EyeLash [}Billie Eilish{]

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"You should go to sleep," I said quietly, I laid back and Billie let herself fall on my chest.

"I can sleep on the bus. I feel crazy."

"What?" I questioned.

"I like you a lot, I honestly wish I could just pack you in my bag and take you and Tom with me." She sighed.

"I have work to do, and so do you."

"I'll see you after tour though." She stated I didn't want to think about it. "Right?" She lifted her head to look at me.

"Well, I don't have a passport and chances are I'll be broke once court ends."

"I'd obviously fly you out, and I can pay for your passport there not that expensive. I don't think. And I mean in December I'll be eighteen so I'll fly here to see you."

"Your first taste of freedom you'd fly to Canada to see me?" I questioned. She nodded as she laid her head back on my chest.

"Maybe you'd actually kiss me then, that is if you're still single."

"Told you, I always have been single always will be." she shook her head but didn't speak. A quiet fell overuse for a while, but then I felt Billie move her hand. I jumped as she touched my wrist, she lingered her a second then wrapped her hand around it and started to put up my sleeve. I started to pull away but she tightened her grip. I closed my eyes, why was this girl so relentless. she got it up to my elbow and then ran her hand down again to my wrists, I could tell she was moving to look at it...

"Your tattoos are amazing."

"Thanks." I said quietly, I was trying to stay still. Trick my body into thinking I couldn't move. she started to trace them.

"Can I have one more kiss?" She asked, I looked down at her and sighed. She moved up so she was laying almost complacently on top of me, I put my arms around her and I kissed her without argument. Billie moved her hips gently as the kiss got heated.

"Ok Billie." I pushed her back. "You need to stop."

"I don't need to."

"Billie, yes you do." 

"Are you really only going to kiss me till I'm 18?"

"I'm not about to... shag a seventeen-year-old girl, who I'm not even dating."

"If we... of you were dating... a seventeen-year-old girl would you fuck her?"

"Billie." I sighed.

"Just asking." She shrugged.

At some point we fell to sleep, Billie cuddling into me. As my eyes opened I let out a sigh, Billie was looking on her phone and her eyeshot up to me. She laid her phone down and quickly turned to me. "Morning." She smiled.

"Morning," I said quietly, I listened for a second to see if Tom was up but there was no sound. "How'd you sleep?" I asked.

"Muh, I was thinking about today a lot."

"Oh?" I questioned.

"Yea, It's gonna suck leavin', you guys."

"Were gonna miss you." I smiled. She leaned up and kissed me lightly and smiled, Then I heard Tom. We got up and went to the living room, Billie picked up Tom and I got him some milk. He was hugging Billie and drinking his milk, and I started to pack. "What time are you leaving?" I said zipping up my bag.

"Check out is 11, so we're leaving then. I don't wanna think about it." She sighed.

"Canada really grew on ya eh?" I smiled, she flashed a smile and then pouted again. "Billie, it's just been a couple of days."

"That's what I hate."

"Common you'll be on tour, I'm the last thing you'll think about."

"That's not true dude." She shook her head. "Looking over and seeing you guys side stage, and then coming back here and just... cuddlin' and chillin." She shrugged.

"You sound like a fourty-year-old." I said.

"I'm not a whore or anything but one dated. It's not all it's cracked up to be."

"Billie, your seventeen. You have a long time to worry about settling down."

"Do you ever think about it?" I looked over at her, holding tom. Rocking him lightly side to side as he chewed on his cup, he had one hand in her holding it gently.

"No." I lied. "I have Tom. Once." I shift my eyes from him to her and she nodded. "I can focus on... us more. Me and Tom. No one is going to want a single... M-O-M." I sighed.

"Speak for yourself." A knock on the door made me jump, I opened it to see Maggie and Finneas.

"Just making sure your up." She smiled.

"Come on in, I'm just finishing up packing."

"Yeye, you leaving?" Tom questioned, Billie, smiled down at him as I went to pack out the stuff in the bathroom.

"Yeah, you're going home, buddy." She said.

"You come too?" He said.

"I can't... I have to go." He let out a sigh and when I walked out the walled over and hugged my legs.

"But you stay." He drowned toward Billie who was now standing and helping me pack up.

"Baby, she needs to work," I said.

"But I love you." His lip quivered.

"Awe." Billie kneeled down and Tom ran into her arms. How the fuck am I going to keep Billie away from me if he loves her so much already.