Billie Eilish Imagines

Punked (pt.4)

     "I love it... just one thing," Finneas says.

I was awkwardly sitting on his couch, next to Billie who was smiling and happily petting peaches. I cannot believe she manipulated me into fucking coming over here. Why did I do this again?

"What is it?" Billie asks.

Peaches hops down and takes off out of the room. Billie lays down, putting her head in my lap and laying her legs over the rest of the couch.

Out of habit from yesterday, I run my hands through her hair.

I shake my head and look up to see Finneas staring at us with one eyebrow raised, "I guess that already answers my question."

Billie frowns and turns her head towards him, "What do you mean?"

He looks at me and I couldn't help but giggle. Oops, shit.

Billie looks at me and sits up, "You guys talking in some secret language or some shit?"

Finneas smiles at me and shakes his head. I relax a little bit.. he seems nice.

"You two just seem really close Bil, and you two singing this song together might send some mixed signals to your fans... if you're ready for that."

Billie looks at Finneas and goes to say something but grows quiet, curling up in my lap.

He stares at her then at me and says, "I'll give you two some time to think about it?"

I nod my head and smile as he walks out of the room, closing the door behind him.

As soon as he left, she got up and sat in my lap facing me, wrapping her arms around me and putting her head on my shoulder.

I sighed and embraced her, "Okay Bil, what's wrong."

She huffs, "Nothing is wrong it's just this fucking pull I feel towards you makes me forget that I've only known you for 2 seconds of my life."

It kind of stung for her to say that, but the truth hurts sometimes. "I know. We don't have to release anything if you don't want to. You know I support you."

She groans loudly and sits up to where she can look at me face to face, "And then you go and say shit like that and it makes me want to say fuck it. Why are you like this??"

I couldn't help but smile and laugh, "Would you rather me be mean? I could totally try uhm-"

She laughed and shook her head, grabbing my face, "No fucking way you could be mean... you're such a bottom."

I widen my mouth in surprise, "I am so- I an NOT-"

She shakes her head, "You so are y/n."

She sits on top of me, grabbing my face still. We are just looking into each others eyes, so fucking lost. Was she about to kiss me? No way, no way I was about to kiss a girl.

Would I even like it? What if I didn't.. I could fuck everything up for myself. Shit. She is definitely about to kiss me.

She bit her lip before slowly leaning in, hesitating before gently kissing me.

Her lips were smooth and so lively, it was insane. She was so gentle, almost like she knew.

She tried to pull away from me but I pushed her head back towards mine.

She smiled as she kissed me again, "So we should release the song?"

I giggle and nod my head as our noses touch. This feeling, this very new amazingly good feeling is something I hope will never ever go away.