wildest dreams | b.e

What did you just call me? | 004

                                 Alana's POV

I had a long day of interviews asking about details of my new album, but the last interview was different.

"So, the people want to know, Alana." Delilah, the interviewer starts. "What's going on with you and Billie Eilish?" She asks.

"Oh, Billie is my girlfriend!" I say with a fake smile. I think I might've just gagged saying that.

"Aw, well you two make a great couple. How long have you been dating?" She asks with a soft grin.

Shit. Steve and Chris never told us what to say about this. Since Steve always comes to my interviews, I look at him behind the camera and he mouths "2 months." to me.

"Um, two months!" I tell her and she nods.

"And you just recently made your relationship public, correct?" She asks and I nod as well.

The interview goes on for a little bit longer and she asks more questions about Billie and I's relationship, and before I know it, I'm done.

The camera cuts and I get up from my chair. "It was great meeting you, Delilah. Thank you for having me." I tell her, waving as I start to walk over to Steve.

"I'm honored I got to meet you." She replies with a laugh.

I wave once more and walk out the studio door with Steve. "You did good, kid." He says, patting my back as we walk to the driver waiting outside's car.

"Thanks. Damn, I'm fuckin' tired. That was like my 6th interview today." I groan.

"7th, actually." He corrects me and I glare at him and he chuckles.

"Don't even remind me." I mumble as I get into the backseat of the car with him, buckling my seatbelt.

He laughs again. "Louis, drive us back to the record label please." He tells the driver and he nods.

"Billie and Chris are meeting us there. We're getting you matching designer outfits for the event tomorrow." He says to me, looking at his phone.

"Steve, I'm tired!" I say, sighing loudly as I slouch in my seat.

"I know, I know. You already had your fitting, we just need to pick out the design for both of you. You're getting your dress and Billie's getting her suit. You can go home and sleep after that." He tells me.

I nod and lay my head against the window and suddenly, I remember how Billie opened the window on my head the last time I did that, and I decide to lay my head on Steve's shoulder instead.

Steve doesn't care, he's been my manager for 5 years, he's basically a second dad to me.

We pull up to RCA Records and we get out of the car and into Billie's driver's car with her and Chris inside.

Steve and Chris shake hands and me and Billie just glare at each other.

"Oh, for Christ's sake, just say hi to each other." Chris sighs and we both just look out the window.

"Stop fucking doing everything I do." Billie says, rolling her eyes.

"Fuck you." I huff.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" She smirks just to piss me off and my blood boils. She always knows how to get on my nerves.

"I don't think that's how you say hi." Chris says.

I sigh and go back to facing the window.

We drive for a little while till we park at a Givenchy store, and we walk in.