Nayla's POV
The following weekend, Billie decided we needed a break from our usual routines. She suggested we spend the day together, away from the public eye, in a place where we could relax and enjoy each other's company without any distractions.
"How about a private beach?" Billie suggested over breakfast, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I know a perfect spot."
I smiled, feeling a thrill of anticipation. "That sounds amazing. Let's do it!"
We quickly packed our beach essentials—towels, sunscreen, a cooler filled with snacks and drinks—and headed out. Billie had arranged for a private car to take us to the secluded beach, ensuring we wouldn't be bothered by paparazzi or fans.
The drive was peaceful, with Billie singing along to her favorite songs while I enjoyed the scenery. When we arrived, I was stunned by the beauty of the place. The beach was pristine, with soft white sand and crystal-clear water. It felt like we had discovered our own little paradise.
"This is incredible," I said, taking in the view.
Billie grinned, clearly pleased with my reaction. "I knew you'd love it."
We found a perfect spot and set up our little picnic area. The beach was completely deserted, and the only sounds were the gentle lapping of the waves and the distant calls of seabirds.
We spent the morning swimming in the ocean, building sandcastles, and soaking up the sun. Billie had brought her guitar, and she played a few songs, her voice blending beautifully with the sounds of the waves. I closed my eyes, feeling utterly content.
After lunch, as the afternoon wore on, Billie stood up suddenly and grabbed my hand. "Come on, let's run along the shore," she said with a mischievous grin.
I laughed, getting up and following her. We dashed along the water's edge, kicking up spray and trying to splash each other. The wind whipped through our hair, and our laughter echoed across the empty beach. It was pure, unfiltered joy.
At one point, Billie tripped and fell into the shallow water, pulling me down with her. We landed in a heap, laughing so hard our sides hurt. We lay there for a moment, catching our breath and looking up at the sky.
"You're ridiculous," I said, still giggling.
"You love it," Billie replied, her eyes sparkling.
We eventually made our way back to our spot and sat down on the sand, watching the waves roll in. Billie turned to me, her expression suddenly serious yet playful.
"You know," she began, her voice low and teasing, "there's something about you that's just... mesmerizing."
I felt my heart race, and I tried to play it cool. "Oh really? And what might that be?"
She leaned closer, her gaze intense. "It's everything. The way you laugh, the way your eyes light up, the way you move. It's all so... irresistible."
I felt a blush creep up my cheeks as her words sent a shiver down my spine. Billie reached out, tracing a finger along my jawline.
"And right now," she continued, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper, "all I want is to kiss you."
Before I could respond, Billie closed the distance between us, capturing my lips in a slow, passionate kiss. Her hands slid around my waist, pulling me closer until I was practically in her lap. I wrapped my arms around her neck, deepening the kiss, losing myself in the sensation of her lips on mine.
When we finally pulled away, both of us breathless, Billie gave me a smoldering look. "You're so beautiful," she murmured, her fingers trailing down my arm. "I could get lost in you forever."
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CHIHIRO | Billie Eilish
FanfictionIn London, Nayla's life takes a surprising turn when she meets her idol, Billie Eilish. Amidst the struggles of a new city, their chance encounter sparks a whirlwind romance, leading Nayla on a journey of self-discovery and love. 🥇#billie