Billie Eilish Imagines

Bouncy Castle

The silence of my bedroom is interrupted by the vibrating of my phone. Swiftly, the script i was reading is closed, and my phone is retrieved from my desk. "Hey!" I sit cross-legged on my bed. "Hey, y/n, I'm having this thing for my birthday tomorrow, if you're interested?"

"What do you mean 'thing'? Like a party?"

"No, not a party. Just i was thinking of maybe gathering a few friends, going out to eat, and then heading back to mine for a few drinks?"

"Yeah, Fin, that sounds great."

"Be at mine for 1 tomorrow? I wanna see you first, with you being my best
friend and all."

"Yeah, of course."

"Awesome, see you tomorrow, y/n."

"Bye-bye." As soon as the call ends, i rush to get my vans on. My memory is so shocking that i forgot to pick up a gift for Finneas on my way back from shooting today.

Eventually I'm in my car, driving to my nearest shopping centre. Im thinking of getting him a Louis Vuitton blanket - he saw the one on my bed when he came over a few weeks ago and said how he really liked it.

Several minutes later, im pulling into the centres car park and finding a space closest to the entrance, in case i get mobbed or something. Really, i shouldn't be out without my security, but whatever. I walk through the shopping centre and take the escalator to the top floor, where the high-end shops are. The security guard looks me up and down as i enter Louis Vuitton, probably questioning my attire, a scruffy pair of joggers and a hoodie, considering i was settled at home not even half an hour ago.

Moving around the few people in the shop, i walk up to their blankets, the black versions really catching my eye. I grab one of the black ones and take it to the counter. "Just that, please."

"Yeah - that'll be £5,500, please." The debit card in my jogger's pocket is brought out and swiped across the contacless machine. Patiently, i stand and watch my receipt be printed and placed into the bag."Thank you."He pushes the bag over the counter.

Next, i head into Target, which is conveniently right under the Vuitton shop. I collect all of Finneas' favourite foods, pay, place them into the Vuitton bag, and then head back for my car.

At the entrance to the centre, im stopped by a little girl. "Are you y/n y/l/n?" A smile takes over my lips."I am."

"Can i... can i have a picture?"

"Of course."I look up to see who i assume to be her parent, pointing her phone camera to me and the little girl who's shuffled, so she's standing next to me. A few photos later, the girl hugs me before leaving with her parents. "Thank you." They say before walking away. Eventually, i arrive back home and find myself back in my bedroom. My hands find their way into the Louis Vuitton bag and remove the reciepts I'd gotten.

I leave Finneas' gifts on my desk as i continue with my script reading.

A day later, im back in my car and driving around to my bestfriends house. He'd texted me earlier that morning to let me know his sister, Billie, would be there. As a result, im dressed in the finest shirt and trousers i own.

Gently, i knock on their front door, and Maggie soon answers. "Heyy!" She climbs down the singular step and wraps her arms around me."Hey, Maggie, how are youu?"

"I'm great - Is that for Fin?" Her fingers gesture to the bag in my hand."Yeahh."

"Y/n!" I look past Maggie to see Finneas beckoning me into their house. "Sorry - i'm being summoned." Lightheartedly, i giggle, and Maggie allows me to walk past her."Cmon."He leads me into his bedroom, and i navigate the small space to sit on his bed, and my hands grasp the bag tightly as i hold it up for him to take. "Happy Birthday."