the PR / billie eilish

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                                   billie's POV

"flora!" i call.

"flora!" i say again.

"what billie?!" she calls back with a attitude.

i laugh and look back towards the instagram live.

"come here!" i yell.

she comes into my room. "what do you want?"

"im on live, they wanted to say hi."

she sits next to me. "hi people."

i move my hand to put it around floras shoulders and she flinches but try's to play it off.

i don't know why but she does that every time someone makes a sudden movement towards her, it's weird.

even the first time we went to lunch and i grabbed her wrists softly, she looked down at it as if she was remembering something.

"i was about to sneeze, sorry." she laughs.

she grabs my arm and puts it around her shoulder, holding my hand with her other one.

"how did you guys meet?" flora reads out loud. "at some after party, and ever since then we've been close."

"yeah, that shit isn't interesting at all." i laugh.

flora laughs along with me. we stay on live for a few more minutes before i end it.

as soon as it ends we scoot away from each other.

i stare at her. "i have a question."

she smiles softly. "ask."

i hesitate for a second, i don't wanna ask her why she is the way she is.

i shake my head. "never mind."

"no, tell me."

"it's fine, don't worry about it."

she opens her mouth wide. " billie, you can't just say you have a question and then not ask it!"

"it's really not important, trust." i laugh.

she stares at me. "if you say so."

"i have a question though." she sits up straight.

"what?"

"your birthdays on the eighteenth right?"

"mhm." i nod.

"mines on the twenty third, were basically twins." she says cutely.

"so im older then you?" i smile widely.

"what year were you born?" she asks me.

"two thousand one." i say.

she laughs. "i was born in two thousand, so no."

"ya whatever."

"ugh, i hate sagittarius's." she says under her breath. "no wonder i don't like you."

"fuck you, you like me." i tell her.

she shakes her head no. "the fact that i actually don't."

"yes, you do."

"no."

"well i like you." i tell her.

she stares at me for a second. "sucks that it's one sided."

"fuck you."

we both start laughing and frankie walks into the room.

"can we go out or something?" frankie asks in whining tone.

flora looks over at me.

"im tired, you guys go." i tell her.

"you sure?" frankie asks.

"yeah." i say with a smile.

"come help me pick a outfit." flora tells me.

i nod my head and follow her to their room. she pulls out her suitcase and looks up at frankie.

"where are we going anyways?"

"dinner or something, i don't know."

flora nods her head and goes through a few tops, pulling out some.

"alright, pick out of these three."

"the brown one." i say and she nods her head.

"that skirts cute, even though it's all girly and shit." i say.

flora laughs. "im gonna wear it just because you said that."

"this one or this one?" frankie asks me.

i point to the shirt on the left. "okayy, im gonna go shower."

"im coming." flora says.

i furrow my eyebrows. "you guys are gonna take a shower together?"

"no, as soon as she gets out i get in. we're on a schedule billie." flora tells me.

"oh." i nod my head.

they both go to the bathroom and i sit on flora bed with my phone.

             frankiebstark via instagram story!

[frankiebstark] wherearetheavocados replied to your story...

you guys look gooood
fine asf

                                          🤞🤞🤞🤞 - frankie
                                                     kisses - flora 💋

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"she's knocked the fuck out." i say, looking at flora asleep.

"yeah, we didn't even really get to enjoy our night. people kept coming up to us." frankie says sadly.

i pout slightly. "can i ask you something?"

"yeah, go ahead."

"why does flora flinch every time i make a movement?" i ask.

frankie looks at me, worriedly. "it's not my place to tell, maybe she'll tell you eventually. ask her even, but i just can't say."

i nod my head slowly.

"i'll just wait and see, i don't wanna pressure her or anything." i say.

"good idea." she smiles. "im going to bed though, you sleeping with her tonight?" she asks me.

"nah, im gonna go back to my room. ill see you in the morning."

"alright, night billie."

"night frankie."

i walk over to flora and stare down at her with a soft smile. i kiss her on the forehead before making my way back to my room.

i think im gonna ask her tomorrow, i don't know.