Billie Eilish Fanfic- Regret.

Pushed. CLEO's POV.

I tried to straighten myself up the best that I could but my mascara that I had put on this morning had already stained my cheeks. Fuck. I had to pick today of all days to see my hot ex girlfriend. My housekeeper uniform was baggy, I was paranoid that I looked fat but in reality I had lost a lot of weight since we broke up.

Billie wasn't lying, 10 minutes after she hung up and I sent her my location she pulled up in her blacked out Dodge Challenger. I don't know why, but seeing her doing so well made me start crying again. She got out of the drivers seat of her car and pulled her sunglasses off.

"Oh C..." was all she said as she pulled me in for a hug. I pressed myself into her chest and sobbed. She rubbed my back. I felt stupid, but I also felt like this was right.

I pulled away after a few minutes and looked up at her,

"Can you drive me home please?" I asked.

She nodded and walked me to the passenger side of her car, opening the door for me and putting my seatbelt on like she used to. I never remembered to wear my seatbelt, and Billie never put her own on either, but she always remembered to put mine on.

She put her sunglasses back on and put her car into drive. I started to sniffle again but tried to keep it quiet. Billie always played music really loud in her car but right now she had her stereo turned off. She knew I needed quiet.

"Bil?"

"Yeah?" Billie responded, glancing over at me.

"Can I stay with you tonight? Heather...we got into a fight. I just don't want to be home..."

She grabbed my hand and squeezed,

"Of course. My house will always be your house too, you know that. Wanna stop by your house and pick up something?"

I shook my head no quickly. If Heather knew I was with Billie she would fucking kill me and I don't know if she's home yet. I had put my phone on airplane mode after I gave Billie my location. I wanted to be left alone for awhile. If Heather really cared, she would have shown it earlier.

"Can I just wear your clothes?"

Billie blushed and smirked slightly,

"Yeah...I love how you look in my stuff anyway."

We headed to her house silently and my mind started to race. I hadn't seen her in an entire year and now suddenly I pushed myself into her house for a sleepover? What was I doing?