xanny - billie eilish gxg ff

thirty-seven

ellysa

nat and i agreed that i will take two-three weeks off as medical leave and then try and if this job won't work out right now we will end the contract then.

nat talked with click and they said that if my mental health can't take it that's fine, chanel won't be mad at me and will want me back since i am one of the best model, specially from there.

i am out with billie, we are walking up to a building where she is going to shoot her new video clip in the future. she just needs to go there check everything and tell them how she imagined doing this.

i am with her because i have nothing better to do. and of course i had to sign nds.

paparazzi is over all the streets, taking pictures of us and fans attacking us. like literally attacking. i mean i got it, if not even me but billie is a big ass celebrity and idol and you want to meet her and shit but damn they are all being too much. group of girls are running straight towards us and trying to break through our bodyguards.

be fucking for real!

billie is holding onto my arm. i am stroking her hand with my thumb so she knows that it's okay.

sully, her other guard and two of my bg are here protecting us.

"are you okay girls?" some random man yelled with a camera in his hands.

"are you vegan too ellysa?"

"it's true that another song is on the way?"

"are you planning on doing new album soon eilish?"

"did you relapse ellysa?"

and with this question asked, the world went quiet.

again.

i turned my head to face him.

since my media was full with the last time when a man asked me that, i knew who it was. i saw him then but i couldn't look at him well enough because we were speed walking and my bg stepped infront of me to block him out.

and it was him this time too.

was it not clear for him when i gave him death stare and mike blocked him AND gave him a death stare too.

billie squeezed my hand turned her face to my way when she felt the tension, and my body turning around.

"i didn't and if i did, it wouldn't be your fucking business anyways." i said to the man, cameras started flashing more, fans started support screaming.

i felt billie turning back to her way, but i still had my straight face on, looking at him.

sully and mike stepped closer to me, blocking the paparazzi's view from me but i tried to look through them.

"ella." one of them whisper.

billie gently jerked me away, indicating that i should ignore him.

i turned back and stepped closer to bil, pushing my upper arm gently against her's.

"you okay?" she whispered, putting her hand in front of her mouth so no one can see what she says.

"yeah,"

"we will talk about it later."

i didn't answered, because what can we talk about. he is pissing me off.

we were done in a few hours and was back at her place by 5 pm but i layed down to take a nap because later tonight we will go out to take some pictures.

i woke up around 9pm, she made dinner and waited for me so i don't have to eat alone.

"you did great telling him to fuck off, but you shouldn't have maybe." billie said as she put her phone down to look at me.

"huh?"

"it was a brave thing but you need to learn to handle this lis."

"you mad at me?" i asked confused.

"i am not mad at you. i am mad at him, you are right it's not his fucking business but these kind of people or paparazzi are all here, out in the world. i know it hurts hearing them asking this when you try to get better."

"but?" i asked.

"no but, that's all i wanted to say."

"i know there is a but. i don't get what's the argument about."

"we are not arguing, i am just saying that you need to accept that these dickheads will attack you with everything."

i didn't answered just looked at her.

"lisa, you are a celebrity. every move of your's is out in the world. your fans will support you but think about it. what if someone ditch a job on you because you talked bad with a paparazzi. they won't care about the back story."

"okay."

"why are you frustrated?" she asked sitting closer to me.

"i am not, i have to pee."

i am mad. not at her, but at the man and my reaction. i know damn fucking well that she is right.

i stood up but before i go anywhere i leaned back and connected our lips. "sorry, you are right i know you are right." i said kissing her again and leaving the room.

i feel like i take it out on her when something is wrong and i hate myself for it. i need to think more before talking.