azealia lives a double life working as a tattoo artist and a disguised stripper on the side, going by her stage name, venus. one bustling night at work, venus meets the famous singer/songwriter billie eilish, in the vip section. the two seem to hit it off as the night progressed, but that was just it. until a year later they meet again and almost pick up where they left off. though things are different. azealia has a secret, that could keep them from being together. she's pregnant. --- "why are you still here... with me?" "because... you've never had gentle love. you've never been loved the right way before, and i'm determined to show you what that feels like." lowercase intended.

The sequel to the PR.

my stepsister. She's everything I'm not-loud, reckless, untouchable. It wasn't supposed to be like this. But somehow, I can't look away. -------- "billie?" she said softly. i paused. "last night..." she started, then stopped, twisting the blanket in her hands. "was it-" "don't," i said quickly. my tone came out sharper than i meant. "just -- don't." she flinched. "i just wanted to know if it-" "meant something?" i finished, turning to face her. her eyes searched mine, desperate, hopeful. i hesitated. the truth sat heavy on my tongue. "it shouldn't have happened," i said finally. ---- •slow updates •intended lowercase • g!p • mature/ graphic scenes

✨gxg✨ House sitting during a pandemic can have its perks when you find out Billie Eilish lives next door. Adult content. Adult language. Drug use. Alcohol consumption. Suicide. Assault. Violence. ***Its winter break 2021. Holy shit Billie is 20!!!! I noticed a lot of people reading this right now. SO I just wanted to say that; I wrote this almost 2 years ago. I was a "hey mamas." It was the first story I ever put out/wrote which was scary as fuck. The first few chapters are cringy as fuck to me but I don't have the energy to edit it right now. Be nice, damn! Oh yeah, thanks for reading***