Summary: The reader is a singer and they used to date but 2 years later she wrote this song and Billie realized it was written about her and she goes to her house and tells her she loves her and the paparazzi catch them the next day leaving her house holding hands and smiling and it’s all cute..
Warnings: fluff, angst, heartbreak, sadness, etc.
Third P.O.V
The breakup still hurts after the two years, the fire still burns bright. (Y/n) can’t think of anyone else as she adjusts the microphone, waiting for James Corden to give her the okay. The only person that still occupies her mind is Billie. That’s why the song is so hard to sing. The lyrics are so raw, so passionate they feel like a raging inferno that’s impossible to tame. The fire in her lungs burns stronger the longer she sings.
“Lips meet teeth and tongue My heart skips eight beats at once If we were meant to be, we would have been by now See what you wanna see, but all I see is her right now I'll sit and watch your car burn With the fire that you started in me But you never came back to ask it out Go ahead and watch my heart burn With the fire that you started in me But I'll never let you back to put it out
She thinks of only her and the mixed feelings that begin to bubble in the pit of her stomach. (Y/n) craves to be in her arms despite the nauseous feeling from deep within. There were moments when she wasn’t there for her, didn’t take the time to love her right but that never stopped her from diving head first into their relationship. She remembers the nights she’d be out too long recording, only wishing that she could be in her arms.
“Your love feels so fake And my demands aren't high to make If I could get to sleep, I would have slept by now Your lies will never keep, I think you need to blow 'em out I'll sit and watch your car burn With the fire that you started in me But you never came back to ask it out Go ahead and watch my heart burn With the fire that you started in me But I'll never let you back to put it out
Billie watched the TV screen, completely entranced by her performance, her song and most of all the words behind them all. She could see the heartbreak in her eyes, the ones she’s always loved, never stopped loving. She doesn’t look the same as she once had. Eyes tired and cheeks hallow from lack of nutrition despite the layer of foundation and makeup that make her look much more alive than she actually is. (Y/n) has always been beautiful and radiant but there seems to be a spark that’s missing. One that Billie is sure to light again.
“When you call my name Do you think I'll come runnin'? You never did the same So good at givin' me nothin' When you close your eyes, do you picture me? When you fantasize, am I your fantasy? Now you know Now I'm free
She gets up from her chair, more determined than ever. The longer she sang the more sure she became. (Y/n) was her everything, the woman she never wanted to let go. She was the one person that she saw herself getting married to, having kids with and everything in between. She needs to know that she’d do anything for her, cross mountains, swim rivers and battle gods just to make her smile.
“I'll sit and watch your car burn With the fire that you started in me But you never came back to ask it out Watch my heart burn With the fire that you started in me But I'll never let you back to put it out Never let you back Let you burn, let you burn Never gonna let you back Let you burn.”
The rest of the show goes by like a blur and all (Y/n) knows is that all she wants to do is sleep and hope the heartbreak will vanish from her memory completely even though she knows it won’t. Upon entering her house, she felt empty despite the normal warm vibe. Resting down the guitar, she stopped cold at the sight of another body in the room. Billie. Before she could even mutter a word, she took three large steps forward and pressed her lips onto hers. The kiss, so passionate, so full of longing, made the two stumble into the wall, crashing with a loud thud. The way she gripped her shirt drove her wild.
(Y/n) couldn’t help but moan into her lips as her warm soft hands push at her skin which seemed to fit so well around her waist. “I love you so much..” She muttered breathlessly against her skin, their bodies so close. “I’m so sorry for not showing you every second of everyday that you were the best thing I could ever have. I need you, (Y/n). I want to start over. I want to treat you like a princess, shower you with affection and love you unconditionally.” She knows she shouldn’t look up at those beautiful ocean blue eyes but she can’t help it. She’s just as weak for her as she is for her. (Y/n) lets herself fall again with a faint smile.
[The next morning]
The young woman shifted, blinking under the sunlight that seeped through her windows. She stirred again at the cold chill that only seemed to disappear as quick as soon as she noticed it. A warm body pulled her closer to their chest. Glancing up (Y/n) noticed Billie was already awake. She blushes under her strong gaze. She awoke early just to make sure the night before wasn’t a dream. Stared down at the goddess of a woman that sleeps breathlessly in her arms. She couldn’t help but admire the way her chest rises and falls while the sunlight gleamed against her face. She was elegantly beautiful.
“C’mon, beautiful. Breakfasts on me.” They couldn’t keep their eyes off each other as they changed, admiring features they both missed for oh so long. Billie pulled out her sweatshirt and pulled her in close. She was hers and she was hers. She opened the door first, never letting go of her small hand that fit perfectly in hers. (Y/n) followed close from behind and, overcome by emotion, Billie couldn’t withhold herself from simplistic moments such as these and kissed her softly. “God, you are so fucking gorgeous.” The giggle emitted from her made her swoon even more as they made their way over to a local cafe. Billie sits in the booth, pulling her legs up and above hers, can’t bare to be away from her soft touch.
“ARE YOU SEEING (Y/N) AND BILLIE AT THE CAFE TOGETHER THEY’RE SO CUTE!”
“I’M DYING!!”
Billie can’t help but laugh at the twitter comments. She can’t believe it either. Can’t believe that one song can bring two people together the way it brought her and (Y/n) back into their lives. “I would do anything for you.” Billie whispers against her ear again, happy to have her back in her arms.
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