Billie Eilish x male reader (Rewrite)

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Thursday, August 24, 2018

"what THE FUCK!"

Oh, God.

"IT'S ALL FUCKED! ALL OF IT!" I slid further under the sheets as Josh continued his outrage.

Not the first thing that I hoped to wake up to.

"Calm down. It can't be that bad let me take a look," I heard Julian say. "Calm down? It is all done for, and he did it!" "I said calm down for fuck's sake." He sighed deeply "It doesn't seem to be "fucked" per se, but God will take time to fix this." There was a long pause that made me hope that they still thought I was asleep. A hope that was crushed when Julian said "Y/N do you have anything you want to add?"

With the remaining hope that I still held, I chose to stay still under the sheets — only for Julian to come up and take them off from over me.

I gave him a sheepish smile which he returned with an agitated look and eyes which

ordered me to follow him down. I went and sat on one of the chairs and but still kept my silence, something Josh lost patience with eventually.

"I'm sick of this shit! Talk! You were conspiring with that bitch and Kaleb, weren't you?" He grabbed me by the collar "ANSWER ME!" he screamed with his fists balled. I braced for impact but nothing came and when I opened my eyes to check, Julian was in front of me with Josh's fist in his palm.

"Nate, take Josh out for fresh air while I talk with Y/N over here."

Josh just scoffed at him and headed to the door. Before he slammed it, He looked Julian straight in the eyes and said,

"Fix this."

Julian ran his hands through his hair and sighed. "Do you know you got yourself into Y/N?" he asked, eyes still on the door "I have no idea." he turned to me with a serious look and continued "Alright, I am going to make this quick Y/N. It'll be easier for you if you answered everything honestly because I think you are smart enough to know that this can turn to the worse if I want it to."

Fuck my life

"Did anyone send you to tamper or otherwise hinder Josh's progress?" "No." "Do you know anything about what he was doing and for who he was doing it for?" "I don't thin —" "Yes, or no?" "No." "Did you, in any shape or form, take or otherwise copy whatever data that you tampered with?" "No!" "So, you just wanted to help?"

"YES!" I yelled exhausted

"Well, that's some kinda helping you did there." He chuckled "I backed up everything in case I actually messed up anything ok! I'll just show you where they are." He handed me the laptop and said "Be my guest."

I hastily opened the folder, eager to leave this place before I lost my shit. "There. Same old files just as he left them. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get some air." He grabbed my hand as I went to the door "Look, we're sorry for how this turned out. It's just sensitive information that's all but before you go, there has been something I have been meaning to ask you."

"Sure, cause why the fuck not?" He briefly smiled then continued

"I didn't say that the data was fucked earlier because I found how you organized it interesting when I gave it a look. Would fill my curiosity and tell me about it?" He handed me the laptop and motioned to the empty chair. I rolled my eyes. This is going to be a long day.

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"So, what you are saying is that he made it better?"

"Yes, Josh! It's a new way — a better one — it might give us the edge we need to make the whole network better than Kaleb's." Nate and I were slightly creeped out at how Julian was acting. He isn't an easy person to get this riled up. The last time he was this excited was when we broke through the 80% accuracy barrier, we were facing last year.

This could be something worthwhile.

"What do you suggest we do then?" I asked. Julian took a deep breath, and followed with "We could let him in on the thing, at least partially since he knows so much." "He doesn't know shit about the project and besides, it's too risky. You need to give us an actual reason," Nate said sounding oddly reasonable. "Wait till you see this then" He took out his phone and showed us a screenshot. Another basic run of the network, this time with test data. I was going to shrug him off again till I looked at the efficiency report.

I nearly choked on my coffee.

"W-what is this, Julian?" I said stumbling over my words "Your reason." I desperately tried to regain my composure "How?" Julian answered my question with a shrug and a smile on his face. "Well let's talk to him then!" Nate yelled. "I'm the data analyst guy here for fuck's sake his numbers shouldn't be this good!" He barged into the room and we heard them talk for what seemed like ages. I waited there with Julian, still looking at that number, wondering if maybe this was one of my caffeine-induced dreams.

Fucking 89% accuracy mark

After nearly an hour, Nate came out also in a state that I rarely see him in. Serious.

"So?" I asked impatiently. Nate sighed "Let's get this out of the way first. Whatever excuse of organized data that they ran the net on was incomplete. Not even half of the amount of data and barely enough runs that we need to take this thing full-on. Bu —" "Are you fucking kidding me! Even like that, the number is something we barely got close to!" "Lower your voice, Julian, for Christ's sake, and let me finish."

This is hitting different levels of irony.

"As I was saying, it still has promise. It is incomplete and under tested but, truth be told, it's spitting numbers that are too high for it not to make the stock predictions increase in accuracy by at least 5% when fully integrated into the thing — and probably more if he and I work on it more."

Having heard enough, I kicked the door in and lock it behind me. Y/N was slumped into the bean couch that was directly in front of the door. Seemingly reading my mind, before I said anything he cut me off and said "Bro, I am NOT going to explain the damn thing a third time. I am fucking exhausted." I chuckled "You and me both buddy." I went and slumped next to him. It took me a good minute to swallow my pride.

"I'm sorry for what happened in the morning. I shouldn't have treated you like that."

"Oh, I don't blame you now. From how the two reacted, it's apparently some serious shit that I fucked with." He paused for a moment and asked, "Josh, what did I get myself into exactly?"

I took a deep breath and weighed in the risks.

"Fuck it. Y/N, I got a proposition of you."