《*Gay Panic*/Billie Eilish x Reader》The Two J's Chapter 44
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"I still can't believe you got a date with someone you just met!"
That's Rich for ya! Once he heard I was going on a date he made sure to make it a big deal.
"With a person you worked with! You move fast!"
I slap his chest as I continue to look into my closet for clothes to wear.
"You met her today, worked on a song for four hours together, then she asked you out in the same fucking day! I don't know how you do it y/l/n, but you are a real charmer."
Rich rambled on about how I got a date so fast, but he was really wrong about me being charming.
"I was actually kind of a bitch when I first walked in. I never really got super goofy around them, so I can't tell you how I'm charming."
He shrugged, "But that doesn't really matter! What matters is that you are going on a date, you seem happy, and you are maybe finally over Billie."
I turn around instantly.
"I wouldn't say that. I can't know for sure unless I go on a date and see for myself."
"Fair enough, it was worth a try!"
—
So many options and I went with something simple, of course with Richards help.
I added a few of my own touches to the fit, but it worked out better then expected.
The thing that really threw me off was that I was actually nervous, and so picky on what I wanted because I actually cared. Not saying I would have used Jetta, it's just that I'm shocked I can still get nervous around other people like that.
The last words I remember Rich saying to me before I went out the door to wait for Jetta was,
"Go get them my gay tiger! Go out there and make mama Rich proud!"
Which was very weird to say now that I think about it, but at least he was supportive, right?
—
I sat on my front porch waiting for Jetta to arrive.
When I told her I could go she got really happy, and even decided to pick me up and bring me to the shop!
I play with the ring Billie and I have. I know, but it's a pretty sick ring and it matched.
I only waited a few minutes until I saw a silver car pull up and go right into my driveway.
I got close and she rolled down her window.
"Sorry it isn't some nice fancy shit! But it's my little baby!"
I laugh at her and get into the passenger seat.
Once I get settled she rolled up her window since I was next to her now.
"It's not bad Jetta. I don't expect high-end shit anyways, I'm a normal person too."
"No I know. But I forget sometimes celebrities are real people, like they have weird shit going on too!"
Jetta explains quickly.
"I don't have that much fancy shit either though,"
I respond to her as she doesn't move the car to make more conservation.
"Your house is huge though!"
Jetta mimics me as she stares at my outfit.
"What, is it bad?"
I say as she continues to gawk at the clothes on my body.
"No no! It's just really nice to see what you wear."
I tilt my head, a little confused.
"Nothing weird! I just like seeing what people wear, especially you. But it's like a- that's all!"
She apologizes and blushes hard.
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"Don't worry about it. I don't think you're weird."
"That's good,"
Jetta says under her breath as she pulls out of my driveway.
We were a few minutes into the drive, the music being turned down as Jetta asks,
"Do you actually drink coffee?"
That was a easy one to answer.
"No. I hate coffee. If I go to coffee shops I just get a pastry!"
Jetta giggles as I'm slowly starting to open up and become more silly.
"I don't like that much coffee. I'll drink it if I really need to be awake. But coffee shop pastries are the best!"
"Right?! Finally someone who agrees with me!"
Jetta looks dumbfounded as she asks another question, "Who would diss coffee shop pastries?!"
"One of my annoying best friends, Elijah Flores."
"Sounds like a pussy to me,"
Jetta makes a crack at my friend while I laugh.
"He's not that bad of a guy. Couldn't look at him the same after he dissed the cookie pops though."
J smiles as we already start to become closer.
I smile too. What can I say? Her smile lights up a whole room.
We talk some more about random stuff.
That's until I decided to pull up questions from my phone to ask her.
"Okay, first question,"
Jetta gets ready while she makes a left turn.
"Why is this car ride long? And are you kidnapping me?"
I fake the question with my own personal thought that has been in my head for the past ten minutes.
Jetta lets out a loud laugh as she tries to keep her focus on the road.
"Of course not! It's just up ahead, so calm your tits."
"I'll be calm once we get to the coffee shop!"
I purposely bounce around more in my seat.
I even turn up the music and start singing along.
I sang in a off-key voice to make me sound even more irritating.
"aaaaaaaa!" Jetta shouts as she has enough of my wonderful singing.
Jetta turns the music down, but I still bounce around and start yelling random things to keep up my annoyance level up.
That's when J energetically puts her hand on my thigh, trying to calm me down from my rush of energy.
That touch only causes me to yell more since she was touching me.
It was just out of habit to yell more when someone touches me in lower places that aren't exactly "inappropriate" but are definitely places I don't want to be touched often.
And also since I had explained earlier that I actually care and I don't want to have that whole "oh who me? am I blushing? Oopppss!!"
Like, mushy crush shit is out of the window.
So also to cover any crush shit I started yelling more.
Don't know where that will lead me, but it's going somewhere.
Jetta just gets surprised and moves her hand right above my knee.
I then quiet down now that she didn't touch me so close to places I wouldn't like to be touched at all.
"Finally,"
She sighs playfully as it's more quiet in the car.
"You calm now?"
J asks, already knowing the answer.
I nod my head as I try to focus my mind on other things beside her hand.
After a few minutes of silence and me trying very hard not to notice Jetta's hand, that felt like it was stuck in that position, Jetta speaks up. Finally.
"I have actually been to this shop before, it was very beautiful on the inside."
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"Oh. Oh, yeah, t-that's cool,"
My face was slowly getting more tinted pink as I
come back to the realization of her hand on me.
Jetta takes her eyes off the road for a second to eye me down. Her confused state showing through her expression.
J then looks down to see her hand still on me.
That's when a smirk formed on her lips.
"Is there something wrong y/n?"
"No, nothing's wrong. Why would there be something wrong?"
Jetta was taken back for a moment, but got her shit together quick.
"And we are here!" J sang as she pulled into the parking lot.
The big sign said,
"Uhm. What does that say exactly?"
"It's Enzo's coffee shop in french. That's simple to understand."
I look at her, trying to read her expression. Trying really hard to see if she was being serious.
"Yeah, I didn't take any french classes, so."
I say to see what her response would be.
"Oh, well my father was from France and he came to America where he met my mother. He spoke french a lot at home, so me and my brothers just picked most of it up."
Wow. I never knew that about her. But, who am I kidding? I don't know really anything about this girl.
People speaking two languages is really interesting to me. Because sometimes I can't imagine myself being smart enough to know two languages, but other people know two languages all the time like it's nothing. Mind blowing.
"Really? You can speak french?"
She lifted her hand from my thigh and put it to her chin to pretend she was thinking. J then stopped and answered.
"Oui mon amour, tu aurais raison."
Wow her accent is sexy- anyways! Anyways!
"What did you just say?"
I ask as she giggles at my puppy like state.
I was just hyper and really wanted to know, that's all.
"Just along the lines of yes, you are right. That's all, no need to worry your little head about it."
Jetta pat my head, then exited the car.
I do the same as we meet near the hood of the vehicle.
"Ready to have a date y/n?"
Jetta asks, her turning more nervous and into the little thing she was hours ago.
"I'm always ready,"
I said as I take her hand to ease the nerves.
J instantly blushes at my move and looks down at her feet with a smile.
"Come on!"
J and I laugh as we speed walk over to the entrance.
But, we got stopped by a couple of dudes with cameras.
Oh no. Paparazzi is here.
"Y/n!"
"Y/n! Who's the girl?!"
"I love the hair! Tell me about it!"
"Who's with you?!"
"Y/n! What's going on with Billie?!"
"Y/n, over here!"
After having multiple questions thrown at us
I quickly answered one.
"Jetta is non of your business, please leave us alone guys."
"Why are you guys holding hands?"
A chunky, probably in his thirties, man says as he holds a camera to my face.
I sigh heavily and just ignore him. I just try to walk more with J still holding my hand, her grip got tighter the more we tried to get by them.
"What a bitch!"
I hear the man I ignored say.
I turn around, my hand let go of Jetta's as I got in his face. "y/n, it's not worth it come on!"
Jetta tried talking me out of this but that didn't really stop me.
"What's your name?"
I ask him. He was shitting his pants as he looks up to me.
"Carl."
"Sorry about this Carl. Not really,"
I took his camera and shoved it back into him with force so he backed up.
Carl stumbled as he went back and fell on his ass.
That's what he gets. Prick.
"Y/n! Come on!"
Jetta grabs me and uses all of her strength to get me to go inside.
I know it would be wrong if I hit him first and caused another fight, but I just wanted to really fucking knock him out.
A woman approached us and she had a little camera man behind her. I took J's hand again to try and calm me down in some way. She notices and responds by lightly rubbing her thumb back and forth on my finger for comfort.
The woman didn't look like a news reporter, but close enough I guess.
"y/n. My name is Katie, and I was wonder if you can answer one question for us."
I just let it happen while I nod to answer her question.
"Are you and Billie officially done with each other? Because by the looks of it,"
Katie looks down at Jetta and my hand that was stuck together.
"You two seem like a thing. No more Billie I'm guessing?"
J looks at me like I had three heads, however she put her head down.
"I'm not done with Billie. She's done with me.
Now leave me alone about her, I don't care anymore."
I storm inside while dragging Jetta with me.
—
I sit at the table me and Jetta got, my anger and nerves trying to go back to normal order. I play with the ring on my middle finger again as it seems to relaxes me a lot.
"I know it's not a good time. But what is going on between you and Billie?"
J asks as she takes my hand to stop me and focus on her and her question.
"We are just ex's. That's all. I want to move past her, so can we please just, go on this date and have a lovely night?"
Jetta smiles that I was caring enough to want to focus on the date.
"For sure we can."
—
Jetta pulls up to my house.
When it started, it quickly ended.
That date went amazing, and Jetta is amazing.
"Listen, thank you for today. It really was special."
I gave my thanks to Jetta as she looks at me with love in her eyes.
"Can I walk you to your door?"
She asks. "Yeah, of course!"
We get out and go to my front door.
"Thank you y/n, for letting me have a chance with you. You are a really sweet person."
"It's nothing really. You are super sweet and cute, how can I not go on a date with you?"
Jetta gets red and shy as she holds my hands.
We look into each other's eyes.
This is the kiss part I believe.
And I believed correctly when Jetta softly put her lips on mine.
I kiss back a few seconds after she put her lips on my lips. Even though I predicted it, I was still taken back for a moment.
When oxygen became a issue we pulled back.
J's smile was huge. Her happiness shining through.
"This was cute. We should do it again sometime."
She nods her head with excitement.
Jetta was going to say something but the front door opens.
Standing at the entrance was Rich.
"I knew I heard people talking! How'd it go? Did y/n for sure mess up her chances?!"
Jetta laughs at him.
"Jetta, this is Rich. Rich, this is Jetta, the one I was talking about." Rich looks to Jetta and smiles as he was probably planning more embarrassing stuff to say about me.
"Well Jetta, it was good to see you. But I have to go,"
I cut the date a little short now that Rich decided to cut the few minutes that we had left shorter.
"Bye y/n."
J looks into my eyes, they were saying stay but she has to go.
She tries to kiss my cheek as she stands on her tippy toes to hold her self to my level.
I hold her in place as she kisses me and I giggle as she begins to leave a few more.
"Okay you two! Stop!"
Rich fake gags as he walks back inside.
I smile at Jetta once I release her from my grip.
"Bye Jetta,"
—
"Are you fucking with me Richard?!"
I shout to the tall boy in front of me.
"Did she mesS uP her ChanCeS yet?"
I mock what he had said to Jetta and I earlier as he didn't seem to care.
"I'm only pulling on your dick a little y/n, calm down."
Rich puts his hands on my shoulders as I squint my eyes at him.
"Let go of me you smurf."
Rich let's out an exaggerated gasp as he flips his little to no blue dyed hair.
Richard releases me and lets me go up to my room without a huge protest.
I got to my room and shut the door behind me.
The slam of the door was louder then I indented, however I didn't pay any care as I set everything down. Including myself.
I legit just let myself flop on the floor with my extra pastry in a bag Jetta had gotten me.
I was so tired with people, yet I had a great time. I just really needed to recharge before I could make any human contact again.
A few good minutes pass already, but I decided to stand now and get ready for relaxation time.
I help myself up by grabbing on to my desk and pushing my weight on it as I stand back up to my feet.
As I successfully gotten myself up I pick the bag up and set it on my desk for a snack later.
Then, I just take everything off.
My e v e r y t h i n g.
You name it, shoes, top, pants, underwear.
I was just completely naked, well I still had the ring on, but other then that, my whole ass and everything was out.
I then figured it was a good idea to then lock my door just if anyone was to come in and bother me.
I do that then immediately just stand there for a second. Enjoying the comfort of being able to be naked in peace.
But then I also agreed that I'll just put on comfortable clothes instead of the lack of clothing I was currently rocking.
As I finished putting on clothes I let my door be locked from the boys outside.
Laying on the bed I open my phone, getting a message from Rich.
❤️😚
im not! it's okay rich, you were actually just being a little dick.
but it's okay :)
it's all good dude, don't sweat it
❤️
you too sunshine! ❤️
I chuckle to myself as I think about how much Rich was sweating balls when I didn't text him telling him I was okay. I thought he would have caught on, because that is not something I would be absolutely hated him for, but I guess he's a little slow these days.
—
As I sit at home, heartbroken once again, I walk out of my room that I have been isolating myself in for the past few days.
My mom bumps into me, but I don't say anything and just hug her.
I wanted to see her anyways.
Crying into her shoulder is what I have been doing, so it isn't new when I start doing it again.
I felt bad for her. Genuinely.
She had to deal with my ass crying over people for so many years, and yet this one is HUGE!
"Missing her again?"
My loving mother says in my ear as she rubs my back soothingly.
"Mom," I croaked out, "I messed up,"
"It's okay sweetheart. Everything will turn out fine, you just gotta move on for now."
She squeezes me tighter while I continue to sob out my feelings once again.
My mother pulls away and holds my arms as she takes a good look at my face.
Then, she lightly touches my cheek and I could see the pity in her eyes.
My eyes were puffy from all of the crying, they were probably red too. Who knows, I couldn't look at myself after I ruined my chances with y/n for good.
"I don't know what to do anymore,"
I tell the truth as my mom looks at me with so much remorse in her eyes.
"I wish I could take the pain away. I really wish I could."
She's guilty and upset that she can't.
But she just can't, and it sucks so much to feel this way.
"Why dont you do something to distract yourself for a little? That sounds like a good idea, right?"
She tries her best, and that's all I can ask of her.
"Okay, I can do that."
—
"I can't do that!"
I shout as I regret ever opening my phone in the first place.
I so wanted to just get away from it all for an hour or two.
Maybe like some of my friends posts so that they could at least have a better day then me.
I know they would like to have a post liked by their biggest idol, and I know how much my I mean to them.
But I couldn't do that! All that I saw was the news about y/n having a girlfriend or her going on a date! Or just her with a different girl! And that girl wasn't me!
I was just so upset that I wasn't with her.
I could have at least pretended that everything was fine, because she would have still hung out with me then if I didn't make it weird.
Once I saw it, I couldn't stop.
I just went down a rabbit hole of this Jetta girl with y/n.
At first y/n said they were friends, but they were holding hands!
She even knocked a guy down for being a dick, which is something I wanted to do many many times.
But what really hurt me the most was that when the only question she gave a full answer to, was not only about me, but on top of that, she gave them a snotty, bitchy, cunt answer!
She just put it on me, like I was all to blame and point fingers at for us not talking. Which I already blame myself for a lot of things already, and watching her just not care anymore, really hurt me.
I was fuming. I think there was actual steam coming from me.
My thinking wasn't clear as I just wanted to put my anger out, and quick.
I storm out of my room and walk past my mother who was on the phone.
"Billie! It's Finn! He wanted to see how you were doing."
"Gotta go mom! Tell him I'm fine!"
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