Billie Eilish Imagines | my love

🍬interview

THIS IS BEFORE SHE WAS LIKE- LIKE BEFORE SHE TOLD PEOPLE SHE HAD TOURRETS(IK I SPELLed it WRONG BUT MY AUTO CORRECT IS BROKEN RN) SO LIKE IDK SILVER HAIR OR BEGINNING GREEN  AND BLACK HAIR I THINK

Finneas's POV

"Babies you've got this you get interviewed all the time you'll be okay. Go get em." Mom said before we walked in

We sit down and meet the interviewer
The camera starts
"Welcome back everybody! Today we're here with Billie Eilish and Finneas O'Connell!"
"Hey, thanks for having us. I'm such a fan of this channel I've watched it since forever ago."

(Its like a 20 minute long interview so time skip a bit)

I feel a tap on my back, I look over and see Billie getting small tics. She taps me when she's about to have a tic attack, shit.

"Billie do you need water?"
"Mhm- I'll be right back, sorry."
"Nope it's all good. So, Finneas, is your (idk insert a question)"

Billie's POV

I never get tic attacks in interviews I feel like I can't breathe

"Dad it's happening a-again-"
"It's ok, do you want me to ask them to find another time to do this?"
I nod, shamefully
I just completely wasted their time, and what if it doesn't go in Finneas's schedule? And he might've canceled something all for nothing?

I go to find my mom. She always helps with panic attacks

"Baby come here"
We hug and I calm down a bit
"Let's go wait in the car for dad and your brother, ok?"
I nod

We wait in the car and I tell her I just need to cry and I'm okay, I don't really know why I'm crying.

I start thinking about reasons I could be crying and now I'm actually crying about something. Everything. Having another moment where everything is overwhelming and I genuinely need someone. I love my mom to pieces and trust her with everything, but I can't talk to her- Scratch that, I can't talk. I'm trying to and nothing is coming out.

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SO I HAD A VERY DEPRESSING AND GRAPHIC STORY IDEA SO I MIGHT CONTINUE RHIS BUT I WONT ANYWAYS NEXT CHAPTER FOLKS