Billie Eilish :)

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POV Ciena:

We looked at each other in the eyes, smiling and giggling still like mischievous children. I wondered if i should try to make a move. I was so lost in her eyes. Her perfect, blue, gorgeous eyes. I wanted to put my arms around her and just hold her so close to me.

She got up after a few seconds and looked towards my desk. Shit I left my music out. I felt my stomach crunch together.
"You write music?" She looked at me, then back at the desk with lyrics I've been writing for months. As her hands approached my laptop I got up and rambled "you really don't wanna go in there." And flashed a fake smile. She grinned at me and continued her action.

As she lifted the slim top of the laptop, parts of unfinished songs filled her eyes.
She grabbed the black bulky earphones connected to it and pulled it over her head as she pressed play on one of the abandoned pieces of shit. Her eyes lit up, she probably wants to leave now. Fuck, well, there goes your chance.

She pushed them off her head slowly and looked at me with shock. "We have to Do a song together. Now." She got up and grabbed my hands.
"I can't sing, I can't do music at all." I spoke laughing but really being serious as i blushed intensely.
"You are coming with me" she walked over and lifted me up as she connected our hands. I turned towards her too far forwards. She turned too far back towards me. We froze. We were millimetres away from each other. We started into each others eyes. She looked at my lips. I looked at hers. We shared eye contact again. I felt her breath on my cheeks.

She sneakily grabbed my hands. My heart started skipping beats. She dropped them as she pushed her arms sliding along up shoulders and crosses her arms around my neck. She bring me in closer. Automatically, my arms slipped around her waist, stoping when my hands met. She tilted her head. I tilted mine. Was this real? Was I seriously dreaming.

My phone started ringing. It startled us a little. I pulled my phone out my back pocket, my hands leaving it's safe place. School. I picked it up and gave Billie, who hadn't moved, a took to get ready for some loud ass noise. I let quiet fill the line and then shrieked down the phone 'I FUCKING HATE YOUR SCHOOL FUCK OFF!' And ended the call, flinging my phone on my bed and grabbing Billie and kissing her passionately. I pulled her as close as I could. I had her bottom lip in between mine, kissing them and couldn't get enough of my fantasy. I tucked her hair behind her ears. The softness of the hair was unreal. The now sunny sky light everywhere, spreading the warm feeling.

After the mini make out session, we pulled away. Blueberry was all I could taste.
"I've wanted to do that since the second I met you." She muttered.
"Ive wanted to do that since I first saw you." I quietly giggled. I looked at her in the eyes.

"I'm taking you somewhere." She ordered loudly, gripping my left hand with her right and she grabbed my computer and lyrics and put them on the bed.
"Where?" I asked confused.
"Surprise. I promise you will be happy." She said, joining both of our hands again. I smiled so hard I think I broke my face.

She pulled out her phone and called someone she must know very well to come pick us up opposite the school and turn right (the road to my house).  As she ended it, she couldn't stop smiling. She was adorable.
"what did you doooo!" I sang.
"Just grab your laptop and lyrics and lets go downstairs." She said, trotting down the stairs towards the end of her sentence. I pinched myself when she was out of sight. This wasn't a dream? "Am I dreaming?" I shouted.
"Nope." She pronounce the 'pe' loudly.
I grabbed my stuff off the bed where she'd placed them and went downstairs, making sure I didn't fall over. I went outside for a second after I put my stuff on the stairs, viewing Billie leaning on the wall just past it. I got my weed box under the door step and got back in.
"You smoke bud?" I asked, gesturing the box towards her. "Sometimes. Rarely tho." She slowly addressed.
"You want one?" I asked. "Sure." She smiled.

I got my weed out, put it in the grinder and started twisting it, answering Billies questions to every move I was making. I grinded enough for two fat ones. I then got out my filters and papers out of the tin box and put them in place after a minute of concentration and hand sweating. Then I rolled the two of the blunts up, burnt the twist and blew it out and passed one to her. "You know how to do this shit, how long you been on it?" She sounded impressed. "Since I was 12. So, 4 years." I smiled and laughed at her comment. I pulled my lighter close to my face and lit my blunt then hers outside as we waited for her ride after I put everything back and picked up my shitty song stuff.

Eventually, the car came and the very familiar boy with blondish hair with a black Benz truck looked at us. "You are both stoned." He said. It clicked. Luckily I put my things away in the back first because I knew I would have dropped my shit. Not my blunt tho. That's precious. "Can I have a hit?" He asked, searching an answer in my eyes as i had been muted.
"I think she recognises you." Billie laughed. And put her arms around both sides of the car seats, smiling towards me seen as I was in the front.
"Just take a hit of mine." She said laughing because I was still muted and staring at him in amazement. "She's Fucking shook did you not tell her anything as well as not where we are going?" He laughed. It sounds even better in person. She shook her head and her perfect hair flew around.
"No.... he can have mine...." I said very quietly and passed it to him like a snail. "Thanks babe." He said and looked me in the eyes. His brown eyes looking into mine. MINE.

LIL PEEP IS FUCKING STARING INTO MY FUCKING EYES WTF SJJDNDJCKFKDJ.

I stopped breathing. I shrieked slightly. He took it in. My lips were on that blunt. That blunt is on his lips. Holy. Shit. Billie kisses my cheek passionately. "Sorry peep, she mine." My dimples shined. "Fuckkkkk!" He whined. He passed the blunt back after a few more hits. I took it in so fast I think time froze. Billie finished hers. "You wanna play music...." peep asked, trying to find my name. "Ciena." I answered. "Yes please!" I giggled and played his new album, we all sung as he drove off into the motor way and beyond....

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