Billie Eilish x male reader (Rewrite)

10

On the road to Universal City, Los Angeles, California

Thursday, January 30, 2020

4:15 PM PST

"Why aren't guys talking?" asked mom, "It's just that we are tired from the Grammys mom, right Billie?" Fin replied while looking at me. I sunk deeper behind my phone and didn't reply. "Well, it was fun, wasn't it?" she asked again. I scoffed, "Very. You should've seen how much Fin enjoyed the after-parties; he even made some new friends," "Really?" she said, sounding surprised, "You gotta introduce them to me soon then." Yeah, that would go along fine.

"Well, we're here," she said. We got past the guards and into the parking lot without a hitch, and just as she pulled up at the studio parking lot, I got out and dashed inside, ignoring her calls. The first order of business was getting to the makeup room as fast as I could for some alone time. But that didn't happen, cause as soon as I got into the building, I was nearly tackled by this girl, "Oh my god! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that!" she said. I created some distance between her and me, "No worries, Tiffany," I said, looking at the name tag on her shirt. "You work here?" I asked. She nodded cheerfully, "Yep, an intern. I was assigned to receive you and take you to the makeup room," "Which one is it?" I asked, "uh...2, room 2," she said.

"Epic. Imma go there cause I know the way. My brother and mom are behind me, so you can take care of them," I paused as I realized what I could do, "Speaking of my brother, make sure to talk to him about yourself and all about the studio. I heard him say that he was very excited to be here again so take as much time as you need, he'll love it," she nodded cheerfully once more, and I made my way to the makeup room with a smile on my face.

I went in. There were a couple of bean couches lying around, and I will have the place to myself for more time cause of good ol' tiffany, the intern. After a minute of going through my phone, randomly swiping on things to keep myself occupied, I accidentally opened my browser, then an idea came into my mind. I typed his first name in, then some related words, and he popped up. I stopped for a moment before opening the Wikipedia article. "He won't mind, right?" I shrugged off the thought, "He won't mind, and he did it too at this point." I opened the page and started to read to myself, "Y/N M/N L/N, is an American is businessman, and investor—" "Billie!" I nearly dropped my phone as Finneas screamed my name. He chuckled at my reaction as he sat down at the makeup chair, "That's probably enough payback," he said, "and if you wanted some privacy, you could've told us y'know,"

Mom sighed with a smile on her face, "Billie, get on your chair; the makeup artists were just behind us,"

I went and got seated, then soon enough, three makeup artists came in. One started on Finneas right away, the second came to me, and the third just sat down. "Wait, why is there a third one again?" "Why are there three of you?" I asked the third extra, "Did Jimmy decide to join us here?"

"Oh, they didn't tell you?" she replied, "There is another guest, Y/N, I think his name was," And as if that was a summoning, Y/N barged in with earphones in one ear and a coffee cup in his hand.

"Y/N!" shouted Fin, "Hey guys," he waved at our reflection, "Didn't expect you to be here at all," I said, "I didn't think you'd be here too," he replied, "Now this explains why Nate said I'll end up liking Jimmy Fallon."

"Mom, that is Y/N, one of my new friends," said Fin, "Yeah, really cool guy," I added.

Mom extended her hand, "It takes a lot to make her say that. You must be a charming man. Nice to meet you, you can call me Maggie," "Nice to meet you, Maggie, and no on the charming part, I'm afraid," he chuckled. The not being charming part was debatable.