Billie Eilish Fanfic - Forced.

Months CLEO'S POV

The blue haired girl began to pull the blanket back down to expose my bra. I blushed but didn't fight her, she was intimidating. When I looked into her eyes she was waiting on me to correct her, her tongue tracing her teeth.

"I like when I get to see you like this flower," the blue haired girl said softly and played with one of my bra straps, snapping at it, "My name is Billie, since we never got to properly meet."

I nodded in response, too afraid to make eye contact again.

"Do you want me to touch you Cleo?" She whispered as she leaned into my ear.

"No-no. Please. Don't," I responded.

She snapped, gripping my neck and slapping me briskly on the right cheek. I felt it turning red as it stung from the pain. My eyes started to water. I dared to look up into Billie's eyes, they gleamed with anger; she looked fucking crazy. She looked like she would kill me without hesitating.

"You want everything I want, understood?" She ordered, surprisingly without stammering in anger. She was very direct and clear with her orders.

She released my neck as I gasped for air and started to cough a few times. Billie immediately placed her hand up on my shoulder, popping my bra strap.

"Okay bra off babygirl," she leaned back, crossing her legs and arms, smirking as she enjoyed the show.

I was shaky and scared. As much I completely hated this crazy bitch for making me strip in front of her she was really attractive and I was nervous to be naked in front of her. She enjoyed seeing me squirm.

"You nervous baby?" I nodded and looked down.

"Come here," Billie said as she sat down on a chair and patted her lap for me to sit on her. I obeyed. Sitting with my back facing her, she immediately turned me around and positioned my legs so I was straddling her in my thong and sports bra. She started to kiss my neck and my chest slowly. It felt really good and warm and loving. None of these things are things I would describe as her, but I was enjoying myself. I let my head go back so she could kiss into my neck further and let out a soft moan, accidentally. I felt her smile into my neck.

"Feel more comfortable now baby girl?" She cooed in my ear, I felt her start to pull on the bottom of my bra and she swiftly pulled it over my head. I was embarrassed and moved to cover myself. She pulled my hands away and stared at my chest for a minute before looking back at me.

"You know you're so pretty. I have been watching you for months. I have wanted you for months. But I never let myself watch you undress when I had so many opportunities to do it because I wanted to wait for this moment to see it. You don't disappoint," she finished my kissing my left nipple softly and playing with my hair.

Months? She had been following me? I had been afraid about a month ago that someone was taking a photo of me in my room through my window because I swore I saw a flash, my dad had installed a new security system because of my paranoia....and trust me we don't have extra money laying around to upgrade shit. I was just that freaked out about it. I guess I wasn't so paranoid after all. This girl was level 10 creepy but also....sweet?