Tour with Billie Eilish

Confrontations

I wake up on a mission to talk to Billie. I walk to the lounge area of the bus where shes scrolling through instagram and stand over her, she doesn't even look at me. I clear my throat and she finally looks up at me. "You good?" she says blankly. God, how could i have ever liked her. "Listen, I know you wanted you brother here and he couldn't be because i came." I say calmly. She just continues to stare. "mhm, am i hearing an apology?" she jokes and laughs at her own joke, the same laugh that i used to swoon over. "You need to treat Keely and i with a little more respect. We are working with you for a month. I was hoping to be friends but if it's not going to be that way the least i ask of you is to pretend you like me. The media will throw a motherfucking fit if they find out that we don't get along." I finally get out all i need to say and stand there waiting for a response. She looks at me a little taken aback. "Okay, yes. I was mad at y'all for taking my brothers place, but when was i disrespectful? I was tired. I'm blunt when i'm tired. Thats all. I actually have been a fan of yours for years." she finally says. I'm shocked. She's been a fan of mine for years? I sit down next to her. "really?" i ask, i guess i was sitting to close because she lent into my ear and whispered seductively. "Yes, but i like dick." I was taken aback for sure. She sat back on the couch and got out her phone. "only dick." she repeats. I laugh for a moment then say. "Baby i'm not interested" and wink once i've gotten up. A straight girl that likes to flirt? I like this game.

I walk over to my bed and begin playing the guitar, before i get a text from Keely.

Messages

Keely

I LOVE YOU

Having fun are we?

Keely

Your drummer Austin is insanely hot and flirting with me like crazy!

Are we talking about the same Austin?

Keely

Shut up, your picky.

Am not, i like intellect in a person not all about looks.

Keely

Whatever.

I turn off my phone and put it on silent. Then continue playing my guitar. I get out my notepad and write down some cords. Then i turn the page to the first song i ever wrote but the management team said it was too raw and dark. So it was never released. I start playing it on my guitar. I get lost in the intro and begin singing with my eyes closed.

"Used, abused and broken. Beat and left for dead. The friends that i had chosen. Had families that cared for them. You could've called me jealous, you should have called me foul. Because my story is hellish, thats what they had found. Breathing breaking i can feel my heart overtaking. The feeling of pain is unbearable. At this point i'm unrepearable. I'm bruised on the outside but more on the inside, if only they knew how much i cried. The feeling of love is nothing that i know. Maybe it's time to let love go. Hoping that change is still an option. Don't the things that you do pain your conscience? You will never change. This i know. Maybe it's time to let change go. I feel as though i can't be loved all i know is your push and shove. At times like this i feel great depression. Let me go there is not question."

I open my eyes and there stands a wide eyed Billie Eilish. Tears evident in her eyes. "That was crazy beautiful dude. Is that about your childhood?" She asks hesitantly, i was ready for the world to hear this song because i was ready to answer questions on it. "Thank you, Yea it is. The first song i ever written but my management thought it was to raw and dark." I say. She looks offended at first. Then finally says. "It's beautiful because it's raw and dark." she says now sitting across from me on my bed. "I feel like people don't understand there can be beauty hidden in the dark and pain." i say. She nods her head. Then puts her head on my chest and i feel one of her tears hit my leg. I lift her head with my fingers. "Hey, It's okay." i say calmly looking into her beautiful blue eyes. "I'm sorry you had to go through that." she says as she wipes away her tears. I giggle. "I had loving parents until they found out i like girls at age 11. Then they hated me. They were always so closed minded." i explain. Billie looks at me and then frowns. It looks like she has something on her mind. She looks at my lap Before she speaks. "How did you know you liked girls?" She asks. I'm asked this question all the time so i don't mind telling people. I laugh at first thinking about it. "I think it was when i kissed Keely. Funny thing was she thought SHE liked girls. So me being the bestest best friend on earth i agreed to kissing her to see. She realised she didn't like girls and i realised i did." Billie laughs hysterically. I love her laugh. When she finishes she yells "KEELY?" I laugh with her this time at one point she snorts which sends her head flying back and mine forward into her chest. My leg falls off of the bed, taking me and Billie with it apparently. Billie lands on top of me and looks me dead in the eye. our bodies smushed together and our lips inches apart. I catch her looking at my lips before she lets her arms down and sends her head flying into the crevice of my neck laughing hysterically all over again. "Billie, I need to breathe dude." I say. She eventually gets up and begins walking towards the door. She looks back. "screw the management, release your song. It's disturbingly beautiful." she says. I laugh. "Well Eilish, i think i just found the title."

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