Billie Eilish x male reader (Rewrite)

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Alcott Rehabilitation Hospital, Los Angeles, California 

Wednesday, February 3, 2020 

9:12 AM PST

"You're late," he said 

I leaned against the door, "It's lockdown but somehow there is still traffic in this city,"

He put the last of his clothes in a suitcase and zipped it up then turned to me.

He opened his arms, "What are you looking at," I smiled and gave him the hug. He exactly like the hospital. I couldn't tell the difference. I broke the hug.

"C'mon, we need to load those up and hit the road quick," "Aye Aye," he said and picked up the suitcase,

"Would it be too hopeful of me to assume that Claudia is waiting in the car?" I smiled, "C'mon move move,"

I got out thinking that he was following me but when I reached the door and turned behind me, he was caught amidst goodbyes and hugs from the people who were there. He smiled at me as our eyes locked.

I left him behind and headed to the car and waited. He came out a good 10 minutes later with a slight jog on his steps. He unlocked the door.
"You sure took you sweet time," I said,

"Sorry, lots of people to say goodbye too,"

I smiled, "Put your shit in the backseat,"

He did, then his legs up on the car,

"You look good in blonde by the way,"

"You're goddamn right I do,"

The car roared to life and so did the radio. He turned it down and started speaking.

"So, you still making music?"
"Yeah," I said, "But I took a break. Wasn't feeling it for a while,"

"Fuck that shit. First order of business when we get back is to jam out to something and make a banger,"

"Hold your horses, tiger. First order of business will be to get you comfortable back home then we can start making music,"

We stayed silent for a bit. The muffled sound of a guitar playing in the radio. I laid back a bit on my seat and let out a deep breath.

"I missed this," I said. He turned to me with a smile.

"Yeah, me too,"

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The O'Connell's House

9:35 AM PST

She pulled up at the house. Her phone started buzzing but she quickly canceled the call. It was Mom.

"There isn't a surprise party or anything in there, right?" I said

"C'mon, what do you think I am? A thoughtful and loving sister?"

I smiled and we got out of the car. I took out the spare keys from the hidden spot, she rushed in past me.

"Why are you standing there?",

"You know I never noticed what the house smelled like?"

"Hm?"

"I mean for years I forgot the scent. Now it hit me when I got in. The smell of wet wood, flowers and air fresheners. A little bit of mom, dad, you, and even me still,"

She hurried back from the kitchen and tackled me into a hug. I didn't let go and neither did she. I glanced in the direction of the backyard window to see someone's head poking out of the side staring at them from over the other side of the panel, him mouthing something then a loud "Surprise!" coming from outside.