I'll come."

"Are you sure?" she raised a brow with a worried/excited tone of voice.

"Yeah," I nodded, "like you said, I'll be okay," I smiled.

"That's a fake smile," she pointed out.

"Who's all going to be there?" I ignored her.

"Just a couple of my friends and my family of course. It's at Finneas and Claudia's. I can pick you up if you want," She offered.

"Okay," I nodded.

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A/N: I hate this chapter, and it was so unnecessary LMFAO but here we are. I'm currently debating on a few different ways of writing the next chapter... just know the drama will start!