Dating Billie Eilish

11- i promise.

I found billie in the corner of her huge room, she was crawled into a ball and i could hear her sobbing. Her hair was a complete mess, but she still looked cute.

She looked at me like the most precious thing in the whole world, her eyes were red and watery, but still beautiful. She was wearing an old T-shirt and baggy pants, she was shaking and didn't want to look at me.

-Billie, what the fuck happened?!- i said concerned
-Leave me alone- she mumbled
-No, Billie talk to me, what's the matter?
-Y-you won't understand-she said sobbing

I have never seen her cry, but she is the most pretty cryer I've ever seen in my life. Gosh I need to stop.

Bil's POV
What the FUCK is wrong with me?! I asked myself while walking around the house.
What if i do love her? She hates me. I can't do that to her. It'll ruin everything, it'll ruin her and me.

I cut my wrist again, i just couldn't help it. It made me feel better. I started sobbing, what's wrong with me? What will fans think if i come out? I'm so stupid omg.
I sat alone in the dark for almost 3 days, i had told Finneas that I'll be busy for the next few days so he doesn't get worried.

I can't see Ava right now, it'll hurt her, and she will hate me if I tell her. It has been about two weeks now. I messaged Fin that I'm fine and I can't answer his calls, then he got even more worried. Great.

I'm just going to end it all. I thought
It would help everyone. I sat in my room sobbing and yelling. I didn't know who I am anymore.

I heard something. It's Ava, she can't see me like this, she'll be worried. It'll hurt her.

Ava's POV
-Billie please tell me what's wrong!- i got frustrated and dropped a tear on her hand
She looked at me while crying.

-You will never understand Ava, you will hate me.-she said
-I will never ever hate you no matter what, understand?-i raised my voice

She nodded

We sat on her bed, she pulled away from me holding her pillow.
-now, what's the matter??- i asked
-I can't tell you...-she said softly
-Yes you can, you need to.
-no- she whispered

-BILLIE, Please please tell me what's wrong, I can't fucking look at you like this, okay?- I said as my voice cracked.

I held her hand tightly, and felt something in my stomach. It wasn't hurting. It felt good, very good.

-please tell me you won't hate me after I tell you this...-she whispered
-I promise
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