Imagine writing a fan fiction about Billie Eilish just to find out she's read it.
Ember's entire life flips upside down when she receives a DM from someone regarding her fanfiction about Billie Eilish.
This book will contain:
-Suicidal thoughts
-S...
A/N: Not that this matters that much but just so you're aware, I changed Billie from 2019 black hair to her current 2022 black hair lol.
Forgive any errors, I didn't proofread.
Thank you for the votes and comments! They're what keep me writing!
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"You have to tell me something! Like, what am I supposed to wear?" Billie whined.
"Something comfortable," I told her with a shrug as I ran a hairbrush through my hair. Billie disappeared into her walk-in closet and closed the door behind herself.
I chuckled to myself quietly while finishing up my hair. This girl has been complaining all morning. She says she hates surprises and has been asking a million questions about where I'm taking her this afternoon. I know she'll like it so I'm not worried. She's done so much for me and I want to do something for her. Although, It's incredibly hard coming up with where to take her since she's literally the most famous and I don't want her to be bombarded with people.
"Is this okay?" Billie questioned while walking out of the closet wearing tan pants, a brown long sleeve and a tan ball cap. The outfit was accompanied by a few necklaces and rings.
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Anything you wear looks flawless...
I looked her up and down before looking her dead in the eyes. "No, that won't work," I said seriously.
"What? For real?" She looked at me with a weird face.
"I'm joking Billie. It's perfect," I chuckled and looked back into the mirror while applying minimal mascara just so I don't look as exhausted as I feel.
I felt her arms snake around my waist as she rested her head on my shoulder. Okay, goosebumps. "Don't mess up my mascara," I squirmed.
"I'll be really still," she promised. I shook my head with an uncontrollable smirk on my lips as I quickly finished up. Billie grabbed my shoulders gently and turned me around so I was facing her. She scanned my face quickly with a smile before making eye contact. "You look really pretty, Ember," she told me.
I felt heat rise to my cheeks at her compliment. "Thanks," I mumbled before trying to get out of her hold.
"I'm serious. You're very pretty, got it?"
"Yes," I giggled, "got it."
"Good, and don't forget it."
After we got all our things we walked out of Billie's house and walked into her two-car garage where Dragon was parked, as well as my car. Finneas was kind enough to drive it over here this morning. I walked towards my car and Billie raised her brows. "Were taking your car?" She questioned.
"Duh, I want to drive and there's no way I'm driving your car."
"Why not?"
"Are you serious?" I raised my brow. "I don't trust myself driving your car."
