Billie Eilish Imagines | my love

airport

too all these fuckers who keep bombarding her every time she's outside of her house, and when she just came off of a several hour long flight and is tired and going home to her hotel or tour bus to go sleep, you don't take pictures of someone when they're feeling bad already, and now you're stressing her out more. you all disgust me and its all just to say that you got a picture of billie eilish. go fuck yourselves. 

i haven't written an actual chapter in awhile so sorry if this is ass

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Y/N's POV

"Baby are we almost there?" I hear a very sleepy Billie whisper while adjusting her head to a more comfortable position on my shoulder,  which coincidentally was more comfortable for me.

"We have about 4 hours left sweetheart, do you wanna get some sleep before we get off?" I suggest. She has a hard time staying awake a lot when we get off of the plane because of how sick she gets, and the sudden change from flying to walking and it makes her a bit light headed. She's gotten sick a lot recently, and we've been to the hospital and doctor several times because I get really worried about her, but nobody has said anything is wrong, she just is for some reason more exposed to sickness, so I want to make sure she's well rested.

She whimpers and agrees, putting her headphones on and laying her head back on my shoulder.

Time Skip

"Billie baby, wake up" I say softly, trying to wake Billie up. She whines a bit and moves her head into her hands.

"Sweetheart are you feeling okay?" I ask, gently rubbing the side of her hand.

She shakes her head 'no' and I give her a sympathetic look, I didn't know what else I could do.

We got off of the plane and where immediately swarmed with flashing lights, cameras, and yelling for Billie's name. I feel her tightly gripping onto my arm as we walk through the scanner and security, I can feel her shaking. My poor baby.

"It's okay sweetheart we're almost done." I try to tell her over the yelling, I'm unsure if she heard it or not.

"Y/N please can we g-go?"

I can barely hear her speak, but I can understand her. She's looking up at me with teary eyes, my heart breaks for this girl. I don't get how these people can't seem to catch a clue and see that she's scared and uncomfortable. 

She tries to hug me, but I just wanted to get her out of here, so I gently moved her back. The airport security helps keep back the paparazzi, and we just book it.

We make it to the tour bus and she flops over on the bed and I lay down next to her. She rolled over on top of me and rested her head on my chest.

"How's your head feeling baby?" I ask, rubbing her back.

"Not good" She mumbles. I can tell she's tired and just wants to sleep.

"Do you want some Advil love?"

She nods, and I get it and get her 2 Advils and hand them to her, along with a tall glass of water.

"Goodnight baby."

"G'Night." I kiss her forehead and we fall asleep.

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rushed at the end <3