🌟bILLIE eILISH smut 🌟

Making out with your best friend (b.e.)

No famous-Billie; Billie dresses how she secretly dresses when she's not in the public eye.

I.e. dresses, skirts, crop-tops, high heels etc.

!!!!NOT MY WORK OR SCRIPT!!!!

ORIGINAL OWNER UP ABOVE

Y/N's POV

"Uh, hey!" Billie greets me as she sat down on my bed with me.

"Hey." Its normal for her to intrude my house a few hours after school.

"What're you up to?" Billie asked, peeking over at my phone, getting comfortable on my bed.

"Nothing much, just looking at some TikTok's." I reply, glancing at her.

Billie inhaled and then exhaled, "Okay..."

What's up with her? She seems a bit quiet

I decide to voice my thoughts, "Is something wrong? What's wrong?" I ask, switching my phone off.

She looked into my eyes as did I into hers.

She smiled and giggled cutely, tucking her hair behind her ear messily.

"Hm? No, nothings wrong." She chuckled, proceeding to smile even more.

"You're acting weird," I mention, shuffling to be more comfy on my bed.

"I'm acting weird? What do you mean?" Billie acts oblivious. She definitely knows what I'm talking about and what I mean.

"Cut the bullshit, Bils. I know somethings not right. What's up?" I straight-up tell her. Billie rolls her eyes and giggles.

"Also, are you high?"

She shakes her head and giggles again.

Sure, jan.

"Oh my god, sometimes I really hate that you know me so well." Billie groans and rubs her forehead, pushing her blonde bangs out of the way.

So she is high...?

"Yeah," Billie released a deep breath before continuing, "you're right. Uhm, t— uhhh— I kinda do needa tell you something... I mean, it's not really telling you something it's kind of more like asking you something but it's still— eh uhhh." She rambles, giggling nervously.

"Calm down, Billie. Just relax." I remind her.

She nods, looking away from my eyes.

"Okay. Okay. Uhm, uh, I know you're not gonna judge me, but, like, please don't judge me." Billie chuckled nervously.

"It's something that is very embarrassing for me to talk about, but... since you're my best friend, and I trust you— even though talking about this makes me really nervous and it's not even that deep— it's kinda stupid if you think about it but—"

I cut Billie's rambling off, "Honestly, Billie. Slow down. I cant understand you. You're making me worried because you're barely ever nervous." I joke, smiling.

"Okay, okay uh..." she sighed, running her hand through her hair. That's one of her many tics.

"You've had you fair share of... kissing people, right? Like, you've kissed a decent amount of people?" Billie tried to explain.

I raise an eyebrow.

"Are you trying to say that I'm a slut?" I kind of joke but not really. That would really upset me.