A wrong number story //Billie Eilish//

Part 2

One week later

Billie: Jamieeeeeee

Jamie: Billieeeeee

Billie: don't copy me -_-

Jamie: cOpY cAt tRyNa cOp mY mAnnEr

Billie: don't you dare use my lyrics against me

Jamie: I wasn't~! I was just.. appreciating good music.

Billie: mmmh

Jamie: okay well anyways— is there a reason you texted me? Like not to be rude- I have no problem talking to you- I just wanted to know if there was like- a specific reason?

Billie: OH YEAH

Jamie: ...go on??

Billie: I WANT YOU TO COME OVER

Jamie: I don't know your address?

Billie: I KNOW- THATS WHY!

Jamie: I'm still really confused Bil

Billie: well you see- we've known each other for a week- and we live in the same area- yet we still haven't met. And you know I'm not some crazy old man so I think we have nothing to worry about

Jamie: OH YEAH

Billie: so you'll come over??

Jamie: of course!! Text me the deets and I'll be right there ;>

Billie: what the actual fuck is that face—

Jamie: heheh

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Jamie's pov

I make my way to Billies house and park my car, getting out and walking up the path to her front door, I take a deep breath and knock, I was gonna meet Billie Eilish, the girl who accidentally texted me  a week ago- the girl who I felt an immediate connection to, the girl-

My thought process was cut off by the door opening, squeaking slightly.
I look up and my eyes meet Billie's. I immediately go in for a hug, my arms wrapping around her neck and her arms around my waist, I smiled widely

"JAMIEEEE!"
"BILLIE!"

Short af but ok