I am so bad at descriptions so just know this shit finna have a lot of smut with many different celebs. Billie end game tho don't worry.
Billie finna be a bottom Ouuf. but fr so if you don't fw that, that's fine don't read it. and g!p y/n also.
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QOTD: What's your favourite Billie live performance?
A: the bitches broken hearts performance makes me weak in the knees.
*time skip. 2 weeks later*
I groaned as my alarm clock rang, waking me up at 5 am. I slammed it until it stopped ringing and sat up in bed. I stared at the wall and just thought about how tired I was.
"What are you doing?" I heard Clarke say as she walked into my hotel room.
"Get out of my room unless you have food." I mumbled still staring at the wall. She shoved a bag in my face and I quickly snatched it from her.
"Can we stop by Starbucks before we hit the studio again?" I asked as I took a bite of the croissant.
"Yes but hurry up and get dressed. I laid out a couple outfits for you in the bathroom." She briskly walked out of the room and left me to get ready.
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I looked at my choices and quickly decided on my favorite. I threw on my clothes and jogged downstairs into the lobby where Clarke was waiting. Her thumbs moved across the screen of her phone as we walked out the door and hopped into the car.
I pulled up to Starbucks and decided to just go through the drive through. I turned to Clarke and furrowed my eyebrows as I watched her tap away on her phone.
"You want anything?" I asked her and watched as she stopped typing.
"Hmmm, six shot caramel mocha with extra whip cream." She smiled and went back to typing furiously.
I ordered our drinks and sped towards the studio while The Neighborhood blared through my speakers. I turned down the music as I pulled into my freshly marked parking space.
"This is the life. My name is literally on the asphalt right now." (I had to fucking look up what is used to make roads and shit cause I didn't know💀)
"Congrats you got a parking space, you're literally about to be a millionaire." Clarke rolled her eyes as I pouted.
"I'm gonna buy a whole fucking parking lot and paint my name on it with huge, bold letters as a 'fuck you' to you." I stated and opened the door for us to walk in.
Clarke's phone rang loudly as we stepped into the studio, she excused herself as I dabbed up Jamie. According to everyone in Interscope records, Jamie is the best producer they have. Him and I have gotten to be pretty good friends. Hanging out for six hours a day, you either become friends or hate each other and it would suck to hate my producer.
"You ready to finish this album? By the time we're done, your first single will be dropped on YouTube and Spotify." Jamie smiled as I laugh and I nod.
"Hell yeah I'm ready." I walked in the booth and lit a blunt as I heard the music begin.
Low now, feelin' low now This divide inside my mind, I might lose control now Demons feedin' on my soul, I'm a fuckin' ghost now And there's nothin' in my chest but a fuckin' hole now (hole now) Low now, feelin' low now This divide inside my mind, I might lose control now Demons feedin' on my soul, I'm a fuckin' ghost now And there's nothin' in my chest but a fuckin' hole now (hole now)
I took a hit from the blunt and released it as the verse ended.
Woah now, blood, it flow out There's a war inside my mind, drugs could dull it all down Broken hearts and wasted time, tryna work it all out Take a look inside my eyes, got a heart of stone now (stone now) Woah now, blood, it flow out There's a war inside my mind, drugs could dull it all down Broken hearts and wasted time, tryna work it all out Take a look inside my eyes, got a heart of stone now (stone now)
Know my head is spun, with thoughts of you I'm overwhelmed All this pain I hold, I wish I could heal myself See inside my core, know you were my everything Without you, have nothing left so I'mma let this pistol sing Know my head is spun, with thoughts of you I'm overwhelmed All this pain I hold, I wish I could heal myself See inside my core, know you were my everything Without you, have nothing left so I'mma let this pistol sing
I looked up through the window at Jamie and he nodded for me to keep going.
Blood run cold like overdose, going toe to toe with death Smokin' 'till I'm comatose, 'till there just ain't nothin' left Whiskey with the cyanide, empty bottle by my bed Depression got no antidote so fill my fucking brain with lead Blood run cold like overdose, going toe to toe with death Smokin' 'till I'm comatose, 'till there just ain't nothin' left Whiskey with the cyanide, empty bottle by my bed Depression got no antidote so fill my fucking brain with lead
Low now, feelin' low now This divide inside my mind, I might lose control now Demons feedin' on my soul, I'm a fuckin' ghost now And there's nothin' in my chest but a fuckin' hole now (hole now) Woah now, blood, it flow out There's a war inside my mind, drugs could dull it all down Broken hearts and wasted time, tryna work it all out Take a look inside my eyes, got a heart of stone now (stone now)
I finished the song as the beat faded and Jamie cut the audio. I slipped the headphones off and walked out the booth as lit the blunt up again and passed it to Jamie.
"Another one take song. You're impressive as fuck Y/N. Most artists need at least a couple retakes of a verse or the chorus." Jamie complimented me as he took a hit and messed with the song.
"Thanks man, I guess its just natural or maybe its the fact I practiced alone in my room for the past fifteen years." I laughed and patted his back as Clarke walked in.
"You're single, 'Make daddy proud', was released two minutes ago and it's already at 500,000 views on YouTube." Clarke said pointing her phone towards me.
Jamie and I leaned in closer as we looked at the views climb up. My audio played in the background as we all screamed and cheered. Jamie attempted to do a backflip but failed and faceplanted on the floor. Clarke and I laughed so hard our eyes teared up as Jamie sat back down in the chair with a pout. I took a few deep breathes to calm myself down before speaking.
"I just want to thank you guys. If it wasn't for either of you, this would not be happening. I'm glad to have you guys on my team." I finished my mini heartfelt speech.
"Are you getting soft on me Y/N?" Jamie asked as he laughed.
"Don't make me cry bitch." Clarke fake sniffled and gave me a teasing smile.
"So now what? Is my baby Billie gonna walk through the door like a cheesy fanfic? Cause I'm down." I smiled widely as Jamie and Clarke laughed obnoxiously.
"You fucking wish. I'm pretty sure Billie is straight anyways boo, its time to move on." Clarke sarcastically pouted and patted my back. I flick her and Jamie off as they both bursted into laughter.
"Y'all laughing now but just watch. Billie Eilish gonna be my wife." I stated confidently.
_ What it do bayyyybeeeee? Kinda short chapter but I have big plans for the next chapter. I'm a slow writer so forgive me and be patient :)
