Billie Eilish One-Shots ❤️‍🔥

And They Were Roommates

AU: Hope you enjoy this one! Remember you can request a story you'd like see :) leave a comment to let me know what you think! Also I have nothing against Drew I just needed a character lol

Content warning (18+): smut towards the end

Female Reader's POV:

After five hours of driving back from my parents' house, I'm finally walking into my college's dorm building with a relieved sigh. It's just past midnight and I was ready to crawl into bed.

I hike my duffle bag higher on my shoulder and head in the direction of the room I share with Billie. I can't help but smile. I wonder if she's still awake.

Before I could give it any more thought, I see that someone is at our door. Her hand is on the knob and she seems to be trying to knock quietly. When I get closer I recognize who it is.

"Drew?"

She jumps a little in surprise and turns around to face me.

I wasn't the biggest fan of Drew. She's been friends with Billie longer and I always got the sense she was into her and hated how close I was. Billie always seems oblivious to it though and I've never brought it up.

"Oh! You're back," she says feigning interest.

"Yeah," I say a bit distractedly while I look at the knob and back to her.

She seems to trace my line of sight and takes her hand off.

"I was just gonna see if she was awake but it doesn't seem like it," she says, playing with her sleeves.

I look down at her hands and my heart stops.

Decorating her fingers were Billie's rings. The same ones she put on me.

Billie and I have been roommates for the past year and it didn't take long for us to get close. It was such a pleasant surprise because I'm a little bit shy while Billie is extremely popular. Every frat and sorority wants her to show up to their parties. She's pretty much a campus celebrity.

We went from roommates to friends to best friends to... It's kind of unclear.

All I know is three months ago our relationship changed to what it is now. We were tipsy from playing a drinking game when she kissed me. I'm only a little bashful to admit that it didn't stop there. She took off her bulky rings and put them on my fingers before slipping her hand down my sweatpants.

We've been hooking up ever since. Most nights we share my bed or hers even though our twin mattresses don't leave much wiggle room. We only sleep in our own beds when she has her 8:00am music production class the next day. She knows how much I love my sleep so she doesn't want to wake me when I don't have a class until 11:00am.

We hang out and go out just like we did before, only now we have sex and cuddle. I've been happy with it and she seems like she's been too.

Only now that I'm looking at her rings on someone else, I'm not so sure. We never established an official relationship so she could technically hook up with other people.

But I'm jumping to conclusions.

"Aren't those Billie's?" I ask, trying to keep my voice casual.

"Hmm?" she questions and then looks down at the rings like she forgot she was wearing them. "Oh yeah, she let me borrow them and I was just about to give them back. I'll just try again tomorrow—"

"I can give them to her," I interrupt, holding out my hand.

She gives me a tight smile "Sure. Thanks."