POLAROID. // Billie Eilish Oneshots

(2) Guess? // SEMI-SMUT.

B's POV

I sat in complete silence, my fork stabbing the last vegetable in my plate as I lingered my mind around interesting things. Vada and Gracie laughed amongst eachother as they both ate their foods, the city view pouring from the apartment window was visible, the walls of glass leading to the balcony were clear and bright as neon lights reflected from signs down the street.

My foot hung from the long stool I sat on, swinging them front and back. My teeth grinding on eachother as I chewed on the remains of food in my mouth, placing down my fork as I let out a small sigh. Vada took a glance at me, quickly turning her head over back at Gracie. I rolled my eyes at her, hopping off my stool.

Vada eyed me skeptically this time, her jaw shut tightly as I glance at her face before walking to the sink to put my plate down. I jumped on the sofa, inhailing the familiar scent of Gracie's Dior fragrance. I turn my head, now facing the TV as 'Home Alone' played.

"Hey, Billie wanna stay over? It's raining, I know you have a car, but really the rain is just my poor excuse for you to stay for the night." Gracie said, placing down the plates in the sink, wiping her hands with Vada's shirt. "Yeah, sure. Just this night though. I have some press tomorrow which is gonna be shit to deal with, plus im in my pre-lolla phase. I need to chill the fuck out for a second." I threw a thumb up, visible enough for Gracie to see.

"You can take the guess room next to mine, or you can pick wherever you'd wanna sleep in, I really don't care." Gracie said reassuringly, despire her comment of not caring. "I'll be fine in the sofa. I wanna see the view anyways. What's it like being up living in an apartment anyways?" I shrug, rolling on the couch.

"Pretty shitty, rent is manageable but it sucked being alone. So i bought along Vada with me, dhe's a pretty close friend and basically the only one I could have contacted so I bought her over here." Gracie shrugs, sitting on the couch, my feet on her lap.

Vada tied the apron on her waist, a loose fit as she washed the dishes, not bothering to just shove them in the dishwasher and go about. She decided to wash them by hand, without gloves. Weirdly enough.

I lain there, watching the movie as the screen reflected behind us, the figure of Vada's reflection on the screen as it coloured into something dark. She eventually finished, halfway into the movie she sat down, beside me, but not nearly as close to me.

She was in silence, both of her hands in her lap as I stared at her a few times, her eyebrows knotting into an expression that can only be described as confused, or lost in between the movie. She'd often pick on her nails, biting her lips or licking them from time to time. I oftem find myself staring at her as she uses her tounge to play with her lips.

Which I shouldn't have, cause now I couldn't think straight. My eyes keep on lingering around the room, my boredom overcoming me as I lain my head on Gracie's lap, my feet hanging on the side in order to avoid Vada's personal space.

She lifted my feet onto her lap, her hand on my ankle as she turned to look at me, giving a shrug as she stared at the tv infront of us. I let it go, but from time to time her thumb would gently caress my skin, shivers running doen my spine as she does so.

"I'm going to take a number 2, be right back." Vada said, placing my foot gently on the couch as I sighed at her lost of touch. I snuggled into Gracie's lap, my eyes focused on the TV. "We should go to sleep, it's past twelve and I have work tomorrow." Gracie yawned, my head slightly elevated from her lap.

"Alright." I mumbled, Gracie stood up, I still had lain on the sofa, now staring at the ceiling. Gracie threw me a pillow and blanket before closing her bedroom door. Vada walked out of the bathroom, the sound of the toilet flushing breaking the silence as she looked around to find Gracie gone.