Even if it's just pretend, just pretend.
Alana Williams is forced to do a fake PR relationship by her management, but she finds out her fake girlfriend is going to be Billie Eilish, one of her worst enemies. These feelings only are just fake though...
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oliviarodrigo making me sound like a fucking company name with that caption💀 ^ alana.williams LMFAO I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE THAT
gracieabrams they're so funny
conangray last night was so fun ^ alana.williams frr
user33 Such a cute friendship
user638 i love them
44_user3 where is billie?
livieshq so cute 😭
user69 anyone notice how billie stopped commenting
Irl:
"Lana, we're gonna get going." Liv tells me.
"Aw, okay. Thank you guys for sleeping over, I had so much fun last night." I smile at her and Conan.
They both hug me and thank me as well.
"Lan, we know you didn't want to hear it last night, but just try and think about what we said, okay?" Conan says.
"Okay, fine." I roll my eyes and laugh.
"Promise?" He asks.
"Yes, I promise." I assure him and he nods.
"Alright, I love you guys." I tell the both of them.
"We love you too!" They say together.
"Bye, I'll talk to y'all later, okay?" I tell them as they walk towards the front door.
"Okay, bye!" Liv says and they walk out, shutting the door behind them.
I walk over to the couch and sit down next to Rocky who's sleeping and I pet him gently so I don't wake him up. My phone dings and I get back up to check it. Maybe Liv or Conan forgot something?
Except, it wasn't either of them. It was the last person I expected to text me right now.
iMessage:
Billie Eilish
alana can I come over? i need to talk to you.
seemed like you didn't want anything to do with me a few nights ago so why bother now
alana please
fine come over i'll be there in 20
Irl:
What could she possibly want to talk about? The other night she was pissed off at me and now she wants to talk? What the fuck?
I start getting into my head about all the stuff Olivia and Conan were saying. What if they're right? What if I do actually have feelings for Billie, but they've just been disguised as hatred? After all this time, are they still there? Fuck, I'm overthinking like crazy.
I swear to God, this better just be some stupid shit to make me mad or something. I really hope it is. Finneas was telling me that Billie started talking to her ex again, so what if they're getting back together?
Maybe that's what this is about.
20 minutes later, there's a knock on my door. My heart pounds as I get up and walk over to the door. I take a deep breath before turning the handle.
"Hey." Billie says.
"Hey.." I reply.
"Um, can I come in?" She asks and I nod.
I step to the side and she walks in, walking over to the couch. She sits down and I sit next to her.
"So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" I ask.
"Umm.. sorry, I'm really nervous right now." She says. "Is it hot in here or is it just me?" She laughs nervously.
"It's just you. Come on, Billie. I don't have all day." I say to her, getting impatient.
"I'm just gonna say it because I really don't know how to say it. Multiple people have told me that I probably have feelings for you that are just covered up by hatred for some reason because I can't accept it, but now I think they're right. I thought about it, and it makes sense." She tells me, looking down at her hands and fidgeting with her rings.
I notice she does that a lot. Off topic, anyways, what the actual fuck?
"Really?" I ask and she nods. "Everyone's been telling me that, too." I tell her.
"And I think they might be right, too.." I admit.
"Y-you do?" She looks up at me and I hesitantly nod.
Suddenly, Billie leans in and kisses me and I feel as if a weight is lifted off my shoulders. Maybe they are right.
She places a hand on my cheek and the other on my waist as the kiss deepens and I hear the front door swing open.
"Hey, baby, I- Alana, what the fuck?!" I hear a voice shout. I pull away from Billie and turn around. Oh no..
Brooklyn.
"Brooklyn, it's not what it looks like, I swear!" I say.
"Yeah fucking right." She shouts.
"It's not, right, Billie? It's not!" I turn to Billie and she nods her head.
Brooklyn narrows her eyes on Billie. "I guess I was right. You are my problem."
