wish you were gay | billie eilish

26 | you know something i dont

2 days later..

"swear to god i can do it," i laughed to billie and margie.

they looked at each other with wide eyes.

"fuck both of you. forreal," i laughed. "i'm totally capable of cooking vegan fish n chips."

"you sure?" billie rose her eyebrows.

i squinted my eyes. "you just fry eggplants in some seasoning to make it taste fishy. cmon now."

"yeah okay you're done," she came over and grabbed the egg plant from my hand.

"wow that looks so good in your hands," i smirked as a joke.

billie glanced at me and tried to hold her laugh back. "jesus christ what is wrong with you."

"oh honey if you only knew," i mumbled.

"what?" she furrowed her eyebrows because she didn't hear me.

"nothing," i grinned.

she squinted and rolled her eyes.

"so you're really not gonna let me cook it?" i tilted my head at her.

"it's out of love," she slowly took the knife from my hand with an innocent grin.

"billie no," i snatched the knife back. "let me cook!" i exclaimed in a whine.

her eyes got wide. "um okay fine you can peel the eggplant. but you're not frying the shit."

"fine," i rolled my eyes.

billie glanced at margie and margie shrugged.

"well you guys have fun," margie got up. "i'm going to a meeting for your dumbass," she pointed at me.

"oop," i furrowed my eyebrows. "that's why i'm not saving you any."

"the way you've been lately, i wouldn't expect you too."

her and billie chuckled.

"fuck both of you," i rolled my eyes. "the london life has inspired me to change my ways," i chuckled.

"yeah i'm leaving," margie chuckled. "bye guys."

billie and i were cooking and we finished the meal. "billie it tastes great but i feel like it's missing something."

"like what?" she rose her eyebrows.

i slightly gasped. "i know! macaroons."

she squinted. "leilani rose. where are we about to get macaroons?"

"are macaroons not initially from here?" i tilted my head like a know it all.

"no babygirl," billie shook her head. "there from italy."

"you're fucking lying," i started laughing. "damn that's wild."

"well cmon," she grabbed her bag. "it's still from europe as a whole so let's go."

"wait what?"

"we're gonna go get some macaroons," she nodded.

"really?" i poked my lip out. "okay," i cheesed hard as i grabbed my purse.

we got in billie's rental car and drove downtown.

"so," billie started as she drove. "when are you gonna be done here?"

"next week," i chuckled.

"what?" she snapped her head to me with her eyebrows furrowed. "you forreal?"