greed•y - billie eilish

eleven

finley

My phone buzzed under my pillow as soon as I sat down my stomach turning knowing exactly who it was, I was too nervous to pick up the phone after I slid it from under my pillow looking over Billie's man flashing across the top

She had to call when I was looking my absolute worst..

Swiping the answer button I watched the screen come to life seeing Billie plopped up in bed white down comforters surrounding her body as she sat cross legged, her eyes were droopy and tired I could see the dark bags under her eyes from lack of sleep it made my stomach turn because of how tired she looked.

"Hey." She breathed her voice coming across tired and drowsy "Hey." I smiled sitting up in bed the camera pointed directly at my face making me feel as if I needed to hide "You look tired, Billie." I sighed giving her a sympathetic look, she lightly chuckled rubbing her eyes with a sigh before letting out a yawn.

"I am, I'm so fucking tired dude." She groaned bringing her hands away from her face, I gave her a concerned look as I got comfortable back in bed hiding under my thick blankets for comfort "Then why are you talking to me?" "Go to sleep." I urged as I watched her rub her eyes drowsily.

"I've got to be up in three hours anyways I should just-"

"You should just go to bed." I finished for her giving her a stern look that made her smile rolling her eyes playfully at my suggest.

"How was your week?" She asked completely changing the subject, a smile curled on my lips shaking my head at her way of ignoring me.

"I uh.. it was okay, the same as every week I guess." I told her shrugging my shoulders slightly "Except I'm talking to you now." I chuckled messing with the thin material of my sheets to distract myself knowing she was staring directly at me.

There was a short period of silence that grew between the two of us, I could tell she was nervous by the way she fidgeted and refused to look at me directly. I watched her rub at her eyes letting out a soft humming sigh before fidgeting her hands together out of nervousness again "Look.." "I'm sorry for being a total fucking spaz when I called you earlier... I just.. i-i um.. I get these like panic attack's sometimes.. it's embarrassing or whatever but I just.. I uh.. I'm sorry." She chuckled rambling her words together quickly almost so fast I couldn't catch it.

I frowned at how difficult it was for her to show vulnerability, the exhaustion on her face made her only look ten times more vulnerable I didn't even have to see her face to know she was uncomfortable it was laced all in her voice.

"I get them too." I muttered softly with understanding earning a half smile from her in response.

She cleared her throat awkwardly noticing how she shifted her rings around her fingers, maybe it was a habit, maybe it was one of the many things I didn't know about her.

"What did you do today love?" She asked changing the subject her cute nickname immediately creating butterflies in my stomach "Oh I um.. not much I went to the library and then got some coffee, there isn't much to do her." I told her chuckling softly striking curiosity of the many things she could've possibly done today.

"How about you?" I asked wishing I could converse more than I did she probably thought I was completely uninteresting, maybe she just felt bad for me.

I watched her let out a huff with the puff of her cheeks a slight half grin marking her lips before she shook her head "Honestly?" "Too much." She chuckled wiping her button nose with the back of her hand creating a flushed hue to the tip of her nose "I wrote a song today, I um.. I rehearsed today.. I did a show today, I went to a meeting today, I hugged fans today." She breathed her eyebrows slightly furrowed in concentration "I probably did something else but I can't remember." She sighed her eyebrow twitching slightly with the shrug of her shoulder.