Imagine writing a fan fiction about Billie Eilish just to find out she's read it.
Ember's entire life flips upside down when she receives a DM from someone regarding her fanfiction about Billie Eilish.
This book will contain:
-Suicidal thoughts
-S...
A/N: Okay, I think I finally have a plan for the rest of this book. Knowing me, it could change but for now, I'm excited about it! Look forward to lots of new updates!
Some of you will laugh but I wanted to focus on what a healthy relationship and open communication look like in a relationship. Take notes.
Oh, also, I didn't proofread this. Please forgive any errors and don't forget to vote. <3
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"Am I even a good kisser?"
"Huh?" Billie's brows furrowed as she took her eyes off the road to look at me.
"Am I a good kisser? I mean, you're the only person I've kissed but you've kissed other people so obviously, I'm not as good as them; which is okay I guess, but- Like, if kissing me is disappointing then how can-"
"Ember," Billie cut me off with a chuckle and a hand to my thigh. "Kissing you is not disappointing! Why are you thinking this way?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! Hell, I practically trained you and I trained you the way I wanted you to be trained....wait, that sounds awful. That's not what I mean but I promise you're a natural and if I could, I would just kiss you 24/7."
"Okay, so do it!" I turned to her with a smile.
"Do what?"
"Quit your job and kiss me 24/7," I raised my brows.
"You're crazy, what about food?"
I bit my bottom lip as I thought about it, "Okay, we can take an hour in total a day for food intake."
"And you wanna be kissing me as I'm taking a shit too," Billie raised a brow as she put the car in park and turned towards me.
"Ew," I slapped her shoulder playfully. "No, we can take food breaks, shower breaks, and toilet breaks," just the necessities.
"Mmm, okay deal," Billie smirked, leaning towards me for a kiss but her cap got in the way making me giggle. I lifted it up slightly and she placed a few pecks on my lips before fully pulling away and tugging her hat back on. "We can start after this."
"Billie, I'm gonna embarrass myself again," I pouted.
"Shh, you'll be okay. I got you," she assured me, placing one more quick kiss on my lips, this time tilting her head so her hat wouldn't hit my forehead.
Once we were out of her car she laced our fingers together and we walked together into Finneas and Claudia's house. They greeted us with hugs and I offered to help Claudia in the kitchen as Billie sat down next to Finneas by the piano.
Cladia had lit a bunch of candles around the house and it was beautifully dim. I began to toss the salad while listening to Finn and Billie mess around on the piano. I can't lie, this is just nice... It doesn't feel as sad and empty as my parent's house felt. It feels lively and filled with love and warmth.
