Vulnerable

Chapter 3

A/n- these next few chapters will be taken from the original postings in my Billie smut/imagine book that this one was inspired by.

There are some added parts and a few little tweaks but they will look familiar :)

Thanks for all the love so far, happy Billie won two more Grammys day!
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It was 6:45pm and Billie was supposed to be picking me up any time now. It was our first "date" to be technical about it, but really we were just planning to drive around since there weren't many places Billie could go without being mobbed.

I had been ready for almost an hour at this point, my nerves not allowing me to be patient. Billie had told me that she's horrible at texting and to just trust that she would be here when she said she would be. Not getting an "on my way" text from her only added to my nervousness...what if she didn't show?

Just as I started to spiral down the rabbit hole of being stood up by Billie Eilish and how badly that would bruise my ego, I heard the loud roar of an engine pull up to my condo. Smiling, I grabbed my keys and headed outside, seeing her car waiting in my driveway. As soon as I stepped off the porch, the driver's side door opened and Billie made her way to meet me at the front of her car.

She was wearing a black oversized hoodie with dark stonewashed cargo pants, the bottoms of them tucked into red and black Forces. Her hair was tied back in a white bandana and her hands were covered in rings. She looked hot.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, I don't have an excuse other than I was horribly nervous and missed the exit twice." Billie said laughing, pulling me into a hug. My heart swelled at the fact that she was just as nervous for tonight as I was.

I took in the warm smell of her perfume before pulling back from the hug, "Don't be sorry, I changed my outfit six times." I admitted, looking down at my shoes.

"Well you look good as hell." She replied, reaching down and squeezing my hand before leading me over to the passenger door and opening it for me.

"Thank you, so do you." I said, trying to hide my flushed face as I settled down into her car. She quickly got in and turned on a playlist before shifting into gear, "You cool if we drive to somewhere on the other side of the city?" She asked, her blue eyes making my breath hitch in my throat.

"Yeah for sure" I replied, holding my hands up, "You're in charge." I said motioning to her car. She smirked at my choice of words and I cringed internally at what I had just said. It didn't seem to phase her as she peeled out of my driveway.

We made small talk on the drive, she asked about my job and what I went to school for. I learned about her family and her dogs and how important all of them were to her. The conversation flowed smoothly and I was starting to feel a lot more comfortable in her presence, which was a feat in and of itself- I mean, look at her.

Before I knew it, we were pulling into what appeared to be a lookout over a national park. It was beautiful, the sun was starting to set and an array of colors was painted across the sky in front of us.

"Wow." I said, looking out at the view as Billie turned the car off. "You bring all of your hoes here or just me?" I joked, unbuckling my seatbelt and getting more comfortable in the seat.

Billie laughed, also unbuckling and doing the same, turning to face me. "Mmmm," she started, furrowing her eyebrows and looking up in thought. "I think you're just the...tenth? Eleventh? I lost count." she teased, her smile matching the intensity of her eyes.

"So tell me your story." She said, resting her elbows on her knees and tilting her head at me.

I sighed, "You want the elevator pitch or the full thing?"