True//Billie Eilish//

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"Focus"

"I can't fucking focus Liz dont you think I've tried" Billie says at rehearsals as she tries to get the final high note.

"Billie you'll get it, you always do" I say and rub her back. You may be wondering how I, Elizabeth August Hunter became best friends with singer and songwriter Billie Eilish and let me tell you I still dont know how.

It all started with a video I had posted consisting of me singing all of me by John legend. I knew the video wasn't going to get me anywhere and if anything it would get me a few of my moms friends praising me for my "gift".

The next day I had a message from Billie Eilish. She had sent some cliche message such as "damn you have some nice pipes and you're hot". The message did nothing more than bring a heated redness to my face and a big smile. Another message saying she had started following me and she messaged me even more.

And from there we met up and talked on the phone. We became friends with me going to as many shows as I could while still keeping up my life. I became close with the people in her life such as her brother and songwriter Finneas and his girlfriend Claudia. Her parents Maggie and Patrick and her management team.

Billie continues to try for that high note she's been going at for an hour and I tap my foot patiently as I wait for the note to leave her mouth.

She takes a deep breath in before singing the note and her face brightens and a smile paints across her lips. "You did it" I squeal and wrap her in my arms. I rest my face in the crook of her neck and she rest her chin on my head. I can't even phathom how much this girl brings a joy into my life.

I've been going through depression since I was 15 and now as 17 year old I was glad I had someone to bring happiness into my life.

"Fuck finally though like shit I was about to just give up" Billie says and fixes her oversized neon green shirt. "Hey the Billie I know would never give up" I state and she giggles.

"Let's just hope I can get this done for coachella. Hey you're still coming to at least one show right" she asks me as I grab my purse. "Maybe, maybe not" I say playfully.

Billies face drops and she shoves her shit into her bag. "Mamas of course I'm coming" I say and she shakes her head.

"Dont do that shit to me Liz" she says jokingly but a hint of seriousness rings through her voice. "Alright alright I'm sorry" I say and she hits me with her bag. "Cmon let's go to my house and watch the office again" Billie says and I groan.

"Cmon we've watched it 20 times now" I groan and she chuckles. "And you've loved it everytime" she shoots back. "Oh yea I love watching it all the time I'm at your house" I say sarcastically. "Fine then we can watch it at your house" she shoots back and I roll my eyes. "You know you love me baby girl" she says and pulls me by my hand outside where her mom is.

"Did recording go good" Maggie asks as we sit in the backseat. "It was fine, I finally hit that high note" Billie says and leans her head on my shoulder. "Oh good job baby I knew you would get it. So who's house are we stopping at" she asks and I look down at Billie. "Home" Billie says and Maggie nods and continues driving.

We arrive at the famous house and Billie mumbles a few cuss words. "Ok um hood over your head and run" Billie tells me and I pull my hood over my head and she opens the door. People start flashing cameras as we run and I cover my face. We get inside and the door closes.

Yea that was are friendship. Of course I wasn't allowed to let the world know I was friends with Billie which I get but it was exhausting.

My accounts had to all be turned on private so no person could identify me with Billie, any pictures I took either had to be deleted or shoved into "my eyes only". We barely hung out in public and if we did her bodyguards would follow us. I was allowed backstage to give her a hug but after that it was into the screaming crowd I go.

"Alright I'll start on dinner and you two do whatever you do" Maggie says and kisses both are heads before heading to her kitchen. Maggie was a kindhearted person and without her Billie wouldn't be here today.

Dragged by my hand we enter the teen singers room and I throw my purse on her desk chair. Billies room was fucking awesome, sneakers line the walls that I know cost more then my life. Posters hang around the room from a few band posters to just some cool shit.

Her lights turned onto red and her bed that's poorly made but she still tried. "Alright change out of that outfit and come cuddle me" Billie says as a joke but I could tell she didnt mean it as a joke.

I grab an oversized black shirt and one of the only fitted pair of gym shorts she owns. "Mind if I change right here" I ask even though I was gonna do it anyways. "Yea yea go ahead" Billie says mindlessly as she props her head up and watches her phone.

I pull my hoodie and shirt off and shimmy out of my skinny ripped jeans. "Oh fuck" Billie mutters softly but I could still hear it.

"Issue" I question and pull the shorts on. "No just um reading shit" she says and shakes her phone in her hand which happens to be turned off. "Phones off by the way" I say and pull the shirt on to which Billie replies with "um yea I knew that".

I snort and toss my clothes next to my purse before climbing into Billie's bed. She wasn't able to sleep alone, like she actually hated it so I think I've spent more time in her bed than I did mine since I've met her. Dont get me wrong I love Billie but you know a girl needs stretching room.

Billies head automatically lays on my chest and she wraps and arm around my mid. This was normal for us every time the other person spent the night. Billie always had to be laying on me or at least touching me which I dont mind.

Billie is a softie which people dont get to see. They are blinded by her rbf and how she seems like she doesn't give a fuck but in reality that girl is nothing but a bottom who loves cuddling. Even though she tries to fight it she goes right back and holds me all over again like I'm a pillow.