Billie blinked. "Wow," she said tightly. Her smile was more strained than a bra two sizes too small. "How long have you two been together?" "Oh no no! Not dating... yet?" She added, her hand sliding up my thigh so casually you'd think she did it every Tuesday. "Oh, fuck me," Billie muttered to herself, standing abruptly. "Getting a drink," She didn't wait for a response, or permission, or the Lord's blessing. Just turned on her heel and disappeared into the crowd like a storm cloud in eyeliner. - Billie took a gulp from her cocktail like it was water in the desert and she'd just crawled out of emotional quicksand. Half the drink disappeared in one go. I blinked. "What is in that?" "Vodka," she said flatly. "And...?" Sophie asked, voice a little too polite like she was a customer service rep bracing for a Karen. "Vodka," Billie repeated, nodding like she just solved a riddle. "Do you still have those photos, Lynx?" she asked suddenly, voice low and laced with something unreadable. Her eyes stayed locked on mine, unwavering. "The nude ones. From my house. A month ago." Her lip curled into a subtle smirk, the kind that belonged in a courtroom or a very expensive lingerie ad. I cleared my throat. "Do you... want them?" Billie shrugged. "No. Just wanted to make sure you still had them." She drained the rest of her drink like that sentence hadn't just broken the vibe into a million awkward little pieces. "Yo, what's this about photos?" a very drunk man asked, stumbling over with the grace of a wet sock. "Who the fuck invited you?" Billie snapped, her voice slicing through the noise sharper than a guillotine in a Gucci ad. I stared at him like he was an IKEA instruction manual written in Klingon. "Piss off, Liam," Billie muttered, already over it.

Billie Eilish thought she had it all: fame, fortune, and a career that millions could only dream of. But beneath the flashing lights and chart-topping hits, she was drowning-creatively blocked, emotionally exhausted, and unable to find meaning in the music that once set her free. Everything changes when she meets Melody, a free-spirited woman who lives like every moment could be her last. In Melody, Billie finds more than inspiration-she finds love. But Melody harbours a devastating secret: her time is running out. As their bond deepens, Billie is forced to confront an impossible choice-stay by Melody's side in her final days, or protect her heart by walking away. With the world watching and the clock ticking, Billie will have to decide: is it worth risking everything to love someone you're destined to lose?

I was about to get out of my car, but a loud noise at my window made me jump. I saw two hands pressed against the glass. What the fuck? The person took off their glasses and raised slightly their hat. Is that.... Billie Eilish? ☆ well hello, I'm cringing rn but this is my first story, I hope you like it cause I do hey wattpad's being a b!tch so I apologize if you see the chapters in a crazy order

sequel to 'the assistant'. go read that first or you'll be highly confused.

Charlie returns to the neighborhood of her childhood and meets a girl who will change her world. Can she change Billie Eilish's world? 𝑨 𝒏𝒐𝒏-𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 18+ content.

Ellie lives to capture the magic of concerts. But the night she meets Billie Eilish in the intimacy of a backstage room, her world shifts.

" We could be 50,000 miles apart and my heart would still call for you, E. There is no place on this Earth familiar enough to me that could feel like home without you. None of this matters if you're not with me" Billie and Eden grew up in the same town, went to the same schools, and left home to pursue their separate dreams. The two girls knew of each other, but never interacted. When various circumstances pull them both back to their hometown for the foreseeable future, Billie and Eden connect for the first time. As tension builds, Eden begins to wonder if her return home is divine timing or just the result of a series of unfortunate events. This story includes mature subjects and topics. Achievements #8 in Eilish #1 in billiefanfic

This book is about sex😜 requests are closed achieved one million reads February 28th 2024

When I met her, I fell in love with her smile. With her laugh, which she gave so free and loud, or soft and breathy in my ear. I'd fallen in love with her hands as they traced the air in front of my favorite paintings. With her fingertips as they braided her soft black hair. I'd fallen in love with her icy blue eyes, the dimple in her cheek, the smell of her spicy sweet perfume at the hollow of her throat, poisonous to me. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lucy Stewart is a textile artist in love with art of all kinds, but especially those that play on dark emotions. While sitting in a museum one evening, one of her very favorite such artists steps into her life. Together, they will create an art form neither of them have yet to experience alone... **New parts published on Wednesdays and Saturday's** CONTAINS: graphic consensual sex, language, kink Trigger warnings will be listed at the top of each chapter (there won't be many)

"Loneliness is a state of mind, sometimes it's not about how many people you're around." Ivy meets Billie at a meet & greet and receives a dm from Billie that evening. Ivy struggles with self harm and depression, but later becomes addict to Billie rather then hurting herself. Achieved 🥇 in #billieeilish 🥇 in #fanfic 🥇 in #fanfiction