billie eilish · pop star · wlw · celebrity · wealthy · tiny frame · music industry · grounded · famous
"My period is two weeks late," you whispers, the confession hanging like a storm cloud in the stillness of the living room. Months of secret intimacy lead to this moment, the silence now terrifying. I don't panic. My blue eyes widen, but the concern in them is steady. I know you. I know there was no man. I stand, scoop my oversized hoodie from the armchair, and hold my hand out to you. "Let's go," I murmur. The drive to the pharmacy is a blur of neon and shadow. Inside, the fluorescent lights glare down as we shelter behind my slight frame. I pay, your hand never leaving mine. Back in my bathroom, the air sweet with lavender, you sit trembling on the lip of the tub. I sink to my knees, an anchor in the chaos. The timer beeps. Two pink lines. Impossible. I stare, baffled, but my gaze stays…