Billie Eilish Fanfic Novels & Stories

I’ll tell them about our one-night stand and how the 'Ice Queen' melts the second she’s away from her daddy’s cameras. ​I paused, my thumb hovering over the send button. This was the point of no return. If I sent this, I wasn't just haunting her; I was destroying her. ​[Elias]: I’m not a project, Chloe. And I’m not going back to being a Ghost. Either you meet me at the old gym in ten minutes, or the whole world finds out exactly what kind of 'distraction' I really was. ​I hit send.

It was a GPS with the three streets mapped out. She’s trying to help me. I get it. “No, Savannah. I’m sorry, but I can’t accept this. This is why they see me as the favorite, which I don’t want to be. I need to do this on my own. Please,” I insisted. “You are stubborn, Billie,” she laughed, putting the phone back into her pocket. “Good luck, Billie.” I smiled at her and jogged over to where Ellie was. “Hey, you ready, fatty? Or are you scared?”

I felt a wave of relief wash over me, thankful she took over the explanation. "You know I don’t like to be kept waiting," Zephry muttered, his tone sharp. Billie sighed softly. "Well, I think my mate is looking for me," Billie said with a mischievous glint in her eyes, stepping away and giving me one last look. "See you later, Thalia." With that, she disappeared into the crowd, leaving me alone with Zephry. I could feel his eyes boring into me, making my heart beat even faster.

he said. Billie keeps on building Trevor up. He feels he’s betraying him if he lets Catelyn continue professing her liking on him like she’s regretting not getting close to him before. “I feel a little better now,” she said. Billy is relieved. “Can I hold your hands?” she asked. “What? Why?” he asked. “I just want to feel this moment. It’s another moment when one of my old dreams came true,” she said. Billie sighed. “Here you go,” he said.

Law. I checked my watch again, eight on the dot. Billie hadn’t left her room since we got back from the funeral home. I pulled up the live feed on my phone: her curled on the bed in Leon's oversized hoodie, knees drawn up, scrolling endlessly. On Super model photos, Influencer reels. Searches for “blonde hair blue eyes.” She could chase whatever ghost she wanted tonight; the news she was about to receive would burn most of that noise away anyway.

Billie was apparently eager to have sex. "If you want to get over it, you can get someone else." You know, besides, there are plenty of women in Dalton's bar. "America," Billie came around my desk and walked over to me . I looked at him a little badly” Whores do n't interest me. You are special. You should know. There's something about you that... “he hesitated”... I don't know , it's hard to explain. "We barely know each other... “But you can't deny that there is a connection between us, something that makes us act without thinking.

Eilish looked up at Jada who seemed to be obstructing her view. “Can we have a chit chat, Eilish ?” It sounded like a question but Eilish knew better that it wasn't a question but she got something on her sleeves. From her expression I knew that she was wondering how I got to know her but I had my ways. I led her into the coffee shop and choosed a more convenient spot were we could discuss more privately. Eilish, I came here with a proposal but I don't really think iu have a way out cos I have an evidence that could blackmail you and I hope you know what that means, I said while waving a flashdrive in front of her.

“…HE TALKS ABOUT ME?” I snapped my head toward Adrian, glaring at him in complete, unadulterated betrayal. “What is actually wrong with you?! Shut up!” He looked entirely innocent, throwing his hands up. “What? You do. Every time you complain about your life, her name comes up.” I stared at him. I actually stared, wishing my eyes could shoot lasers. On the other side of the line, Bella started making weird, high-pitched choking noises. Not actual words. Just pure, unscripted chaotic sounds. “Oh my God, Elias loves me. It’s officially confirmed. He thinks about me when he’s gone.”

“That’s nothing compared to the pain I feel every time I hear you mention that whore’s name.” Tears rolled down Lucy’s cheeks, but the smile lingered stubbornly. Something dark was beginning to grow inside her—a twisted desire to erase Elisha completely, so that Vicktor could never see her again. Meanwhile, down below, Elisha and Roy laughed quietly together, unaware that two pairs of eyes were watching them from above. And for the first time, Vicktor felt anger not only toward Elisha... but toward himself—for being unable to let go of the feelings he had for her.