Billie Eilish x male reader (Rewrite)

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Eden Village, Wilmington, North Carolina

Saturday, February 6, 2020

6:34 AM EDT 

121212 Deep Breaths Deep Breaths.

I pulled the beanie even more down as I felt the cold air sneak its way into my ears. I looked behind me. Everybody else had fallen off, just Tom and I left.

"Wanna go on for a bit?" I said,

"Where exactly?"

"Race you to the hills?"

"Sure," he said, cooled down his jogging to a walk, then stood. We caught our breaths, then started counting down.

"3....2," he dashed away before I finished.

"Son of a bitch!"

I had to run as fast as I could to start seeing him again.

"Catch up if you can, L/N,"

"This isn't a movie, you fucking cheater!"

It stayed that way till we reached the hills. He was sitting down with a water bottle in his hand and a sly smile on his face,

"Here you go, loser," he said,

"Oh, fuck off,"

I collapsed on the grass as my lungs started burning.

"Look at you; it's like you're addicted to running now,"

"It's a great way to start my day, Tom," I said, "The best way I have now,"

He laid on his back too, then continued.

"So, how are your dreams," he said,

"Are we starting the session here?"

"Why not?"

I closed my eyes and felt light and cold breeze wash over my face.

"My dreams are still bad, she's still there."

"Everybody knows about it now," he said, "You're the only one left to process what she did to you back then,"

"I know," I said,

"On a brighter note, your friend got out of rehab. You planning to call him?"

"Finneas?" I said, "Haven't really thought about it,"

"You still not sure about going back?"

"I'm never sure about most things in my life," I said, "I wasn't sure coming here would do me good but look at where we are now,"

"Thank you, by the way,"

"We're the ones who should thank you," he said, "It's cause of all that money that we aren't called Eden Village anymore,"

He stood up and gave me a helping hand, then a hug.

"You've come far. Your friend will be surprised when he sees you,"

Before I could reply, he had already dashed off back to the compound.

"You son of a bitch!"

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I closed the door behind me as I got into the house. I foul stench hit me. I took a whiff of myself, then got a bit nauseated. All that running was bound to do something.

I fished a change of clothes from the drawer and jumped in for a quick shower just to get the scent off. Five minutes later, I was off, changed into a new fit.