❝𝐌𝐫. 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭❞|JACK GRAZER X READER

~𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫~

Hey there, my name is Y/N Eilish, I'm a singer-songwriter, and an artist. What was that? My last name sounds familiar? Yeah, I get that a whole lot. Like, a whole lot. Billie Eilish is my sister. I know, it seems like I should be lucky to have her, and I am! She's a wonderful sister, and a fantastic singer, but here's the thing. My whole life, I was rejected because she was the favorite. She's smarter, she's more talented, she has a very pretty voice, and she's prettier in general, which makes me automatically below her. 

But since this has been happening pretty much my whole life, it never really mattered, and I never actually cared. Little did I know, that hurt and jealousy deep down inside of me, was about to come out pretty soon, and there was no way of stopping it.

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"Y/NNNNNNNN," Billie said, dragging out the last letter of your name.
 You came down the stairs and jump onto the couch next to her. "Whaaaaat?" You responded.
 "I'm taking you to the movies," she said. "Ugh, don't tell me it's some weird ass edgy shit again Bill," you said, rolling your eyes.
 "No! It's actually a really funny movie, I went to see it once," Billie said.
 "Well that's a first, I thought you only liked dark movies."
 Billie glared at you. "Hey fuck off, my friend recommended it," she said in defense.
"Oh my god, you actually have friends? Aww, look at you coming out of your shell!" You joked. "Shut up and get ready," Billie chuckled. 

You ran upstairs and changed into something comfortable. Black and soft leggings, a pastel blue T-shirt, some dark blue vans, and you took your purse. You and Billie went to the car and drove off to the movies! "Hey Billie?" You said, while buckling your seat belt. "What movie are we watching?"
Billie just smiled and kept quiet.
"Billie, don't do this again, just tell me please!" You begged.
"No, that ruins the surprise!" She said.
"Ugh," You pouted and sank into your seat, wondering what she had planned to see this time.

Once you finally arrived at the movie theater, you grabbed your purse and headed into the building. Billie got out the tickets and you tried to read them to see what you were seeing. All Billie did was say "Nuh uh," and she kept waving the ticket around.
Suddenly, a group of Billie's fans ran over to her and surrounded her. Billie dropped the ticket while hugging one of the girls. 'This is my chance,' you thought.
You ran over and picked the ticket off of the ground. "Shazam?" you said, reading the ticket aloud. You then remember watching the trailer of the movie. You immediately remember that your biggest celebrity crush was going to be part of the cast, Jack Grazer! "Oh my god! Thank you Bill!" You said, jumping up and down. 

One of the girls that were crowding your big sister whipped her head around at you.
"Uhm, and who are you?" The girl said.
 Before you could even speak, the second girl interrupted you.
 "How dare you! The great Billie Eilish doesn't know you, she wouldn't ever buy a movie ticket for a damn fan, she's too busy!" The rude girl said.
 Billie frowned at the girls. "You know, if you are going to be rude to my sister, you can fucking leave!" Billie scolded.
 The girls looked down in embarrassment.
"I-I didn't know she was your sister," The first girl said.
 "That's because I didn't tell you. Mind your damn business next time!"
And with that, Billie grabbed your arm and you two walked off to get popcorn and drinks, leaving the girls in shame.  That's one of the reasons why you loved Billie. She always helped you out in those situations. The both of you quietly go up the stairs and sit the highest row at the movie theater.
Billie endured your fangirling as you two waited for the movie to come on.

Time Skip to After the Movie
(Your POV)

After that amazing movie, we got in the car and headed home. "BILLIE, BILLIE, BILLIE, BILLIE," I said, squirming in my seat.
 Billie sighed. "This was a bad idea to take you here," she said.
 "NO IT WAS THE BEST IDEA!" I yelled at her.
 "Not the best idea," she said, with a smirk on her face.
 "Huh?" I said, in confusion.
 "Look in the back seat."
 I turn my head back to see luggage. "W-wait, why is- Take a wild guess," Billie interrupted me.
 "Are we headed to a beach? OH! Possibly a Shawn Mendes concert!?"You asked.
Billie took her eyes off the road and look down, laughing. "Something way better than that," was all she said.
 I tried getting her to tell me where on earth we were going, but I guess I'll know when I get there. "Oh, and there are snacks in the back, it'll be a long ride," she said.

Time skip to after the drive

After a long ass 7 hours of boredom on the road, we arrived at a hotel. It wasn't a regular hotel.....it looked way more expensive. Billie found a parking spot and parked. She let out a tired sigh, and we got out of the car. I took both of our bags, since she was already tired, and carried them up to our room. Billie plopped on her bed.
"God, I'm fucking exhausted," she said.
 "I guess we'll skip dinner?" I ask, but it was no use because she was already asleep. That was quick. I sit down on the bed and pull out my phone. 
No New Notifications.
Oh, how fun. I forgot that nobody really knows I exist. As I slowly start laying down, falling asleep, there was a loud knock on the door. "Who the fuck at this damn hour?" I said, getting up and rubbing my eyes.
 I open the door. "Sorry but come back tomorrow when it's not like midnight, goodnight," I said, closing the door and locking it again.
I didn't see who it was, but that didn't matter, what mattered the most was that I needed sleep, and I needed it now before I start another world war in the room.