The reason why we have to win - Billie Eilish fan fiction

4. call

Billie's friends were all in her apartment right now. They had improvised a party for her birthday. She hadn't planned anything and everything was quite random. Billie didn't like that kind of atmosphere. Usually, she would've been happy to take two or three drinks and partying with them. But there were too much things going through her mind. She had to talk to someone. Zoe and Drew were too busy dancing. Anyway, they were too drunk to speak back to her correctly and without saying too much bullshit. Her eyes circled the room, trying to find someone she could talk to, and sober enough to answer her. She met Keyran's gaze. He came to her.

"You seem to have a lot of fun, I can see ..." he said ironically.

"... yes ... I'm having sooo much fun !..."

Her tone was falsely playful, causing Keyran to laugh.

"Sorry... They wanted you to have a good birthday... But apparently they're having a better moment than you ... " he said, pointing her two best friends, making out with guys that they had invited.

Half of the teens were not really in her acquaintance, just random school students. Zoe and Drew had both managed to invite people. And everything else, by the way. Billie wasn't really good at organizing parties. It wasn't because she was bad at that, but it was probably because of the size of her apartment, which was not enough large to organize party into. Besides, she wondered if someone will be enough kind to help her to clean everything up. But for now, she just wanted to talk, and calmly, away from all the noise of the party.

"You know what... come with me..."

Billie took Keyran's hand and let him follow her into her room. She sat down onto her bed and told him to sit next to her. Eventually due to the fact that she wasn't able to talk to anyone because Keyran, clearly was not a person who could hear people talking, she decided to keep silence. But he was the only one who could make her feel less alone right now.

After thirty seconds, too exhausted to think anymore, she sat on his lap, and kissed him feverishly. He returns her kiss with ardor, not trying to understand. Quickly, the kiss began to heat up, and it was obvious how it was going to end. The clothes thrown as if they were burning their skin yet already on fire, covered by the loud bass of the music, they fucked as if it was their last time of their life. Said in that way, you can think that this moment was full of passion. But, it was mostly anger, stress, sadness, disappointment and other emotions and feelings that she didn't even know the name. Leaving her last pleasure scream die out, they end up falling on the sheets ignited by their passionate embrace.

She knew she will not regret anything about that later. But she hated the fact that she used a random boy again to make her feel better. Her friend was now lying on the right side of her bed, and had pulled out his phone, not really caring about her. You may find it pretty selfish and kinda inappropriate, but it was normal for each of them. The problem is that this time, their embrace had failed to alleviate the lack of communication and sentimental she had.

"Keyran?"

"Yes ?" He turned his head toward her, who was still lying naked under the sheets .

"You can leave me, I have to make a call"

He smiled at her, got up, got dressed, and as he came out, he leaned over and kissed her forehead in a friendly way.

"Of course Bil , it was a pleasure to spend the last few minutes with you."

He left the room, and closed the door behind him. Keyran and she, it was not the first time they slept together. It was neither bold nor extreme for her. Tonight she was going to do something much more reckless. She was going to invite someone almost unknown at her place.