13 | it's time

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i was so pissed off from that conversation from paige that i had went to try and spike her drink myself.

but then tatum walked up on me and took the glass, pouring the contents down the sink. "hell no eilish, hell no."

i just rolled my eyes as i rubbed my temple.

"look," she started. "at this point, i don't like her either but this is not the route to go."

"well how much longer are we gonna be here?"

tate looked at me and rose her eyebrows. "you ready to carry out the mission?"

"ready sergeant," i nodded to her.

a smirk grew on her face. "let's go, i'll handle paige. you go get saylor."

i nodded and we split. i walked around the corner and found saylor at the food table. i quietly walked up behind her and put my hand over her eyes.

she slightly gasped.

"shhh," i whispered in her ear.

"billie?" she asked as she reached her hand back and felt my leg. "what are you doing?"

"you trust me?" i asked her.

"yeah."

"then don't ask questions," i told her.

"but-"

"shut up," i said.

then i heard tatum call out. "b, let's go!"

"okay cmon," i led saylor to the door, still having one hand over her eyes and the other intertwined with her hand.

i made eye contact with paige and she squinted at me with a frown, seeing that i had her fiancé in my grip. i just smirked and winked at her as we walked out the door.

bitch.

"b, where are we going?" saylor asked me.

"saylor what did i say?" i asked.

"but-"

i then put my hand over her mouth. "i think that's better, yeah?"

"mhm," she hummed.

"yeah, good."

tatum opened the door and i guided saylor up the stairs of the party bus/ sprinter van.

once we were all in, i told saylor to open her eyes. and once she did, we all shouted "surprise!"

saylor's mouth dropped as she opened her eyes to a fully decorated party bus with a mix of her friends and a few of mine.

tatum and i invited some of her figure skating friends to come party with us tonight since we knew that she probably wouldn't wanna be around paige's friends all night.

plus, these are also the girls who are going to be her bridesmaids.

"no way you thought i wasn't gonna throw you a bachelorette party," tatum said.

saylor squealed as she jumped into tatum's arms. "oh my god! i love you!"

"i couldn't have done it without billie though," tate pointed to me. "she got all this together last minute."

saylor poked her lip out. "come here," she told me.

i grinned as i went up to her and hugged her.

"thank you so much," she said lowly into my ear as she hugged me tightly.

"you know i'd do anything for you," i told her.

"oh get a room!" harley yelled out, making us laugh as we broke our hug.

"okay," i said as i led saylor down the isle of the bus. "this is my other best friend, zoe."

then they greeted and hugged each other.

"and this is claudia, she's basically my sister," i told her. and they greeted and hugged each other too.

"you're even more beautiful than billie says," claudia said.

saylor rose her eyebrows and looked at me.

"claud im gonna kill you," i looked at her, making them laugh.

"okay okay let's get this party started!" tatum shouted as they bus took off.

music started playing and we were all singing and dancing around.

"oh my god pass me a shot, i've been sober all night!" saylor shouted.

"how could you not be drinking on a night like this?" i joked.

"i um.. stopped drinking around paige a long time ago," she shook her head. "she basically roofied me one time just so i would um- never mind. let's just-"

"yeah um.. cmon," i nodded.

"yeah," she sighed.

then one of her friends came up and put a tiara that had a veil attached to it on saylor's head. she then slid a garter up her leg too, having it around her upper thigh.

i poured saylor a shot of 1942 and handed it to her.

she took a breath. "bottoms up bitches!" she cheered before taking the shot.

-

the party bus was so fun. saylor was having a blast taking shots, singing karaoke, going around dancing on people etc etc.

and the girls also had a polaroid camera to take pictures with and they were definitely snapping away.

exhibit a:

"moony give billie a lap dance!" harley yelled out.

my eyes slightly got wide as i watched saylor waltz over to me with the 1942 bottle in her hand still.

she turned around and slowly sat her ass on my lap, beginning to give me a lap dance. everyone around us cheered as i had the biggest smile on my face, disguising it with a laugh.

for everyone else's sake, i tried my hardest not to touch saylor while she was doing it but i think that made it look suspicious if anything.

"billie just touch her ass!" tatum yelled. "we all know you want to!"

saylor and i both laughed before i finally placed my hands on her hips, guiding her as she put the bottle down and continued to give me a lap dance.

she then kinda hiked her dress up as she did it, revealing her white lace panties.

my eyes got slightly wide. i knew she was drunk so i put her dress back down but i kept my hands under it, rubbing her ass.

at one point, everyone was just lit, vibing around with the music, and doing their own thing so they weren't paying attention to saylor and i anymore.

she turned around and got on top of me, straddling me. she put her arms around my shoulders and instantly started kissing me, causing us to of course make out.

we suddenly heard the girls start cheering around us. "yes this is the relationship that i wanna see!" zoe yelled out.

we all laughed and continued on about our business.

"i want you so bad," saylor said to me, still straddling me.

"no ma'am," i shook my head with a smirk.

"why?" she whined.

"you don't deserve it," i said, teasing her.

she playfully squinted. "i'll take my underwear off right now."

"you think i care? i'd love to show everybody how good you sound when im in you."

she bit her lip. "ughhh. im so wet," she furrowed her eyebrows.

"yeah?" i rose my eyebrows.

she just nodded.

"good," i whispered. "stay like that."

she rose her eyebrows at me, and i rose mine back.

"so you're telling me, that you don't wanna fuck me right now?"

"saylor-"

"and you don't wanna hear me beg you not to stop," she continued.

"you're playing with fire," i told her.

"i like danger," she grinned.

i just bit my lip, tapping my foot to hold myself together.

"i belong to you billie," she whispered in my ear. "and we both know that. stop acting like im not yours."

"yeah i know you're mine," i told her.

"then act like it," she said to me.

i playfully rolled my eyes. "hard to do when you literally marry someone else tomorrow."

"here you go," she said. "not trusting me."

i gave her the craziest look. "saylor-"

"shhhhhhh," she said as she came closer to my face and gently bit my bottom lip before kissing me. "im yours, trust me."

i sighed. "you know, if they weren't in here right now, i'd have you ass up face down on this seat."

she giggled. "yeah i know."

-

the rest of the night was fun. the bus dropped off the rest of the girls and tatum, saylor, and i went to tatum's house where we were staying.

drunk, tatum immediately went to her room, got under the covers, and passed out sleep.

saylor definitely could've walked in on her own but i carried her anyway. we went into the guest room and i started unzipping her dress to help her. i took it off and had to close my eyes for a second, considering my view.

i then started undressing myself as well. but i looked over and saw saylor started taking off her panties.

"saylor what are you doing?" i laughed.

"take my picture," she told me.

i rose my eyebrows. "huh?"

"take my pictures," she handed me the polaroid camera. "and you can keep all of them," she smirked.

there's no way im passing that up.

i got the camera and watched as saylor laid naked on the bed in front of me. i snapped the picture and we both giggled.

"what else should i do?" she asked.

"arch," i tilted my head.

she smirked and did the pose as i snapped another picture.

after that, saylor did a number of poses that i'll let you imagine on your own. and i took all the photos while trying not to explode.

"saylor," i said.

"hmm?" she rose her eyebrows.

"sit on my face."

she furrowed her eyebrows. "you're for real?"

"does it look like im not?" i rose my eyebrows.

she grew a smile.

"and," i continued. "set the camera up."

her eyes slightly got wide.

-

"billie," saylor gasped as she rode my face. "fuck!"

"mhm," i hummed as i guided her.

-

it was the next morning and i was woken up by tatum barging into the guest room yelling "rise and shine!"

saylor and i both groaned. "shut up!"

"get up bitch," tatum went and shook saylor. "you may have fucked billie last night but you still committed to marrying paige today so."

saylor sat up in the bed laughing. "damn how'd you know we fucked?"

"well for one, you're both naked right now," she pointed out. "and two, with the sexual tension between you guys yesterday, we all knew that was coming."

i just shook my head with a chuckle.

"oh and three," tatum started. "i fucking heard you guys all night."

saylor gasped. "really? damn im sorry."

"she sounds good doesn't she?" i chuckled.

"billie!" saylor pushed my shoulder, making us all laugh.

"well did you guys have fun?" tatum laid on the bed with a smirk.

i looked down in a blush.

"we recorded it," saylor said. "wanna see?"

"oh my god," i laughed.

"do i???" tatum exclaimed. "of courseeeeee."

saylor got the camera and played the video from last night, us 3 watching it for the first time.

tatum's mouth dropped. "wow, that's so fucking hot."

-

"well i guess i'll see you guys soon," saylor said as she was walking towards the door.

"cant wait to see how beautiful you look," tatum said.

saylor cracked a smile.

when she left, i sighed.

then tatum came up behind me and smacked my arm.

"ow!" i grabbed my arm.

"tell me why you think it was a good idea for you to fuck her the night before she gets married to the girl you hate," she put her hands on her hips.

"bro she was literally doing everything to seduce me i swear to god," i put my hands up in defense.

"oh i don't doubt that for a second," tatum shrugged. "but you gotta stay strong eilish."

"i've given up," i shrugged. "somehow, im okay with the fact that she's getting married after fucking me. maybe it's because i know she'll be back."

"and you're okay with this cycle?" tate squinted.

"no," i scratched the back of my head. "but im trying my best to trust her, like she asked me to."

"you're a really good girl b," tate started. "crazy as hell, but good."

i just chuckled.

-

it's later in the day and i was in the car with zoe, on the way to the wedding. tatum was already there because she was a bridesmaid.

"a bruise on her stomach?" zoe asked in disbelief as i told her.

"yes!" i exclaimed. "she told me that paige saw a hickey i left on her."

"oh b," zoe closed her eyes.

"its just crazy," i shook my head. "and i really don't even remember sucking on her neck for her to even have had a hickey anyway."

"maybe you just forgot," zoe suggested. "probably just really in the moment."

"ugh and then paige just like bragged about beating her like that shit makes me sick," i said, annoyed.

"at this point," zoe started. "i really can't believe she's going through with it."

i shook my head. "and i can't believe im attending it."

-

we pulled up to the wedding, we got out my car and went in to go sit down. as we were sitting, someone came up to us.

"billie eilish?" the woman asked.

"yeah?" i furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"saylor is requesting you in the back," she said.

"oh," i said. "oh okay," i stood up and grabbed zoe's hand so she could come with me.

we were led to the back dressing room where it was full of girls in their bridesmaids dresses, one being that quinn girl whose number i got last night.

we made eye contact and she smiled. i smiled back until saylor stepped in my view and my eyes damn near fell out my head.

"oh my god," i said lowly. "saylor y- you look beautiful."

she was wearing this dress with her hair in a low bun and a long veil.

she smiled. "thank you, i wanted you to see me before i walked out."

i smiled. "awwww."

"so you like?" she shrugged nervously. "you know i value your opinion a lot."

"i think you look amazing baby," i said lowly.

she blushed and looked down. "thank you."

then quinn suddenly came up to me. "you like the dress? i know paige is gonna love it."

i squinted at her and saylor just rolled her eyes.

"let me talk to billie alone, quinn," she said.

we walked into a separate room and saylor sighed. "talk to me."

"what do you mean?" i asked.

"smile all you want, i know you're upset and wanna lecture me," she nodded. "so go ahead."

she was right.

"this isn't about us having sex," i started. "i just really wanna know how you think this is a good idea to marry her."

she just looked at me.

"like cmon, you literally tried to kill her last night."

"you shouldn't have stopped me," she shrugged.

"oh save it saylor," i titled my head. "this shit is so dumb, i don't even know why i came."

her face then dropped. i guess that made her upset.

"okay fine," she blinked. "go run back to your poor boyfriend, i know you rather be riding his dick anyway-"

"oh fuck you, we broke up!"

her eyes got slightly wide. "wh- what?"

"we broke up so long ago saylor," i rolled my eyes.

"wha- why didn't you tell me?"

"tell you for what?" i looked.

"so i could stop running back to paige!" she exclaimed.

i just blinked. "what?"

"all those times i ran back to paige was because deep down i knew you had a boyfriend and i never thought you'd leave him," i said. "so i just went back to her so i could avoid getting hurt by you like the first time when i was at your house."

i just closed my eyes. "for fuck's sake, saylor."

"that's why i was always so confused as to why you were so upset," she went on. "like i knew you were into me but i thought you were still with josh."

"no," i shook my head. "no."

"well fuck we could've ran away together a long time ago," she joked but i could tell she was serious.

"okay but i do have one other question though," i said to her. "how did paige really find out that we fucked?"

she paused. "what do you mean?"

"you told me a hickey but i swear i didn't suck on your neck like that-"

"well i-"

"and paige also told me that you told her we fucked the night she proposed?" i said. "like how did all that get brought up-"

"saylor," tatum suddenly came into the room. "it's time, you gotta go."