as per @Iloveinesnettencourt's request...
just to clear any impending confusion, you (reader) are billie's fiancée in this chapter.
gxg; billie; switch... kinda
-omniscient pov-
"be safe, have fun baby. i love you."
billie's fiancée texts her at the beginning of billie's grammy's after party of which she couldn't attend because of an important work meeting the next morning.
"i will, mama.
i love you too.
i'll text you
throughout the night
& if i lack, you have
all my friends'
numbers."
read 10:48pm
eilish replies, taking her first shot and beginning her upcoming night of fun.. supposedly.
-billie's pov-
the music is blasting and i'm slightly drunk... okay, i'm very drunk. i've been dancing left and right and i don't even know what time it is, let alone where the fuck my phone is.
i go to get another drink and i see a pretty brunette walk up to me, her high heels and skin tight dress automatically intriguing me.
"hey, billie right?" she says, twirling her hair around her finger.
"yeah, that's me." i smile. she tells me her name and we get into conversation rather quickly.
"you're like really pretty.." she says and i feel a rush through my body. "you too, love." i say which makes her blush.
she makes me a drink which was surprisingly stronger than any drink i've had here so far and i swear i feel it hit immediately.
"god, what is in this?" i laugh. "just apple juice and a shit ton of vodka." she says. "shit is dangerous i can't taste any alcohol but i certainly feel it.." i bite my lip as i examine her face. her dangerous hazel eyes to her pretty plump lips.
her long brown hair rests on her shoulders so perfectly and her eyes have the prettiest glimmer of golden in them. she's killing me.
"let's sit down." she says and we walk to the couch. i can't help but notice how her hips sway as she walks and how her dress lifts slightly as she sits down, showcasing her thighs.
no, i can't do this. i have a very beautiful girl waiting on me at home. she thinks i'm having fun not contemplating infidelity.
i keep drinking to get the thoughts out of my mind until the cup is bone-dry.
"oh, you've finished your drink, love... another?" she tilts her head, batting her eyelashes at me.
"i- uh- yes, please." i say unintentionally submissively and i see her bite back a smile. she walks to the table where all the drinks are and makes another drink but i see her add a significantly larger amount of vodka this time.
at this point, i don't even care. i just wanna have fun, i'm a grammy winner, bitch.
i down the next drink...
