You're Supposed To Be//Billie Eilish

chapter 10

willows pov:

i couldn't stop her. i mean what was i supposed to do, i can't do more than to tell her to not come.

so here we are. it just rang at the front door. i took one last glance at the mirror and then just accepted it. i couldn't hide it.

i made my way downstairs and opened the door.

there she was. looking cute in her oversized fit.

"hey."

"hi, come in."

i opened the door wider for her to step inside.

"sorry, i didn't have time to clean. it's a bit messy."

"no, it looks really cute. you live with casper, right?"

"yeah but he isn't here right now if that's your question."

we stood in the middle of the living room and she looked at everything very interested.

"do you want something to drink, eat?"

"maybe a water."

"sure. sparkling or-"

"oh, hell nah. not sparkling. don't say you drink that shit."

"i don't like it very much but i drink it sometimes."

"nooo, it tastes so bad."

she followed me to the kitchen and i grabbed a glass and filled it.

"here you go."

"thanks."

she took a sip and then nodded as if she was happy with what i got her. i giggled.

"what?"

"nothing. you wanna go to my room?"

"oh yes. please."

she was close behind me as i walked upstairs and in my room.

"wow. this looks cool as fuck."

i sat down on my bed and patted the spot beside me, for her to sit down as well. she followed my request and plopped down next to me.

"your room is really dope. i like it."

"it's nothing, it's not even mine. i bet yours looks ten times better."

"i mean mine really is cool. maybe a tiny little bit cooler than yours even but i still think its nice."

"thanks, i guess."

she laughed and showed off her adorable dimples.

she soon calmed down though and now looked serious.

"so... what happened?"

"i really don't want to talk about it. it's not you- it's just- i don't know. can we please talk about something else?"

"yeah, i mean sure. but you know you can trust me, right?"

"yes, i know. and thank you therefore."

"okay, then tell me why you live with casper. like, are you and him like a thing or-"

i cut her off by laughing out loud. i couldn't even stop.

"what's so funny?"

she pouted a bit and i tried to catch my breath.

"no- uh, sorry."

i laughed again.

"no we're not a thing. we're best friends. there never was anything and never will be anything."

"oh, okay."

she nodded understandingly and i pouted at her cuteness. i hugged her shoulders.

"casper is like, very much gay."

and i am too.

"oh. makes sense."

"i- uh- had some complications at my old apartment, that's why i live here now."

that was half true.

"oh."

"you wanna watch a movie?"

"yes, what exactly?"

"i don't know. what's you favorite one?"

"i love fruitvale station but i've seen it so many times."

"what else?"

"let's watch some disney. i don't know."

"how about the lion king? i haven't seen it in a while."

"lion king it is."

we shuffled to the headboard and i placed the laptop on my legs.

i started the movie and made myself comfortable. billies and my legs touched and after that i swear i didn't move a centimeter away anymore. i liked it to be close to her.

we weren't even ten minutes into the film as i felt myself drift off to sleep. the last thing i know is that my head somehow laid on billies shoulder. i wanted to stay like this for ever. she is very comfy.

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(622 words)

this is a bit shorter again. i didn't have much time so this is just a cute little filler.

how are you?