Billie Eilish Fanfic - Bully.

BILLIE'S POV

My life was literally fucking ruined. I had been paranoid about hiding Cleo from my parents - ever since I knew that they were coming home. Finneas had given me tips on stuff I may have been forgetting - empty Cleo's drawer, block her phone number in case she texts me, cover up my hickeys she had given me.

But I wasn't thorough enough. And in the worst way.

Cleo and I were dumbass teenagers and dumbass teenagers - we do dumb shit. Well, mostly me. Cleo didn't want to do it but she gave into me a lot. She trusted me. She had sent me some pictures of her shirtless mostly, a few of her completely naked. I had them saved in this calculator app. The app was a photo vault in disguise. You had to have the code to get into it and it looked like a damn calculator. I didn't delete the app before my parents took my phone because they're like 45 and...not technologically savvy.

Long story short - I should have deleted the app.

I sat down in my interrogation seat - aka the couch as my mother paced in front of me.

"So Billie... you haven't been seeing anyone while we have been away?"

I shook my head no.

She glanced at my father, who was sitting in the armchair across the room. They made eye contact and smirked. I knew they knew something.

"And who is this?"

She held the phone out and showed me a picture of Cleo that she hadn't sent me - I had taken. I had it in the photo vault too. Cleo was sitting on the floor of my walk in shower completely naked with her legs open in the picture. That was probably the most graphic one, so naturally my mom picked it. Fucking bitch.

I winced at the picture, not wanting other people to see Cleo exposed in that way. She would be so upset if she knew.

"Mom what the fuck!" I snatched the phone out of her hand and deleted the entire app before she could say anything else.

She put her hands on her hips,

"Do you know how much trouble you could get in for having that on your phone? That's child pornography!"

I rolled my eyes. Yes Cleo and I both knew, no neither of us gave a flying fuck. My parents didn't understand that literally everyone our age sent each other nudes. Some people sent nudes to people they barely even knew. Cleo had never done it before, my baby was innocent, but she trusted me with her body. I felt guilty because I had...unintentionally broken that trust.

I played along and nodded in response.

"Okay. So tell me now- before I find out myself and cause a big scene. Who is that girl?"

I knew she would find out her name and most definitely cause a huge scene. She had done shit like that to me before when I doubted her.

I gulped and prepared myself for the worst,

"That's my girlfriend, Cleo."

My mother's jaw dropped and my dad looked up from the newspaper he had been skimming across the room. They exchanged looks and both of them settled their faces.

"Mom...and Dad I know you don't want me to be gay, but I am. Please try to understand. I love Cleo. I think you would too. She's nothing like me, she's really smart and sweet and loving..." I started to explain as I played with the rings on my fingers.

My dad nodded at my mother and my mother cleared her throat before saying,

"Okay. We would like to have her over for dinner tomorrow night. You'll allow us to meet her, correct?"

This was a terrible idea, but also a thrilling one. I had said exactly what Cleo's dad had suggested that I say to them -  and I think it kind of worked...at least it worked a lot more than any other time I had tried to talk to them.

I nodded and gave a half smile,

"Ye-yes. Cleo would love that. I'll invite her."