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Guess Remix ft Billie Eilish

AN: The Guess music video has been living in my head since its release so I turned it into a fic. I hope you enjoy! Be sure to leave a comment or request!

Content Warning: heavy make-out session and very brief mention of drugs and alcohol.

Female Reader POV:

Being an extra for the Guess Remix music video is definitely the highlight of my year. I responded to the casting call without thinking I'd get it but after three weeks and an audition or two, I was in.

I left the hair and makeup chair with a newfound confidence. Along with the outfit, my whole look made me feel like I had an alter ego. The trashy party girl aesthetic was definitely not my usual style but I must admit that it suits me well. The baby oil they rubbed all over me to resemble sweat after hours of dancing makes me look like I was dipped in honey.

I walk onto the set and stand on my X from rehearsal earlier that day. Someone from props gives me a fake liquor bottle and I play with the front zipper of my cropped shirt. Most of us will have to strip off an article of clothing and/or sloppily make out with another extra. Luckily for me, I don't have to kiss anyone. Somehow, it's more nerve wracking to do that than to be dancing around in the tiniest shorts ever, my g-string and a push-up bra on full display.

I don't let myself feel too self conscious about it— I'm basically an actress playing a role. With that in mind, I move subtly to the song's beat in my head to loosen up until we're ready to start.

Surprised whispers fill the room as Charli XCX walks towards the directors chair with none other than Billie Eilish. Excitement fills my chest when I see Billie. We knew that she was featured on the remix but we were told her scenes would be filmed separately and edited together since her entrance to the scene involved breaking through the stage wall.

I'm so starstruck that I almost don't believe what I'm seeing. She's been my celebrity crush for years and here she is now, taking a seat behind the monitor. I try my best to keep my cool so I don't make a fool out of myself in front of her.

"Okay, places everyone," starts the director. "We're gonna do this next take without Charli. The camera is gonna move around, remember go try your best to act like it's not there. We're dancing, we're partying anddddd ACTION!"

The music starts so I sway the bottle and my body to the rhythm of the song. The camera moves around the room for a few long moments before it starts to head towards me. When I see it in my peripheral vision, I bring the bottle to my lips and take a swig of the water in the bottle, still dancing. The camera seems to linger on me so I push a hand through my hair and swing my hips in a seductive circle.

"Now start pulling off your clothes! It's sloppy, it's careless! It's too hot for clothes and you're too hot for clothes!" instructs the director as the camera pans away again.

After I set the bottle on the floor, I feel eyes on me and glance over to see Billie's gaze burning into my skin. Her face is unreadable but there's no doubt she's focused on me. In order to not lose my edge, I act like I'm really partying. Like I'm really the kind of girl with the balls to let loose and strip in front of a beautiful stranger giving me that kind of attention. I lock eyes with her as the camera moves toward me again. I pull the zipper of my top down my chest until the garment is completely open and falling off my shoulders. Her eyes move down to my cleavage and she clenches the fabric of her shorts. The camera lingers on me again so I turn around and swing my ass giving it a perfect view of my g-string.

When it moves away, I look over my shoulder at Billie. Charli is talking in her ear over the music but it doesn't seem like she's paying attention. Her eyes are glued on me and she nods distractedly at whatever she's being told. The song ends and the camera returns to the front of the set.