Scream My Name

Hold me close

1500 words

Not edited cause I'm lazy

    The time has come. You're in the front row. Standing there, squished by crazy fans. The lights go off, the screens go black and flash with pictures and Finneas walks on stage. Your heart is in your throat, you can't breath, tears are slowly creeping down your cheeks.

Tonight, you have not met Billie Eilish. You're just a normal fan. You're gonna go harder than you've ever have before. You're gonna mosh your heart out.

Billie walks on stage. You scream. Everyone screams. The music starts and your heart drops. You feel numb. A good numb. It's excitement. A little too much excitement that you can't breath when she walks into the spotlight right in front of you, looking right into your eyes with a wicked smirk on her face.

Bad Guy starts to play and Billie winks at you before she starts to sing, running around the stage. You're jumping up and down, following her movements but a little more sloppy. You're hitting the people beside of you with your arms and they're hitting you, but nobody cares.

You're panting frantically, your mouth is dry and there's a lump in your throat, and you can't breath, but you're still going. Billie walks back over to where you are, leaning down into a squatting position, staring right at you.

"I like it when you take control
Even if you know that you don't
Own me, I'll let you play the role
I'll be your animal."

Her eyes are connected to yours. So intensely that people beside of you look over. You've stopped breathing all together, you've stopped moving, but you're still mouthing the words back to her. She smiles down at you and stands back up, throwing you a look over her shoulder and then continues dancing around on the stage.

*Time skip*

It's the last song. You can barely move. You took your boots off on the second song and put them on the ground. Sweat is on your forehead, making hair stick to your face. You're not even sure what you look like, but you know your hair is everywhere and you cannot think.

It's the last song. I love you. Her and Finneas sit in the middle of the stage and sing it. Everyone sings along. People are crying and even you start to cry. The person beside of you wraps her arms around your torso and you let it happen. You wrap your arms around her and sway both of you back and forth, tears streaming down your cheeks.

Billie's eyes are squinted shut and tears spill down her eyes, so she leans onto Finneas's shoulder to hide them. She giggles at herself at the end of the song before thanking everyone.

"I just want to let everyone know, that no matter what you're going through, there's always a way. I love you guys and I care about your health. Without you guys, I'm nothin'. You guys gotta be okay for me, okay? I love you all so, so, so, so, so much.  Thank you!" She blows a kiss to the crowd and waves goodbye, walking off the stage.

*Time skip*

You're at the meet and greet standing in line, although you could just go up there without waiting. But you choose not to. Nerves kick in when it's your turn. Although you've met Billie, this is what it would be like if you didn't work with her.

She smiles when she sees you, her little dimples poking out. "Look at you!" She yells, holding out her hands to grab yours. She grabs them tightly and looks down at you.

"Hi, I'm Y/N." You smile sweety at her.

"Well Hi, Y/N, I'm Billie." She let's go of your hands and pulls you into her, wrapping her arms around your shoulders. "You're adorable, you know that?" She whispers into your ear, giggling slightly. Your heart pumps at her words and your face is flushed. You pull away slightly and turn your body so you can get a picture.