Billie Eilish Imagines

Drunk

"Cmon, baby, you've had too much." I force my girlfriend to come away from the bar.

"y/n- nooooo." she slurs. Gently, i pull her through the crowds and out of the club's exit, heading for our car. We've been out for hours, with Billie drinking quite a bit, i dont really drink as usually i have to take care of my girlfriend and drive us home.

"Y/n-" Her hand finds my arm and pulls me back to stand with her in the middle of the parking lot. "Shit-" Her body folds as vomit covers the pavement. Gently, i grab her hair with my hands as she continues to throw up.

"This is why i told you to stop drinking like an hour ago."

She wipes her mouth with the sleeve of my jacket, which she's recently claimed and stands up straight, linking her arm with mine. I guide her to the car and leave her around the back of it for a moment as i go to set up the passenger seat for her. Rubbish falls onto the floor as i wipe it off of the seat, it being from the mcdonalds we'd eaten on the way

"no- no, i'm..." My ears pick up mumbles from my girlfriend, i go around the car to where i left her. "Hey, who are you?" There's a man grasping tightly onto Billie's jacket. It seems as though he's trying to drag her somewhere. "Mind your business."

My left eyebrow raises as i go over to the pair and pry his hand off of my girlfriends clothes. "Get lost." I gestured to the empty air, hoping he'd just do as i say, and i wouldn't have to take any extraordinary measures to keep him away. "Billie, get in the car, baby."

My girlfriend turns, to do as i say, when he steps forward and tries to grab ahold of her again. "No- we were having a good conversation." He almost whines. In retaliation to his absolute desperation for my girlfriend's attention, a scoff tumbles from my lips.

"Get the fuck off." Once again i pry his hands away. This time he had more of a reaction and stepped closer to me, so our faces were centimeters from one another. "Or what?"

A moment of silence washes over the three of us before i swing for him and land a harsh punch against the left side of his face. I turn to Billie again. "Go baby, get in the car."

She does as i say without any interference from the man now stumbling away from me. After zigzagging the short distance, she manages to get into the car. I turn back to the man I'd just hit, he's standing with a hand over his face, covering the new wound I'd just inflicted, trickling blood down his body

"You best leave or i might run you over." He turns around and stumbles away. I smile, seeing his state and his submission

"Right." I mumble to myself before turning back to my car and climbing into the drivers seat. My eyes fall on my girlfriends beautiful face as i close the door. "Are you okay, baby?" Billie hums in response, her head laying in her hands. "Okay."

Giggles escape my lips as the keys in the ignition are turned and i begin driving us home. 

Billie stumbles into our home as the front door slams behind us. "cmere baby."My hand is reached out to my girlfriend and she happily takes it. Using our link i guide her upstairs into our room, my foot closing the door behind us.

"Bil." I sit on the bottom of our bed and pat the spot beside me for her to sit, which she does. My hands find the hem of her shirt. "Arms up." Drowsily, Billie lifts her arms in the air as i remove her alchol stained shirt, from where she'd spilt some earlier, leaving her in her bra. "Would you like a hoodie to sleep in?" She nods her head. "Okay."

I stand up before kneeling infront of her, my hands finding the zips to her boots, carefully i unzip them and pull them off of her feet. "m sorry." billie mumbles from above me. "What're you sorry for, pretty?"Gently i place her boots next to her disgarded shirt."I-"

"Stand up for me." She does as i say before carrying on."I'm sorry i drank too much."My fingers find her jean's zipper and pull it down, pulling the entire jeans off of her legs afterwards."Its okay, Bil." Turning to the closet, i pull a pair of my own joggers and one of my hoodies out. I turn back to my girlfriend.

"Noooo-" Whines leave her mouth. Obediently she raises her arms, knowing im going to put my hoodie on her. "It's- not." Her voice is muffled by the fabric of my hoodie as it slides over her head."legs." She raises her legs one by one allowing me to slip some of my fresh joggers onto her skin. "Y/n?"

My fingers intertwine with hers as i lead her to lay down in our bed."Mhmm?" Exhausted, my body accepts the matresses warmth, in a loving manner my arms extend out, a gesture for Billie to crawl into my arms."cmere, its all okay."

The reassuring tone prompts her to follow my gestures and she crawls into my arms. My arm flies over the folded cover and bring it to cover us both. Billie's soft hair is splayed across my arms as her face is tucked into my chest."ngh- thank you." sleepy mumbles leave her mouth.

"shh- go to sleep."