Billie Eilish One-Shots ❤️‍🔥

Enemies to Lovers

AN: Here's the first oneshot, feel free to request one! Enjoy!

Content warning: contains smut involving reader, Billie and a strap.

Female Reader's POV:

I hear my name get called and immediately regret turning my head because Billie walking towards me with a smirk.

I know realistically there was no avoiding her tonight. After all, the party is at her house.

We've run in the same social circle for months and for months, she's been a pain in my ass. I don't know how it started exactly but at some point Billie decided it was her life's mission to mess with me.

Making fun of me, being overly flirty and suggestive, startling me. Anything to pull a reaction. It's almost always results in me blushing— either from embarrassment or arousal.

She knows as soon as she sees it, she's gotten to me. If I haven't walked away myself at that point, she does with a smirk.

I should've known better than to try to play the field while she was lurking around. It was only a matter of time before she would come up and try to tease me again.

She constantly looks for buttons to push. It's like she enjoys seeing me get flustered or frustrated. As soon as she sees that look she knows she's won again. As much as I try to ignore her, there's just something so addictive about having her attention. I hate to admit it but I find her and her stupid smirk so attractive.

"Be careful, Landon. She's got a bad attitude, you know," Billie points out to the guy attempting to talk me up.

She looks smugly at me but underneath it I see a hint of annoyance in her features. What for, I have no clue.

"Ignore her. As difficult as it might be," I say, giving her a pointed glare.

"Now you're just breaking my heart," she pouts, holding her chest mockingly.

I sigh annoyed but don't answer.

"I think I'm gonna go find another drink," Landon says awkwardly.

He walks away and I turn to Billie again, my hands in tight fists. All she does is smirk. When I cross my arms, she holds her hands up in false innocence.

"Come on, you know I get bored when I can't fuck with you. You keep me entertained," she teases, seeming for at ease now that it was just us.

I've had it up to here. It's time to push back.

"You want my attention so bad? Let's go."

I grab her wrist and pull her upstairs. I'm not gonna let her get to me this time. I'm gonna keep pushing until she's the one that's shying away. On the way up she twisted her hand and interlocked our fingers. When I reach the top I realize I don't know what room to head to. Luckily, she pulls me to the bedroom on the right and shuts the door behind us. Now that I'm standing in her room it hits me that maybe I didn't think this through but my stubbornness won't let me turn around and leave. She circles in front of me.

"Feeling scared now? You could always leave if you can't handle it," Billie says, eyes burning a path up and down my body.

I hold up my chin and say "What would I have to be scared of? So far you're all talk."