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‼️ reunion ‼️

g!p, cheating 🤭

Ten years after graduating, it was tradition at my high school to have a reunion with the rest of your class.

So here I was, entering the doors of a very fancy bar. Adrian Waters — who hosted most of the parties in high school — had rented out the bar for the night.

As I entered, there were some people I could spot immediately, and others I couldn't even recognise.

Yet the same head of jet black hair, paired with icy blue eyes caught my eye the same way they did back when I was 17.

Billie Eilish. My ex-girlfriend.

I watch as she laughed with someone who's name I don't remember, taking a sip of her drink. After swallowing, she darted her tongue out, licking over her lips.

Fuck.

"Hey! Briana!" I hear someone shout, pulling me out of my daze.

I turn, surprised to be met with a familiar face.

"Oh my gosh, Audrey! How are you?" I ask, greeting her with a hug.

We talk for a bit, reminiscing on memories from our high school years.

During our conversation, it was impossible to miss the same ocean blue eyes from earlier staring a hole into the side of my head.

"I might go grab a drink, I'll catch you later!" I tell Audrey, heading over to the bar.

I take a seat on a stool, alone, before ordering a drink. It wasn't long before I feel an unwanted presence beside me.

Choosing to ignore it, I thank the bartender and take a sip of my drink.

"C'mon Bri, don't be like that," an all too familiar voice speaks with a playful shove to my shoulder.

"Be like what, Billie?" I innocently smile at her. I couldn't miss the small smile that threatened to spread on her lips.

"How have you been? I haven't seen you around."

"Yeah, I moved to New York 2  years ago. What about you? What have you been up to?" I pry.

"Nothing too interesting, still trying to make the whole music thing happen," Billie half-jokes.

There's an awkward moments silence before I speak up once more.

"I liked that song you released last month," I confess.

She raises her eyebrows, "Oh, you listened to it?"

"Mhm, I had a suspicion it was about us."

I watch carefully as she draws her bottom lip into her mouth, biting it anxiously.

"You'd be correct."

"Y'know, it baffles me how you could write a song like that when you were the one who cheated," I give her a blank stare.

Her mouth opens as if she were about to speak, yet nothing came out.

"Cat got your tongue, Eilish?" I taunt.

She purses her lips into a thin line before speaking up.

"I told you I was sorry."

"You did, five months later when I had to find out for myself."

Billie leans in, lifting my chin with her index and middle fingers.

"Let me show you how sorry I am."

There it was. Her undeniable charm took over me like a drug, making me lose any sense I once had.

She gripped my hand, weaving through people as she lead me to the nearest bathroom. The second we were locked in a stall, she connected our lips roughly.