lovely | billie eilish

11 | Special Night

The next evening, I found myself standing in front of my closet, trying to decide what to wear. Billie's text had been short and sweet: "Wear something comfortable but cute. Pick you up at 7." I smiled, feeling a flutter of anticipation. She hadn't given any details, but I knew she was planning something special.

I finally settled on a flowy sundress that was casual enough for whatever Billie had planned, but still made me feel confident. As I slipped into it, I took a moment to calm my nerves.

When the doorbell rang, I grabbed my things and headed to the front door. Billie stood there, leaning against the doorframe, looking effortlessly cool in a pair of jeans and a simple black T-shirt. She had a relaxed, confident smile on her face that made my heart skip a beat.

"Ready?" she asked, her eyes sparkling as she looked me up and down.

"Yeah," I replied, feeling the tension from the past few days melt away. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see," Billie said with a playful grin. She held out her hand, and I took it, feeling the warmth of her touch as we walked to her car.

The drive was quiet but comfortable, the city lights fading as we headed toward the coast. After a short while, we pulled up to a familiar place—Billie's house. But instead of going inside, she led me around the side of the house, down a narrow path that wound through the trees.

As we walked, the sound of the ocean grew louder, the scent of saltwater filling the air. Eventually, the trees opened up to reveal a private beach, the waves gently lapping at the shore under the soft glow of the moonlight.

My breath caught as I took in the sight before me. Billie had set up a picnic on the sand, complete with a large blanket, lanterns that cast a warm, inviting light, and a basket filled with what looked like all of my favorite foods. There was a bottle of wine chilling in a bucket of ice, and the whole setup was surrounded by candles that flickered softly in the breeze.

"Wow, Billie," I said, turning to her with wide eyes. "This is amazing."

She smiled, clearly pleased with my reaction. "I wanted to do something special for you. I figured we could use a night to just relax and enjoy each other's company."

We sat down on the blanket, and Billie began unpacking the basket. There were sandwiches, fresh fruit, cheese, and even a couple of cupcakes from my favorite bakery. As we started to eat, the conversation flowed easily, the awkwardness of our last meeting replaced by a sense of comfort and familiarity.

At one point, Billie poured us each a glass of wine. As we drank, the conversation naturally shifted to lighter topics. Soon enough, we were laughing and teasing each other.

After we finished eating, Billie reached into the basket one more time and pulled out a small, neatly wrapped box. "I have something for you," she said, her voice tinged with anticipation.

I looked at the box, intrigued. "What's this?"

"Just open it and see," Billie replied with a warm smile.

Carefully, I unwrapped the box, revealing a delicate silver necklace. The pendant was a simple yet elegant letter "B." I looked up at Billie, who was already wearing a matching necklace with a "V" pendant.

"I thought these would be perfect for us," Billie said, her eyes shining with affection. "They're a small reminder of our connection."

I felt a flutter of emotion as I took the necklace with the "B" pendant from the box. Billie reached over and gently fastened it around my neck. The matching initials felt like a special symbol of our bond, and I couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you, Billie," I said softly, touched by the gesture. "I love it."

Unable to contain my feelings, I pulled her into a deep kiss, letting my feelings for her flow through every touch. Billie responded with equal intensity, her arms wrapping around me as our kiss deepened. When we finally parted, her eyes were filled with warmth and affection.

"I'm glad you like it," she said softly. "I wanted to give you something special. You're important to me, and I wanted this to be a reminder of that."

With the necklace now in place, we continued to enjoy the evening. We spent the next hour talking and laughing, sharing stories and memories. The night air was cool, but the warmth of our connection kept us comfortable.

As the night grew darker, the stars began to dot the sky, their reflections shimmering on the gentle waves. Billie stretched out beside me, her head resting on my lap. I ran my fingers through her hair, feeling a sense of peace I hadn't felt in a long time. For a moment, neither of us spoke, just enjoying the closeness and the sounds of the night.

Finally, Billie broke the silence, her voice soft. "Do you ever think about what's next for us?"

I looked down at her, "What do you mean?"

She hesitated, her eyes searching mine. "I mean, where we go from here. I just want to make sure we're on the same page."

I could feel the vulnerability in her words, and it made my heart ache. "Billie, I'm here. I'm all in, no matter what. I don't want to lose this—lose you."

She smiled, a small, relieved smile. "I'm all in too. I've been afraid to let myself feel this way, to really commit, but being here with you tonight... it just feels right."

I leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "It does. And whatever happens, we'll figure it out together."

Billie grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Good. Now, how about a swim?"

I blinked, surprised. "A swim? Now?"

"Why not?" she said with a mischievous grin, already standing up and pulling off her T-shirt and jeans to reveal a black bikini top and matching bottoms. "The water's perfect."

I couldn't help but laugh as I stood up, shaking my head. "You're unbelievable."

"Come on," she urged, holding out her hand. "It'll be fun."

With a smile, I slipped off my sundress, revealing the lacy bra and underwear I had chosen earlier, not expecting to swim tonight. Billie's eyes lingered on me with a heated, admiring gaze. The subtle intensity in her eyes sent a shiver down my spine. Smiling, she took my hand and guided me toward the water.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked, feeling the cool breeze against my bare skin.

Billie grinned, her confidence unwavering. "Absolutely. Trust me, it'll be fun."

The ocean was cool against my skin, sending a shiver through me as the waves brushed against my legs. Billie splashed water at me playfully, her laughter infectious. I gasped, the shock of the cold water quickly replaced by a sense of exhilaration as I splashed her back.

"See? Not so bad," Billie teased, wading deeper into the water.

I followed her, the chill quickly becoming more bearable as I got used to it. We swam out a little farther, the water gently cradling us as we floated on our backs, staring up at the night sky.

"This is perfect," I murmured, the stars twinkling above us like diamonds.

Billie drifted closer, her fingers brushing against mine as she spoke softly. "You're perfect."

My heart fluttered at her words, and I turned my head to look at her, our faces inches apart. The moment stretched on, filled with an electric tension, until Billie closed the distance between us, her lips capturing mine in a tender kiss.

Without thinking, I wrapped my arms around her neck and my legs around her waist, pulling her closer. The water swirled around us as we moved together, her body close and warm against mine. Billie's hands found my waist, steadying us as our kiss deepened, the connection between us growing more intense with every passing second.

We stayed like that for a moment, completely wrapped up in each other, the world around us fading away. The cool water, the soft glow of the moon, and the gentle sound of the waves—it all felt so distant compared to the warmth and passion between us.