L'amour De Ma Vie | Billie Eilish

Chapter 1

"Damn I can't even go for a fucking walk anymore?", I mumble frustrated.

I wanted to go for a late night walk, but after 5 minutes I already noticed paparazzi following me.

I'm annoyed and try to shake off the paparazzi by suddenly running into a park. After nearly hitting a tree, I bump into a sweet looking stranger.

"Excuse me", I apologizes.

"No worries", the girl says with a bit of a French accent.

"Uhm... This might sound crazy but could you please take me somewhere? Like an apartment of some sort? I need to hide"

"Hide from what?", she asks confused.

"Paparazzi. Please! They will find me any minute now"

As I spoke I heard the sound of people talking approaching from the distance. I was getting desperate at this point.

"Please, I'm begging now", I say.

"Okay fine. Quick. Come here", the girl grabs my hand and I sigh in relief.

"Thank you so much, I owe you", I say while entering the girls apartment.

"It's okay. How long do you think you're gonna be here?"

I look around, taking a deep breath, "I think an hour give or take. I should be able to sneak out afterwards"

"Alright then", she puts her stuff down, "What should we do during this hour then?"

I shrug, "Anything to distract me from everything. What do you usually do late at night?"

The girl chuckles softly, "Watch a movie?"

"I'm down. I never really get to just sit down and watch a movie. Always too busy"

"What do you do for a living? Since you're being chased by paparazzi"

I just can't get over the way she says paparazzi. The accent is just too cute.

"I'm a musician. A singer. Like a bit famous"

"Howcome I've never seen you before"

"Maybe I'm just really good at hiding"

"Well, you're really pretty anyways"

I blush a bit, "Thank you, you're not so bad yourself"

We walk to the living room and sit down on the couch.

"Sorry, I didn't even introduce myself", I stick out my hand, "I'm Billie"

The girl shakes Billie's hand, "I'm Amélie"

"Amélie", I try to pronounce, "Did I say that correctly?"

"Yes. You did", she smiles.

"So, do you have a favorite movie?, I ask.

"Probably Parasite"

"I've never seen that one"

"What! You HAVE to see that movie", Amélie immediately grabs the TV remote and searches for the movie, "Where were you heading to before you had to hide in my apartment?"

I chuckle, "I was literally just going for a late night walk"

"Wow so you can't even go for a walk?"

I shook my head, "Not without being hounded by my 'fans' and the paparazzi. I do love my fans, don't get me wrong, but sometimes I wish they would give me some space and time by myself every now and then"

"Yeah I can understand that. Must be exhausting"

"You have no Idea. I always have to be on my best behavior and sometimes I get tired of it"

"Well... You don't have to be on your best behavior now", Amélie smirks a little.

I lean back against the couch with relief, "Thank god, I'm always having to be all polite and respectful. Feels good to drop the nice girl act."

"Are you saying that you're not nice?"

I chuckle, "Oh no, I am nice but I'm a lot more fiery when it's not in front of the public and camera's"

"Well I'm honored to meet the more fiery Billie", Amélie says while raising her chin proudly, "Tell me more about yourself"

"Hmm, anything specific you wanna know?"

"Let's start with your favorite food"

"Easy. Burritos"

Amélie laughs, "That was quick"

"What's yours?", I ask.

"Probably pasta or something"

"But you're French"

"So?"

"Isn't pasta from Italy"

"Aren't burritos from Mexico?"

I stay quiet, "Touchée"

"Are you in a relationship?", Amélie suddenly asks.

I shake my head, with a slight smile on my face, "No I'm single. Haven't really had much luck with dating, mostly because of the fans. I can't really be with someone famous because the fans will go crazy or people think they're just using me for my fame. And my not famous options usually can't handle the chaos of being in the limelight"

"Good to know", is all Amélie says.

I look at Amélie with a cheeky smile on my face, "What's that supposed to mean? You hoping to shoot your shot or something?"

"Was it that obvious?"

I chuckle and roll my eyes playfully, "Just a little bit. You weren't exactly being subtle"

Amélie smiles, "I'm French, I like getting straight to the point"

"I like that. Most people are too shy to say stuff like that when they meet me"

"I mean I could understand why they would be shy. You don't really look like the most sweet person on earth"

"Thanks?"

"In a good way. Your attitude looks good on you"

I blush heavily. Damn she does something to me.

"So, are you just into guys?"

"I like both guys and girls, never really mattered to me. Why'd you ask?"

"I fancy you... Remember... I was being obvious"

A smirk starts to appear on my face and my tone was becoming a little bit more flirtatious, "I know, I was just feeling a bit... teasey"

"Alright so we're playing it like that huh", Amélie starts blushing.

I scoot closer, "What's the matter? Can't handle a bit of playful teasing?"

"I can. Can you?"

I chuckle, raising an eyebrow, "Oh I can handle a lot. I think you're underestimating just how much I can handle"

"Can't wait to find out"

I scoot a bit more closer again, "Oh? Are you that confident that you can rile me up? That's cute but I doubt you can do it"

"Kiss me", Amélie says seriously.

I didn't expect Amélie to demand that I'd kisses her, but it was more than welcome. My smirk widened, as I lean in real close, "Oh are you giving me orders now? I like that", I lean to kiss Amélie.

"You're a pretty good kisser", Amélie says.

I chuckle against her lips, pulling back to look at her, "You're so pretty Amélie"

Amélie blushes heavily.

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A/N: ahhhh new story!!! please let me know what you think. next chapter is gonna be a bit more spicy :)