Stolen Moments // Billie Eilish G!P

Chapter three

"You knew you were gay when you were twelve?"

Skye laughed. "I didn't know what gay meant, I just knew I didn't like boys."

"You already had a crush on her then?"

Skye nodded. "I'm not sure I knew it, though. I was just the friend she had to hide from everybody. I know it drove her mother crazy. She tried her best to keep us apart."

"She didn't like you?"

"Not so much that. She was always cordial to me. But the friendship that Billie and I had, she wanted that for her with one of the country club group. She made sure Billie spent plenty of time with them. Tennis lessons, swimming lessons, riding lessons. Dance. All activities that didn't involve me."

"Yet at the end of the day, Billie came home to you," Lia said with a smile.

"I'm sure that did worry her mother."

"Billie never got any better with math so I tried to tutor her. But we couldn't let her mother know. The first time she caught us, I was thirteen."

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"Skye, it just doesn't make sense to me. Why does it have to be so hard?"

"It's not hard. You're just not understanding it. You're going to be in high school pretty soon. It's going to get a lot harder."

They were sitting cross-legged on the floor of Billie's study room. Billie flopped down dramatically, one arm covering her eyes.

"High school? I can't do basic math and you're bringing up high school?"

Skye's eyes followed the length of her body, landing on her exposed armpit. She grinned devilishly, then attacked, tickling Billie mercilessly.

Billie squirmed, laughing as she slapped at Skye's hands. "Stop! I'll get you back, Skye Armani."

"Promises, promises," she said, finally relenting.

Billie grinned. "I hate it when you do that."

"Yeah? Then why are you smiling?"

Billie sat back up, still smiling as she stared at her. "I don't know. You make me happy."

Skye got a funny feeling in her stomach when Billie looked at her like that. She nodded. "You make me happy too."

The silence lingered as they stared at each other. Skye finally looked away and reached for Billie's homework. She was about to go over another problem when Billie's bedroom door opened. A few seconds later, Mrs. O'Connell stood at the threshold to the study room.

"Girls? What are you doing?"

Skye stared at the floor, speechless. Mrs. O'Connell scared her. But Billie's words made her raise her head.

"I'm helping Skye with some homework," Billie said. "That's okay, isn't it?"

Mrs. O'Connell slid her gaze to Skye, prompting her into action.

"I needed some help in...math," she said quietly. "Since Billie is so good at it and all..."

Mrs. O'Connell nodded. "Yes, well our public school system is sorely lacking in that regard. Of course Billie can assist you, Skye. She has a more formal education than you, it only stands to reason." She smiled quickly, then it was gone. "I came to tell you that your father will have a business guest for dinner. You'll take your evening meal up here, dear. I'll have Stella bring it up."

"Yes, Mother."

"Well, carry on."

As soon as the door closed they broke into a fit of giggles. "'It only stands to reason,'" Skye mimicked.

"'Carry on,'" Billie said in a clipped British accent, causing more laughter.

"So, Miss Smarty-pants, what are you going to teach me?"

Billie's smile faded. "I'm sorry. But if she knew you were helping me, well...she would send me to a real tutor, one they would pay a lot of money to. It wouldn't do for you to be smarter than me."

"Because I'm the maid's daughter?" Skye didn't want to be angry, but she was.

"Skye, you know how it is."

Skye stood, intending to leave. "Yeah, I know. I'll never be as good as you, no matter what."

Billie got up too, grabbing her arm as she turned to leave. "You're my best friend. Please don't leave."

Skye stared at the hand that was holding her arm. Again, she got a funny feeling in her stomach and she didn't know what it was. She did know, however, that she liked it.

"You only want to keep me around so that you don't fail your test tomorrow," she said, her anger fading as teasing took over.

"Yes. That's the only reason I tolerate you," Billie agreed with a smile.

She then surprised Skye—and possibly herself—by pulling Skye to her and hugging her tightly. Skye was trembling as her arms slipped around Billie's small waist. The cartwheels in her stomach increased, and she closed her eyes, wondering what was happening to her.

Billie had a funny look on her face when she pulled away. They stared at each other for the longest time, then Billie nodded as if she'd found an answer to an unspoken question. Skye nodded too, pretending she not only knew the question but the answer as well.

"You want to watch TV?"

Skye looked at the papers on the floor. "What about your test?"

"It's nothing but a lost cause," Billie said.

"But—"

Her protest was cut off as Billie took her hand and led her into the small living room that was adjacent to her bedroom. "Just for a little while. Stella will bring my dinner up at seven. Your momma will be expecting you back down."

Skye plopped down beside Billie on the sofa, math forgotten. "Will your mother be mad?"

Billie shook her head. "She won't come back in here. She's getting ready for their dinner guest."

Skye tried to relax, but she couldn't even begin to focus on the TV. Billie had scooted closer to her and they sat there, their thighs pressed together, both glancing from the TV to each other. When Stella knocked on the door, Skye and Billie moved away from each other guiltily. Skye had no idea what they should feel guilty about.

Still, with one last look into Billie's eyes, she bid her a hasty goodnight.

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A/n: I'm back people! Sorry it took me a week to update again. I missed y'all.

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