wildest dreams | b.e

I hate you. | 002

Alana's POV

      TMZ

Alana Williams and Billie Eilish are rumored to be dating as we've seen them in public, holding hands. The pair were seen walking Hollywood Boulevard together, holding hands and fans are speculating a relationship between the two. We'll keep you updated. Subscribe to the TMZ news letter for more.

"Look's like it working, I guess." I mumble to myself as I stretch out of bed. I walk to the kitchen and start to make myself a coffee when my phone starts to buzz.

Steve.

"Hey, kid. You seen the news article?" He says as I set my phone on the counter, putting it on speaker.

"Yup. Just read it." I say, pouring the coffee and ice into my cup. "Your plan's working already."

"I was hoping it would. I know you don't like her, Lana, but this is going to be really good publicity for you- for the both of you, really." He tells me.

"I know, I know. It's whatever. I'll talk to you later, Steve." I say, going to press 'End Call', but he stops me.

"Wait, one more thing! Please don't kill me, but me and Chris need you two out in public today... and.." He starts, but pauses nervously.

"Oh god, what is it?" I ask, groaning.

"We need you two kissing.. for the paparazzi. Just once, that's all, I swear!" He says.

"You've gotta be fucking with me. I can't kiss Billie Eilish! Not happening." I say with a frustrated sigh.

"Lana, please. I'm begging you. It's just one kiss." He begs.

"Pfft.. 'Just one kiss'. You say it like it's nothing, Steve!" I shout.

"Alana, you have to. I'm not going to ask again. We just need the paps to get a picture to get it out there more." He sighs.

"Fine. I'll do it." I mumble.

"Thank you. Now, I better see those photos all over social media later, kid." He says.

"Okay, okay. Bye, Steve." I groan, hanging

                     Later in the afternoon..

iMessage:

Billie

im outside your building

                                                                       coming

thats what she said

                       stfu stop acting like a child

nah i'm good.

irl:

I walk down the hallway to the elevator and go down to the lobby. I walk outside and head to Billie's car and get in.

"Well, hello to you, too." She huffs.

"Hi, girlfriend." I smile sarcastically.

"Hey." She says with an annoyed look.

"Where are the paps right now?" I ask, laying my head on the window and she obnoxiously rolls it down, making my head bump the side of the car.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I shout and she laughs.

"Oops. My finger must've slipped." She pouts sarcastically.

I roll my eyes and ask her again. "Where are the paps so we can get this stupid fucking kiss shit over with?" I groan.

"Downtown LA. I'm driving there right now." She says as she turns her blinker on and I nod.

The rest of the car ride is awkwardly silent and she parks the car next to the sidewalk and we get out. "Where are we going?" She asks as we start walking down the side of the street.

"Wanna go to like Starbucks or some shit?" I ask, grabbing her hand.

"The fuck are you doing?" She shouts, pushing my hand away.

"We're pretending to be a couple, remember?" I whisper yell to her so no one else can hear us.

"I don't wanna hold your fucking hand, bro!" She groans.

"Stop acting like a little kid, relax." I grumble.

"Don't tell me what to do." She rolls her eyes.

"I already did." I smirk to piss her off.

"You know what-" She says, lunging towards me and I push her off.

"We're not doing this. Not here, not now. Look, I hate you just as much as you hate me. We're not friends and we never will be, but we have to do this whether we like it or not, so hold my fucking hand and keep walking." I shout and grab her hand, pulling her back onto the sidewalk by her hand.

"Fine." She sighs and holds my hand as we walk to Starbucks.

We get to Starbucks and order our drinks and walk back outside with them.

"I think there's paparazzi over there." I whisper, pointing slightly. "We should do the kiss now so we can leave." I say and she nods.

"Jesus Christ, why do we have to do this?" She mumbles and I shrug.

"I don't know, but we need to if we want to stay relevant apparently, according to our managers." I roll my eyes. "Whatever, you ready?"

"Fuck no, but I have to, so here we go, I guess." She says with a sigh before leaning in and planting her lips on mine and they stay there for a few seconds before we pull away.

If you told me I'd be kissing my enemy- let alone DATE her- a month ago, I would've laughed in your face. But here we are.

"Ew." I say, wiping my mouth slightly and she does the same.

"Can we finally go now?" She says impatiently.

"Yeah, come on." I sigh and we walk back to her car and get in.

I buckle my seat belt and sigh. "Can I lay my head on the window without you trying to decapitate me this time?" I groan and she laughs.

The fuck does she find amusing about that?

"No promises." She smirks and I roll my eyes.

She puts the car in drive and drives me back to my apartment building.

We pull up and I get out, and as I start to walk away, she rolls down the window and shouts. "Not even gonna give me a fucking thank you?"

"Nope." I shout, flipping her off without looking at her and I go into the lobby and head upstairs to my apartment.

This week could not get any fucking worse.