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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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science project

MASTERLIST

request: Hey!! Could u please write a Billy x f!reader where the reader is new to school and has like this super cool car and when she gets out of school she sees a bunch of people around her car and like Billy is there because he thinks it belongs to a guy and it's ready to beat his ass so he gets and idea of who runs this school and he doesn't care about his stupid car (because everyone is paying a lot of attention to your car) and then when you get there you just get on your car and get out of there and he waits for the next day to talk to you (because you know, y/n is a cutie) and you can still from there however you want @amarachoren

Hey! I love your writing and I was just wondering if I could request a smut where Billy and the reader are paired up for a project. Reader tries her hardest to ignore his attempts at flirting but as we all know... he's irresistible. He states that he'll get to work if she gives him a kiss. She obliges but it's really hard to stop kissing him. Especially when his hands are touching her and he smells so good. @jamesbuckybarnes13

warnings: filthy filthy smut, daddy kink, choking, spanking, overstimulation, orgasm control, basically everything oops, also unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it pls)

genre: fluff, smut

word count: 4.3k (my longest one yet!)

There was a fucking Toyota Supra parked outside of Hawkins High and Billy didn't like that. People swarmed around the car, pointing out how awesome it was and how the red outisde matched the burgundy leather seats, and how sick the pop up headlights were and blah blah blah. Every square inch of that car oozed with coolness and Billy was furious about it. It drew attention from his Camaro and as much as he hated to admit it, it stung. He was the cool guy with the cool car. He ran this school. And he was determined to make sure whatever asshole drove the Supra new about it.

The final bell rang through Hawkins High and Billy sped to the parking lot. There were already people waiting around the Supra, curious to see the owner. He stood a few feet away from them and lit his cigarette, waiting. Not even halfway through his smoke he noticed a girl he's never seen before, confidently walking through the parking lot. Tommy said something about a new student at lunch but Billy never payed much attention to what he had to say so it just flew over his head. She was cute, pretty face and a nice body, he smirked scanning her figure. She wore a short skirt and an oversized denim jacket and the closer she got, the more he liked the look of her.

She stopped right in front of the little crowd formed around the Supra and cleared her throat. Billy raised an eyebrow, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"Excuse me, guys I'd like to get to my car" his jaw dropped at her words. She couldn't be the one who drove that car, there was no way. But sure enough, she took the keys out of the pocket of her jacket, opened the door, threw her bag on the passenger seat and drove away, leaving everyone dumbfounded. As much as Billy didn't wanna admit it, he enjoyed this little turn of events. He decided it would only be appropriate to give the new girl a warm welcome. And maybe a tour of the town. Or his bedroom. Whatever she was into.

You were used to your car getting a lot of attention and you didn't really mind it. It got annoying at times, especially when people were more interested in the Supra than you but you didn't take it personally, not interested in getting to know most of them. Pretty much the only person who caught your eye was the tall blond guy you saw in the parking lot. He had a cute curly mullet, a little moustache and that look in his eyes that made girls melt as soon as it landed on them. He radiated confidence, the cigarette hanging from between his lips, and that's why you noticed him. He looked like fun. And you were determined to find something fun to do in this boring town.

When you rolled into the parking lot the next morning he was already parked in the spot right next to yours. A smirk on his lips as he leaned on his blue Chevrolet Camaro. Cool car. You chuckled realizing he was probably waiting for you.

"Hey there sweetheart" he looked at you from under his lashes and extended his arm to greet you. "Name's Billy, I hear you're new around here" you shook his hand and held it a little longer than appropriate.

"I am, actually" you smiled as sweetly as you could. "My name is Y/N."

"Pretty name for a pretty girl. How 'bout I show you around huh?" he offered. You thought it would be harder to get his attention but it seemed like being the new girl had its perks.

After a rather rushed morning tour with Billy you couldn't stop thinking about him. You were convinced he was pretty much the only interesting person in Hawkins. Some kids were talking about Steve Harrington but he seemed too stuck up to be fun. So did his girlfriend, Nancy. You quickly decided to stick with Billy, at least for now.

You smiled as you noticed him at one of the desk in the science lab. He waved at you to sit next to him and you gladly obliged.

"Mr. Newman hates me" he whispered right into your ear, sending chills down your spine "He might hate you too if he sees us together" he had a cheeky grin on his face.

"I think he's gonna love me" you winked at him, getting your folder out. "I mean, look at me" he chuckled as you turned to face the front of the classroom. He liked how no matter what he did, you weren't intimidated. It was refreshing.

You didn't really take notes the whole class, occassionally scribbling something down when you thought it was especially important. You noticed Billy glanced over at you pretty regularly.

"Do you wanna hang out today?" he whispered in your ear, making you jump a little.

"We can talk about that later" you simply stated, returning your attention to the teacher. Since when was science more important that Billy Hargrove asking you out. You really were something else.

The bell rang and people started pouring out of the classroom.

"Miss Y/L/N, would you mind staying behind for a second?" Mr. Newman didn't even look at you from the paper he was studying.

"Of course" you smiled politely, gathering your belongings.

"You too Hargrove" Billy's face twisted into a grimace but he nodded, moving to the front of the classroom. The last student left, closing the door behind him and Mr. Newman turned to you.

"I've had the chance to get familiar with your report card Miss Y/L/N" he started and you saw Billy's expression turn into a smirk. "And I have to say, I'm extremely impressed" this time it was you smirking.

"Thank you Mr. Newman" you answered with a wide smile.

"This here, Hargrove on the other hand" he scoffed. "Let's just say he could use some help" you stopped yourself from laughing at the offended expression on Billy's face. "I'd like for you to work with him on an extra credit assignment. It would help his grade a little and give me an insight into how you work" you nodded, a polite smile ever-apparent on your face.

"Of course Mr. Newman, if Billy doesn't mind" you turned your eyes to him just to see him blush furiously.

"I don't mind" he tried to sound confident but it was apparent how out of place he felt.

"Then it's settled. I'll give you the topic today after 5th period. Have a nice day" he smiled at you and left. Billy swore it was the first time he's ever seen Newman smile.

"Seems like we'll be hanging out more than just today" you winked at him and left the classroom before he could say anything.

Billy managed to collect himself pretty quickly, determined to get you back for how flustered you made him. He was excited to see you again and spent the whole 5th period staring at the clock. When the bell finally rang, he quickly walked over to Newman's classroom. You were already inside, collecting the papers from Newman.

"Billy Hargrove, that boy is bright I can't deny that" he heard the teacher say from outside the door "He's just so damn lazy. Don't let him talk you into doing the whole project alone Miss Y/L/N" Newman warned you.

"Oh I won't let that happen" you answered with such confidence in your voice, Billy almost believed you. Almost.

"So how about we go over to my place?" he shot you his signature smirk but you shook your head. "Can't do, I have to go get my brother, his baseball practice ends at 5". you weren't just gonna give in to him that easily.

"My place at 6?" he winked and you laughed.

"Works for me. What's the address?"

"4819 Cherry Lane" you nodded and got into the car.

"See you then!" you shouted over the music and drove away.

"She really is something else" Billy mumbled under his breath and got into his own car.

You pulled up into Billy's driveway, instantly recognizing his blue Camaro. It was just a few minutes past six, if he asked you would blame it on the fact you were unfamiliar with the town. In reality you couldn't decide what to wear. Eventually, you opted for a denim skirt, a cropped sweater and high top converse. Casual, but cute enough to make you feel confident. "Here we go" you thought getting out of the car.

The house was empty except for the two of you, seated on the floor of Billy's room. Despite what you had told Mr. Newman, you were finding it extremely difficult to make Billy cooperate.

"Come on" you moaned, frustrated "We gotta work on this Hargrove. I'm not doing it alone" the smirk never left his face, your irritation amusing to him.

"I can think of a lot more fun things to do" his voice was so sensual you wanted to punch him.

"Quite frankly, me too" you scoffed "So let's get to work so I can go home."

"I wanna get to know you better" he stated, completely ignoring what you just said. "Where are you from?" maybe the best option was to just answer him?

"New York. We moved cause my mom was tired of the city. She grew up here" he nodded. "What about you?"

"California. We just moved out here last fall."

"So you were the new guy before I was the new girl!" he just shrugged.

"Yeah, I mean, I'm not gonna stay here any longer than I have to. It's a real shithole".

"It really is huh?" you pulled your legs up to your chest, resting you chin on your knee. "I can't wait to get out of here too" he gave you weak smile.

"So you have s brother?" he seemed genuinely interested.

"I do. He's 14."

"My stepsister is 14! They probably go to school together."

"Probably. He's been hanging out with some kids, I don't remember their names though." he chuckled.

"So, Y/N..." he inched closer towards you. You crossed your legs. "How about we make a little deal princess" your heart fluttered at the pet name.

"And why would I wanna make any deals with you Hargrove?" you raised your eyebrow. He reached out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I'll work on the project. I'll actually try. But that's if..." he moved his face closer to yours, leaving less than 2 inches between the two of you "You let me kiss you" he finished.

"You're nuts" despite your harsh words, you didn't move away from him.

"It's your call sweetheart" he smirked and you nodded slowly.

"Okay Billy. One kiss and we get to work."

"Whatever you say" he smiled and leaned in, placing his lips on yours. It was almost as if he wanted you to take the lead. You tangled your hand in his hair, moving your lips over his. He hummed approvingly, deepening the kiss, placing his hand on your waist. Before you knew it, you were seated in his lap, his hands roaming under your sweater.

You pulled away to look at him, your fingers still playing with his hair. His eyes were filled with lust, heavy breathing sounding in the room. He gripped you waist tighter and you couldn't stop him if you wanted to. Everything about him was intoxicating. From the way his hands felt on your body and how he looked at you to his scent lingering in the air. He smelled like a mix of cigarettes, cologne and leather. You didn't hold back when he pressed his lips to yours again.

His hands held your ass firmly, guiding him to grind into him.

"That's right baby" he mumbled, kissing your neck. A small moan left your lips, your pussy getting wetter with every movement. You threw your head back, and swiftly took your top off. He groaned at the sight of your boobs, cupping them through your bra.

"Such a pretty girl" he moaned sucking a hickey onto your clevage. You rythmically moved your ass on his clothed dick, rubbing him through the denim of his jeans. You felt one of his hands leave your body and not even a second later a slap landed on your ass. You didn't even try to stop youself from moaning. His hand rubbed over you ass before spanking you again, gaining another moan from you.

"You like that baby don't you?" you nodded furiously and he laughed. "You have such a pretty little mouth, so use it". Another slap landed on your ass.

"Yes Billy, I like it" you managed to get out, the throbbing between your legs making you go crazy.

"What is it that you like babygirl?" he asked making you blush. "Don't be shy now".

"I like it when you spank me..." you opened your eyes to examine his face "Daddy".

His eyes widened at the name, cupping your cheek to bring your face closer to him.

"What was that princess?" your heart was pounding so fast you were sure it would jump out your chest.

"I said I like it when you spank me daddy" you whispered and he spanked you again.

"Like that?" he wrapped his fingers around your throat. Another spank.

"Yes, fuck, just like that."

"And do you like daddy's hand around you throat?" you nodded. Another spank.

"Use your words baby."

"Yes daddy. I love feeling your hand around my throat" he gave you a proud smile.

"Good girl" he rubbed your ass before spanking it again. And again. And again. "Go lay on the bed and spread those pretty legs for me" he whispered and you nearly tripped trying to get there as soon as possible. Your skirt was bunched up around your waist, leaving your lace panties on display. You quickly layed on your back, leaning on your elbows, legs as far apart so you could get them.

Billy stood up and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, finally throwing it to the floor. His pants quickly joined the rest of your clothes, leaving him in nothing but his underwear. Your mouth salivated at the sight of the buldge.

"Like what you see" he laughed and you nodded, your own smile just as wide. He finally started making his way over to you and you felt your pussy throb in anticipation.

"You're so pretty" he whispered running his fingers up your sides. "Such a good girl" he squeezed you boobs and let out a moan.

You reached behind your back and unclasped it, revealing you hard nipples. He instantly leaned down and took one into his mouth, sucking and biting a little. The way his tongue felt on your body was heavenly.

"Fuck Billy, you're so good" you moaned, tangling your fingers in his hair. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of your panties and looked at you for permission. You nodded furiously, lifting your hips to help him get them off. Your skirt shortly joined them on the floor, leaving you completely naked under Billy. He kneeled down and inched his face close to your pussy.

"So wet..." he whispered, massaging the insides of your thighs. "So fucking goregous, just for me" the last words came out close to a growl. He looked up at you before running his tongue down your slit. And you just melted into his touch. His blue eyes, probably the prettiest blue eyes you've ever see, analyzed your face as he places his mouth around your clit, sucking gently.

"Please more, I need more Billy" you moaned to which he hummed in approval, picking up his pace. Your pussy was so wet his chin was coated in your juices. He ran his two fingers down your slit, gathering up some of the moisture and moved them up to your face. You instantly started sucking on them.

"That's it baby, taste yourself on daddy's fingers" he squeezed your boob with his free hand. "Good girl" he smiled as you let his fingers out with a loud pop.

He attached his mouth to your clit, licking and sucking, while his fingers teased at your entrance.

"You want my fingers princess?" you nodded, eyes rolling at the very thought of how good that would feel. "Then you gotta beg for it" there was a challenge in his voice and you were always up for a challenge.

"Please finger my pussy daddy" your voice came out a lot weaker than you expected. "Fuck Billy I need your fingers inside me, please, I promise I'll be good" you felt like your whole body was on fire.

"Good girl baby" he pressed a kiss to your clit, making you tremble. His fingers stretched you out in the best way possible, he slowly slid them both all the way in, giving you time to adjust. You felt your pussy clench once his tongue came in contact with yout clit again and he let out a low growl.

"God baby girl I can just imagine how my dick is gonna feel in that tight little pussy" his words made your walls clench once again. "You like that huh? Such a dirty little slut" your pussy tightened around his fingers again. He started moving his fingers, while his tongue found its way back to your clit. Not even a minute later you could feel your orgasm coming.

"I'm getting close daddy" you panted and you just knew he had that smirk on his lips.

"You don't get to cum until I say so" he responded, going right back to sucking your clit. You whined at his words, knowing you wouldn't be able to stop yourself much longer.

He kept working his magic on you until you couldn't take it anymore.

"Please let me cum, please. I need to cum so bad daddy please" you cried out but he shook his head. "Fuck daddy please, I can't hold it anymore" you sounded desperate and he chuckled a bit, his eyes finding yours.

"Who does this pussy belong to?" he asked, his voice so raspy you basically saw stars.

"You, fuck it's all yours Billy" he smirked. "I'm all yours just please let me cum" you cried.

"You can cum now" he said, fingers moving in and out of you even faster. "Come on now baby girl, be a good girl and cum for daddy" these words were all you needed. You threw your head back, toes curling and felt waves of pleasure go through your body. It was the strongest, most amazing orgasm you've ever had. He never stopped sucking on your clit, making you ride it out for as long as possible. Even longer than that. Your pussy was so sensitive you tried to squeeze your legs together but his firm grip made it impossible.

"Please stop Billy" you moaned out. "It's too much, I'm too sensitive" he didn't say anything and just shook his head. It was like nothing you've ever experienced before and you felt a knot form in your stomach once again.

"Come on princess, I know you can take one more" Billy murmured into your pussy, the vibration making you arch your back. "Just like that, that's my good little girl" you felt yourself get so close and you tugged on his hair. "Fuck yes baby, cum for daddy" you let yourself go at his words, wetness pooling out of you. He keeps his fingers on your clit, but moved up to attach his lips to yours. By the time you came down from your high you feel him smile into the kiss, his hands caressing your sides with such affection it was unbelievable.

"You did so well for me angel" he whispered. "Such a good girl" he placed a kiss on both of your cheeks and despite how sweet he was, you could feel his hard dick pressing into your core.

"I want you so bad Billy" you whimpered and he smiled at you, kissing you once again.

"Ass up, face down. Right now" he growled getting off you. You didn't waste any time, immediately rolling over and doing as you were told. "Good girl. You like to do what you're told don't you?" his hand ran over your ass, making you shiver.

"Yes daddy. I only want to be a good girl for you" he spanked you and you jumped a little, not expecting it at all.

"Such a perfect little slut" he spanked you again before he lined himself up with your hole. "If it hurts or feels uncomfortable just tell me and I'll stop" he reassured and you nodded, excited to finally feel him inside.

He moved his hips, sliding his dick into you painfully slow. He was even thicker than you aniticpated, the size making you gasp. His pace was slow and steady, and before you knew it he was moving in and out of you. One of his hands rested on your hip, the other wrapped around your throat. He bagan to pick up his pace, making you cry out in pleasure after every move. You heard him moan behind you and it made you feel even better. It was you making him feel good.

"Fuck Y/N your pussy is so tight" he panted.

"It feels so good Billy" you cried and he started going in and out even faster. His left hand found your clit, fingers rubbing furiously. He was making you see stars.

"I want you to cum for me angel" he whispered. "I need to feel this wet little pussy squeezing my dick" his voice alone was making you tremble. There was no way in hell you weren't gonna cum when he asked you like that. You felt a knot form in your stomach and seconds later, your whole body was shaking in pleasure. Billy let you ride out your orgasm, not sure how he managed to keep himself from coming when your perfect pussy was clenching on his dick. He swiftly turned you around, and nearly choked at how gorgeous you looked laying under him. Your cheeks were flushed, forehead glistening with sweat. Your lips were red and there was nothing he wanted more than to kiss you. So he did. He leaned down, placing the most gentle kiss on your lips. You both felt like you were in a different world. The kiss grew more and more intense and before you knew it, he was sliding his cock back into you. You threw your head back, eyes shut tightly, it felt even better than the first time.

"I need you to look at me babygirl" Billy mumbled and you did as he said. Strands of hair were sticking to his forehead, his eyes glued to your face. "How are you this stunning" he asked before kissing you again. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he moaned into the kiss. "I'm not gonna last much longer" he warned.

"Me neither" you smiled weakly and he picked up his pace once again.

"I want you to cum with me princess" he was back in his dominant persona, voice low and movements sharp. "Do you think you can cum again?"

"Yes daddy" you gripped his bicep, pleasure building up.

"Yes what?"

"I can cum again daddy" you managed to get out. "Please make me cum again".

That was all he needed. He didn't know what about you made him feel this way but it was like nothing he's ever experienced. He slept with plenty of girls in his time, most of them absolutely gorgeous. Not a single one made him feel the way you did.

"Come on babygirl" he gripped your throat with one hand, the other lowering down to rub your clit. "Show daddy how much of a good girl you are." he was determined to make you feel so good you would lose control. There was nothing he wanted more than to see your body shaking under him.

"I'm so close Billy" you panted and he hummed approvingly.

"That's right angel, get right to the edge" he felt himself get close too, his movements getting slightly sloppier. "Don't cum before I tell you to" he warned. A few thrusts later both of you were ready to let go.

"Daddy I need to cum please" you cried.

"Not yet" he growled. He wanted to make you hold it in just a little longer, though he wasn't sure he could take it.

"Billy I can't" you whimpered.

"Yes you can" he squeezed your throat harder. He was hitting all the right spots inside you and you really didn't think you could take any more. Thankfully he didn't either. You felt his dick twitch inside you.

"Come on baby, cum for me" he moaned, letting go as well. You watched him throw his head back, waves of pleasure going through both your bodies. You've never felt this good with any guy you've been with before. No one could stand a chance with Billy.

You had no idea Billy was currently breaking all of his rules for you. He let you sleep in his bed. You were cuddled up to his side with your head on his chest and he was stroking your shoulder gently not to wake you up. It wasn't something he ever did, Billy Hargrove didn't cuddle his flings. But you were so pretty and your skin was warm and soft and your hair smelled nice and you just seemed like someone he could actually talk to. He didn't want you to end up just being a fling.

He thanked heavens that Neil tagged Susan along for one of his work event thingys and that he had the house to himself. He didn't want you to see just how fucked up things really were for him. Maybe this could turn into something. He wanted to get to know you better, try to actually be friends with you first and he was determined not to let Neil scare you away.

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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stuff is coming

i'm nearing the end of looong (over 4k words) fluff/smut that i'm probably gonna make into a series and i think it's my favorite thing i've written so far! it should be good! thank you for still reading my stuff, i only made this account like 3 weeks ago and i have almost 1k followers, it's craaaazy. i'm also thinking of coming up with a prompt list and writing short blurbs based off it, but i'm not sure if it's something you guys would be interested in, so please do let me know! love you all 💜

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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i've never been happier

MASTERLIST (with parts 1-3)

I'm so sorry I haven't posted at all. I was dealing with some family stuff and i didn't have time or energy to post. I'll try to post more but I don't wanna promise anything, hope you like this one!

summary: super cutesy being in San Diego

warnings: z e r o

genre: fluuuuuff

word count: 1.7k

Everything was different in San Diego. From the slightly salty scent lingering in the air at all times to the cars and the attitude of the people in them. The only thing that remained the same, and you were sure would never change, was how you felt about Billy.

Leaving Indiana lifted such a weight off his shoulders you almost felt like you've never seen him take a deep breath before. Like he was choking the whole time you knew him, and now, after such a long time, he could finally relax and breath again. You almost teared up several times realizing how excruciating life in Hawkins was for him and how much he had to go through.

Neither of you really considered yourself morning people but waking up in California proved to be really easy. Every day was exciting, you got to see more and more of why Billy loved it so much and you understood why he so desperately wanted to be back as soon as Neil made him leave.

You would go for a swim nearly every morning. Then walk along the beach, back to your apartment. The sun would dry your hair by the time you walked back into the tiny place one of Billy's uncles managed to find for you on such short notice. Then you would make breakfast - pancakes or scrambled eggs if you were feeling fancy, usually just cereal though. You would talk and cuddle on the couch while flipping through papers, looking for jobs. Then there would usually be a job interview or a meeting of some sort, lunch and back to the beach. That's how life was for the first 2 weeks. You've never had a more blissfull time in your life. It felt like you were in your private little bubble of perfect happiness.

That's how you felt waking up on yet another Monday morning, Billy's head rested in the crook of your neck, his warm breath lightly tickling your skin. You smiled and ran your fingers through his curls to which he moaned quietly, nuzzling his face further into you.

"I've never been happier" you whispered, gazing lovingly at the boy. You ran your finger along the outline of his shoulder, then down his side and watched the goosebumps appear.

You were positive you were yet to have seen a being more beautiful than Billy. Nothing could ever compare to how soft his skin was, how his hair felt between your fingers or how stunning his eyes were when he stared at you through his lashes.

"I hope our kids have your eyes" the words left your mouth before you could even think. Most people would expect Billy to run as soon as he heard a girl say something like that. He would mumble something incoherent, get up and leave. That's what Indiana Billy would do. California Billy just smiled blissfully and nodded.

"I hope they have your nose. You have the cutest nose I've ever seen" his voice was low and raspy given he just barely woke up. It made your heart skip a beat.

"You want to have kids with me?" you've never talked about it. Sure it was something you thought about from time to time, he was the love of your life after all. But him also thinking about it was the last thing you would have expected.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm so in love with you it's crazy. I actually don't know how it's even humanly possible to love someone as much as I love you. I wanna have at least 2 kids with you. A boy first, and then a girl a couple years later. And I wanna raise 'em in a nice house with a backyard. And maybe even a front porch. Why not" you chuckled and shifted in the bed, so now your head was rested on Billy's chest.

"What else?" you asked, a big smile on your face.

"I haven't thought of names yet. But I'd love for the girl to have my mom's name as her middle name" you squeezed his hand hearing the uncertianty in his voice.

"That would be really special Billy. I love that."

"I bet Max would be around to help out with them, gosh she'd be the coolest aunt" you smiled at the thought.

Shortly after you jumped out of bed. Got dressed, grabbed your towels and headed to the beach. Billy was teaching you how to surf so it was especially fun. And the day went by. And then another. And before you knew it, a whole year passed.

Billy got a job at a car shop and enrolled in night classes at a local community college. He was studying buissnes, hoping to eventually open up something of his own. You went to college and worked part time at a diner. You moved into a slightly bigger apartment, with an actual bedroom. There was no puppy yet but after hours of convincing, Billy managed to get the landlord to agree to him putting in some colorful tiles in the bathroom. You cried when you first saw them. You went swimming on the weekends and despite not having much free time, Billy was still teaching you how to surf. Life was better than you ever though it could be.

The weather was particularly nice that evening so Billy insisted on going for a swim. It's been raining all week so you had to give up your usual beach routine and resort to watching movies (which really mostly ended up in making out and moving to the bedroom). Not that either of you minded, it was a nice change. You grabbed your towel and put on your flip flops, Billy already by the door, ready to go.

"Did you put sunscreen on your nose?" you asked, pulling your hair into a ponytail.

"Come on babe, I'm a Californian. I don't need sunscreen" he scoffed, making you raise your eyebrows.

"Did you already forget how red your nose was after we went surfing last week?"

"Oh come on, it wasn't that bad."

"Baby you made me put makeup on it cause you said you looked like Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer." his face scrunched up at the memory.

"You're right. Give me some of that sunscreen." you just laughed and handed him the bottle.

The water was really nice and there weren't many people at the beach, given it was a Wednesday afternoon. You were happy Billy convinced you to come. You had both agreed you weren't gonna become the people who live by the ocean and never go to the beach. The sand was warm, the breeze light and refreshing. The sun was just about to start setting and as cheesy at it sounds, you felt like you were the only people in the world.

What you didn't know was that in the pocket of Billy's jacket was something he's had for months. Something he had to call your mother several times about, to make sure he was picking the right one. Something Max made fun of him for obssesing over.

He watched you get out of the water, run to the blanket he was seated on and wrap yourself tightly in a towel.

"Oh boy it's getting cold" you mumbled drying your hair with a towel and pulling Billy's hoodie on. Your hair was messy and damp, there was not an ounce on makeup on your face, your cheeks were red and you looked the most beautiful Billy's ever seen you.

"Come here girl" he smiled, opening his arms. You gladly did, positioning yourself in his lap, head rested on his shoulder.

"I love you B." you whispered after a little moment of silence.

"I love you too. And I think you know cause I'm not exactly secretive about it but I wanna be with you forever." he ran his hands across your back as he spoke. "I love every single thing about you. You make me feel so excited for the future. I've never even wanted a future before I met you. You make everything so much better. You understand me like no one else ever did and I will forever be thankful you packed up your whole life and moved here with me. I can't count the times you saved my life." his voice cracked at the last sentence and you lifted your head off his chest to see tears gather up in his eyes. He reached for his pocket and got a tiny purple box out of the pocket.

"I know you deserve so much better than me" tears were streaming down his face as he spoke. "You're like a fucking angel. But you chose me and I want you to know I will forever choose you." he opened the box revealing a goregous ring with a small yellow-orange stone.

"Yes yes yes yes, of course Billy" you cried, placing both your hands on his cheeks and kissing all over his face.

"I haven't even asked you yet" he chuckled.

"Oh right" you brushed your hair behind your ears and reached down to grab his hand. He leaned forward and placed the sweetest, most gentle kiss on your lips.

"Will you marry me baby girl?" he whispered and you nodded, wrapping your arms around him and pressing yourself against his chest.

"Yes, of course, my god" you were overwhelmed with emotions. You were positive your heart was gonna explode from how much you loved Billy. There was nothing and no one in the world that could ruin this perfect moment. The way he chose to propose was exactly what you always wanted. No fancy dinners and people clapping all around you. No tacky flowers and spending crazy amounts on making it happen. Just the two of you, your favorite beach and a sunset.

"Do you wanna try it on angel?" Billy asked and you finally looked at him again.

"I do!" you were excited. You would have been just as happy if he proposed with a fucking spaghetti hoop but it was adorable that he picked out a ring for you.

"It's a garnet stone. I talked to your mom a bunch and she said it represents loyalty and I though you'd like the color" he explained, taking the ring out of the box and putting it on your finger. It was a perfect fit.

"I absolutely adore it B." you looked at it, tears in your eyes again. "I love you so much. So so so so much."

"I love you too baby" he smiled.

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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MASTERLIST

☁️ - fluff

😡 - angst

👀 - smut

1. california dream - the one where you and Billy move to San Diego and have a fresh start

part 1 "we're going"☁️

part 2 "you and me both"☁️

part 3 "you drive me crazy" ☁️

part 4 "i've never been happier" ☁️

2. second chances - the one where Billy cheats 😡☁️

3. dating Billy would include ☁️

4. as long as we're together - the one where Billy falls for a boy ☁️

6. fluffy billy headcanon ☁️

5. midnight confessions - the one where Billy needs someone and you're that someone ☁️👀

7. driver's ed - the one where Billy teaches you how to drive ☁️

8. be my mistake - the one based on "be my mistake" by the 1975 😡☁️

9. you don't have to do this alone - the one where Billy helps a girl out 😡☁️

10. science project - the one where Billy likes the new girl ☁️👀

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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i'm really sorry i haven't posted anything in a few days, it's just my birthday week and i've been going out a lot hahah i'm in the middle of writing 3 things rn and i promise i'll post them all by the end of the week! pinky promise!!! it's also leo season let's gooo. i'm way overexcited for my birthday but it's my favorite day of the year and i will now stop okay thank you for your attention bye bye.

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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Hiya love ❤️ I was curious if you could maybe do a BillyxReader where the readers dad is supper abusive mentally (at first), but one night when Billy is over at her house her dad hits her and then Billy steps in? Sort it if it’s to specific. It’s just kinda how my life was a while back. I love your writing ❤️❤️

just posted! hope you like it angel 💜💜💜

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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An imagine where the readers dad is also abusive and she sneaks out after a particularly bad fight and billy finds her walking on the side of the road all bloody and bruised and just offers her a ride anywhere and they just drive. Just fluff and some angst. Maybe they aren’t really friends from school but have classes together so they know each other

posted! hope you enjoy it! 💜

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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you don't have to do this alone

request: i decided go combine two requests I got because they were kind of similar

1."An imagine where the readers dad is also abusive and she sneaks out after a particularly bad fight and billy finds her walking on the side of the road all bloody and bruised and just offers her a ride anywhere and they just drive. Just fluff and some angst. Maybe they aren’t really friends from school but have classes together so they know each other" @queenbbarnes

2. "Hiya love ❤️ I was curious if you could maybe do a BillyxReader where the readers dad is supper abusive mentally (at first), but one night when Billy is over at her house her dad hits her and then Billy steps in? Sort it if it’s to specific. It’s just kinda how my life was a while back. I love your writing ❤️❤️" @tom-holland-fanfic

warnings: mental and physical abuse, mentions of blood, swearing

genre: angst, fluff at the end

word count: 2.1k

please please please be careful angels, if anything like this is happening to you please get help, you don't deserve to be going through that. i'm also in no way trying to romanticize domestic abuse or any other kind of abuse.

You fucking hated your family. You hated your parents, the shit they made you go through and that you couldn't say anyone about it. Your mom was too busy with her own stuff to notice what your dad did to you. But she must have known. She's seen the bruises and the cuts, the black eyes and busted lips. There was no way in hell she didn't know your dad was regularly hitting you, even if he always waited till she was gone.

It was really late and walking around alone probably wasn't the best idea. But you just had to get away. Being in that house was not an option. You tried to wipe some of the blood from under your nose as you walked, but not being able to see yourself made it really difficult. You were sure you just smeared in all over your cheek.

Tears slowly found they're way to your eyes, you didn't wanna cry but you were just so tired. You felt helpless and worthless. You couldn't run away, you literally had nowhere to go.

You were so occupied by your own thoughts you didn't notice a car approaching.

"Hey! Y/N? Is that you?" you turned your head to see no other than Billy Hargrove, the Hawkins' High douche leaning out from the window of his camaro. His brows were furrowed as he examined your figure with a worried expression. He was worried? "I must look like utter shit then" you thought to yourself.

"Get in!" he shouted over the sound of the music and you shook your head lightly. "Oh come on, I'm not gonna leave you on the side of the road like that" he turned down the music, his voice soft and maybe even comforting, in a way. You examined your options, ultimately deciding getting in Hargrove's car was the best you could do. You got in and buckled your seatbelt, without even looking at Billy.

"I'm gonna drive you home, okay?" he asked quietly, as if he didn't want to scare you.

"No, no I can't go home" you shook your head furiously, feeling panic take over your body. He put his hand on your shoulder and rubbed in reassuringly.

"Shhh, that's fine. I can just drive you around" you nodded and sinked deeped into the leather seat of his camaro. It was surprisingly comfortable, the faint smell of Billy's cologne lingering in the air. The soft music kept playing in the background as he drove and after a few minutes you were falling asleep.

Someone's hand on your knee woke you up. You jumped, scared it was your dad, ready to push him away. Looking around, you saw Hargrove's face and relaxed your body once again. You were sure if he didn't do anything when you were asleep, he wasn't gonna try anything now.

"Here, drink up" he placed a water bottle in your lap and you gave him a faint smile. You gulped away, just now realizing how thirsty you were.

"Thanks" you got out, handing him the empty bottle.

"Don't worry about it" he shook his head. "Okay, how about I clean you up a little?" he offered, reminding you of what had happened earlier. You grabbed the rearview mirror and squirmed seeing how awful you looked. Two black eyes, dry blood smeared all over your cheek.

"Fuck" you muttered examining your face. "Fuuuck this is gonna be a bitch to cover up"

"I have a first aid kit in the back. Can I?"

"Yeah, sure, thanks" as he reached back and under your seat to reach for the little box, his shirt revealed a bit of his chest, big purple bruises peeking out.

"Oh god Billy" you whispered, eyes wide.

"It's nothing. Can you turn to me?" you did as he said, still shocked. You've never noticed that before. Looking at his hands, you realized they were no signs of a recent fight, his knuckles free of cuts or bruises. He didn't have any bruises on his face either. You knew exactly what that meant. Tears started rolling down your cheeks and he swiped the gauze over your cheek. He didn't react at first, almost as if he didn't notice. His tongue peeking out from the corner of his lips, a focused expression on his face. When he finally looked up and saw you cry he just wrapped you in a hug. It wasn't intimate or even friendly, you didn't know each other well enough for that. It was awkward and almost forced but you appreciated it nonetheless.

"Hey it's alright" he whispered and pulled away a few minutes later. Your crying has stopped at this point but your face was still puffy and messed up. You were physically and emotionally drained.

"I'm sorry Billy" you managed to get out and he looked at you confused. You pointed to his chest. "I saw your bruises" you added.

"Oh that... that's from a fight" he sounded like he didn't even care to make you believe.

"I know it's not" you slightly lifted the hem of you shirt revealing similar bruises all across your torso. "See?" he reached out and ran his fingers over the marks. Some where purple and blue, some older ones faded to shades of yellow and green.

"Your dad?" he asked and you just nodded.

"Yours?" he did the same. You sat there in silence for a little bit. You fiddled with your fingers having no idea what to say. Billy was the one to break the silence.

"Y/N?" you looked at him "I'd really appreciate it if you didn't tell people about this" he stopped and let out a sigh. "Please?"

"Of course Billy" you reassured him. "I won't tell anyone" you gave him a faint smile.

A month later you found yourself being around Billy a lot more than you ever have before. He sat next to you in the classes you had together and usually ate lunch with you. Neither of you spoke about the night he picked you up from the side of the road but you did weirdly start taking care of each other. It wasn't unusual for Billy to climb through your window in the middle of the night, bloody and bruised. There were also more than a few times when you ended up walking to his house, throwing rocks at his window and finding a strange comfort in his company.

When your English teacher paired you up for a project neither of you minded. You were doing okay in school and Billy, despite what a lot of people thought, was very smart too. It's just hard to focus on school when your home life is fucked up.

You both decided to go over to your house after school and start working on the project, your dad was supposed to be working late so there was a good chance no one would bother you.

You opted for your room as the work space, spreading your materials on the floor. It was going well and 3 hours in your decided it was time to eat something. You ordered pizza and went downstairs to chill on the couch before it got there, taking a much deserved break.

After 30 minutes the door bell rang and both you and Billy stood up.

"I got it" he smirked and rushed to get the food before you could say anything.

"What the fuck?" you heard your dad's voice from the door and you felt your hands start to shake. "Who are you?"

"Hello sir, I'm... I'm Billy Hargrove. I go to school with Y/N and we were just working on a project" despite his attempts at sounding confident, you could sense the panic in Billy's voice. You heard the door slam and in the matter of seconds your father was standing right next to you.

"So that's how it's gonna be huh?" he asked, making your whole body tremble. "Now you're gonna start bringing boys over to my house, like a fucking slut" he grabbed your arm and you shook your head.

"No dad, I'm sorry. We were just working on a project" your voice was just as shaky as your figure.

"You might be dumb but I'm not" his words were filled with disgust. "If there was anything in that head if yours you'd know better than to fucking lie to me" his grip on your arms was becoming stronger and you closed your eyes in pain.

"I'm so sorry dad" you shook your head.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you" he yelled. "I bet if fucking excites you, doesn't it? That a boy even wants to look at you" your eyes filled with tears as he spoke. "But you know better than that don't you? Just look at yourself. No one would ever want a bitch like you" you sobbed at his words, knowing it would make him even more mad but unable to stop yourself from crying any longer.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" you wept and shut your eyes again.

"What did I fucking say about looking at me?" he shouted and released one of your arms just to slap you across your left cheek.

"Let her go sir" Billy spoke, catching your dad's attention. He was scared to makes matters worse for you but he really couldn't wait to see you in pain again.

"Excuse me?" your father let go of you, walking towards Billy. "You're gonna tell me what to do now? In my own house?" you saw fury in his eyes.

"I think you went a little too far sir" Billy stood tall, seemingly confident. He looked over at you, motioning to his keys laying on the couch. You shook your head. You wasn't going to leave him alone.

Your dad pushed him against the wall and you let out a scream. Billy's facial expression didn't change.

"What now pretty boy? Would be a shame if someone messed up that face of yours huh?" he swung his arm hitting Billy right in the cheekbone. Then another one in the stomach.

"Leave him alone!" you ran towards them, trying to get him off Billy but he pushed you away and into the bookshelf, making your hit your head.

"Y/N get into the car" Hargrove hissed through his teeth but you saw your dad get ready for another punch. Your head was spinning slightly as you reached for the vase on the coffee table.

"Let go of him" you positioned yourself behind them with a secure grip on the glass vessel. Billy's eyes widened as he realized what you were about to do. Your dad didn't even acknowledge your words, delievering another punch to his face. You swung your arm, the hit landing in the back of his head as the vase shattered into pieces.

"You piece of shit" he mumbled turning to hit you. Hou dogded him, making him lose balance and Billy pushed him into the coffee table. Before he could ever think about getting up you ran out, clutching Billy's keys in one hand and his keys in the other.

You quickly got him into the passanger seat, running over to the other side. You saw your dad in the door as you drove away.

You didn't know where you were going but you needed to get away. You drove and drove before finally stopping at a random gas station, at least 20 miles outside Hawkins.

You looked over to Billy to see him scanning your figure, his eyelids heavy from the blows he took to the head. There was a cut on his cheekbone and his bottom lip was busted, other bruises already forming on his face.

"I'm so sorry Billy. I'm gonna clean you up. I'm so sorry" he reached over the took your hand in his.

"It's okay. It's not your fault" he rubbed your knuckles reassuringly. "I probably made it worse for you, didn't I?" you saw guilt in his eyes and you just shook your head. Never letting go of his hand, you reached for the first aid kit.

"I think I'm gonna talk to Hopper" you announced, a gas station hot dog in your hand.

"Really?" Billy didn't expect to hear that from you.

"Yeah. I don't want to keep going through it anymore" you admitted and he nodded "And now that he also hurt you" you hesitated before intertwining your fingers with his. "I don't want him to do something to you."

"I think it's a good idea" he gave you a small smile. "I'll go with you."

"Really?" you said hopefully. You wouldn't ask him to do it but you knew it would be much easier with him by your side.

"Of course. You don't have to do this alone anymore".

US domestic abuse hotline is 1-800-799-7233

The link for domestic violence hotlines in the different parts of the EU is here.

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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sooooo i usually don't really talk about my personal stuff here but i just found out i got into university!!!!! and i'm just so excited!!! it's the best uni in my country and i'm got into english studies which was my dream major so i'm super freaking excited aaaaaaaaaaa

hope everything is going good for you, if you need someone to talk i'm here ya know, love youuu

anyway i'll be posting more stuff tomorrow cause i just spent today celebrating ☺👼🏼💜

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hoeforbilly · 6 years ago

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be my mistake

summary: billy leaves his girlfriend behind when he run away from hawkins, slowly realizing his life makes no sense without her

warnings: implied smut, swearing

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 1.9k

based on the brilliant song Be My Mistake by The 1975

And be my mistake

Then turn out the light

She bought me those jeans

The ones you like

Billy let out a sigh as yet another girl walked up to him at the bar, giving him a seductive look. If only they could live him the fuck alone to mope around and get sad about where he left things with the girl he now was sure was the love of his life.

"Those jeans are doing wonders for you, pretty boy" she laughed, sitting next to him. He gave her a forced smile and a nod, the thought of you never leaving his mind. He got these jeans at a thrift store with you, during one of the many unique dates you took him on. The left back pocket was ripped out so you sew in back on for him. He cursed under his breath realizing, yet again, he couldn't get you out of his fucking mind.

Not even an hour later he was entering his hotel room, the girl hanging on his arm. She reached over to turn the lights on but he promptly stopped her, not really wanting to look at her. As cruel as it sounded he just couldn't bring himself to put his eyes on her for longer than a few seconds.

"Leave it off" he mumbled before falling down on the bed. She wasn't you but maybe she'd be good enough for now.

I don't want to hug

I just want to sleep

She draped herself over Billy's chest, both breathing heavily. He let her lay there for about 30 seconds before gently pushing her off of him and turning his back to her. Thankfully she got the memo and didn't try to cuddle him any more. They layed like that for a bit before he couldn't take it anymore.

"I want you to leave" he got out, turning to her.

"Excuse me?" she had a somewhat disguisted expression on her face.

"I can drive you or get you a cab or whatever. I just... I gotta be alone." he didn't really feel bad about kicking her out and that's why he didn't apologize.

The smell of your hair

Reminds me of her feet

He didn't wanna tell her that but she was nothing. Nothing compared to you. Her neatly styled hair couldn't stand a chance with how goregous he thought your fucking pinky finger was. His heart was heavy at the thought of the tip of your nose, though while he had her whole body in front of him, he didn't feel a thing.

So, don't wait outside my hotel room

Just wait till I give you a sign

'Cause I get lonesome sometimes

She was leaning on his door, dark hair falling on her shoulders, short dress riding up her thighs. Most guys would swoon over her but Billy didn't even notice her beauty. She wasn't ugly, she had a nice body. That's all she was to him. Seeing her like this made him furious.

"Why the fuck would you come here huh?" he asked upon approaching her figure. She shot him a glance and quickly looked down on her feet. "I said I'd call you" he added.

"You only want me when you need something. What about me? About what I need?" her words were bitter. He scoffed, rolling his eyes. God how she hoped he would look at her for longer than 3 seconds. How she wished he would notice her.

"You knew how it was gonna look from the beginning. Don't get fucking sappy on me now" his voice was cold and he knew he'd hurt her but he really couldn't care less. She'd come back as soon as he called.

Save all the jokes you're going to make

Whilst I see how much drink I can take

Then be my mistake

Seeing her cry in front of his room made his heart soften a little. He didn't mean to make her cry like that. So reluctantly, he forced himself to take her out. She wore her best dress, bough new heels and got her hair done. But now matter how hard she tried his eyes didn't stay on her for longer than a few seconds.

They say down at the bar, he ordered whiskey and pulled out a smoke. She tried to hold a conversation, telling him jokes and stories, but they went over his head. He nodded politely as he kept ordering one drink after the other, hoping the alcohol running through his veins would muffle out the sound of your voice ringing in his head.

"Let's get out of here huh?" he suggested, leaning over to her, eyes heavy. She nodded, helping him up. They ended up in his room again, him on the bed, her on top of him. It was how they always ended up.

I shouldn't have called

'Cause we shouldn't speak

He was at a payphone, tears rolling down his cheeks. You didn't pick up the phone, he missed you so fucking much he couldn't breathe. Mindlessly he dialed her number. She picked up after 2 signals.

"Hello?" her voice was quiet.

"This is Billy. I shouldn't have fucking called you but I feel so bad. I've been feeling so fucking bad for weeks now and I..." he stopped. This is the most he's ever said to her. "Can you come pick me up? I'm at a payphone and I can't drive right now. I'll pay you for gas." she agreed and not even 20 minutes later he was seated in her car. He stopped crying and was as unapproachable as ever. He muttered a "Thanks" and handed her 20 bucks as he got out of his car. She tried to say something but he slammed the door and didn't even look back at her until he heard her call her name.

"You can talk to me Billy" he chuckled at her words and left without saying anything. Of course he couldn't. He didn't want to fucking talk to her.

You do make me hard

But she makes me weak

She had a good body. He felt his pants tighten around his growing buldge. His eyes were hungry as he scanned her naked figure. Lust was the only emotion he ever felt towards her. She was attractive, some would even say breathtaking. Long dark hair, tan skin, thick lashes framing her deep green eyes. Lips plump as she swayed her hips before him. She did make him hard, there's no denying that. But whenever he would notice something about her it made him mind go right back to you. Her moans made him think about your laugh.

"Touch me Billy" she moaned into his ear. He did. He put his hands on her but it was your name on his lips. Your smile under his eyelids. Your scent lingering in his memory. Seeing you reading was better than seeing anyone naked. Just thinking about kissing you make his knees go weak. He quickly stood up, pushing the girl away.

"I gotta go." his voice was faint. "I can't fucking do this anymore" he swore he'd rather die than step his foot in Hawkins ever again but he couldn't live like this any longer. Being away from you was fucking killing him.

That same night he left his hotel room, got in his Camaro and made his way back to Indiana. His heart was pounding. He wad so mad at himself for not doing it sooner. He was hoping it wasn't too late to come back to you. Billy's heart was pounding as he entered the familiar town. He would have never expected to be happy to be in this goddamn town but boy was he beaming.

He noticed your father's car wasn't in the driveway, meaning you were either gone or home alone. His heartbeat picked up as he got out of the car. He knocked on your front door, hands shaking violently. Not more than a minute passed and there you were. Messy hair, sleepy eyes, nothing but his old t-shirt and a pair of socks covering your body. You looked like a fucking angel and he felt tears start to gather in his eyes.

Billy Hargrove was on his knees in your doorway. Your Billy with his piercing blue eyes, his gorgeous lips, his curls, everything about him just so real and so close to you all of a sudden. You dropped down to your knees and held his face in your hands. He sobbed and seeing him like that made your eyes water too. Your Billy came back for you.

"I'm so sorry Y/N" he cried into your your neck as you held him close. You managed to move him to the couch and as soon as you did he pulled you into his lap and held you as close as possible.

"Shhh baby, it's all good. It's all good. I love you. I'm here. I love you" you ran your fingers through his hair, scratching the back of his neck lightly. He was slowly relaxing in your arms, though tears kept streaming down his cheeks. You've never seen him so distraught, not when Neil took him over the edge, not when he climbed through your window night after night.

"I'm so sorry. I was so dumb. I don't deserve you" his cries were desperate, muffled by your shirt.

"Billy look at me" you pleaded but he kept his face buried in your neck. "Please B. Look at me" he slowly raised his head, sniffling. You placed your hands on his cheeks, wiping his tears with your thumbs. A small smile appeared on your lips.

"I love you. I've been in love with you since the day I met you. And I'll be in love with you for the rest of my life" he took a deep breath, nodding slightly. "I missed you so much. But I knew why you had to go and I didn't want to hold you back." he opened his mouth but you quickly shook your head. "I know I was. I need you to be happy Billy. And I know you can't be happy here" your voice broke at the last words, this time it was Billy shaking his head. His hands tightened around your waist.

"I thought so too babygirl. But as soon as I came back it's like a weight was lifted off my chest" he smiled and stroked your cheek softly. "Every place I went I felt like there was a fucking hole in my heart. No matter what was going on you were the only thing on my mind. I was more miserable than I ever was here" he admitted. You leaned in and brushed your lips over his. It was a soft kiss, one of the most delicate ones you two have ever shared. Billy was just as passionate and hot-blooded as he seemed. You taught him how to be gentle, how to slow down and take a breath. He felt like he hasn't been able to breathe unless he was with you.

"So you're staying?" you felt his eyelashe flutter on your cheek.

"I'm staying with you. If you wanna move the fucking moon, so do I. I'm not leaving you anymore. You're stuck with me babygirl." he pressed a kiss to the tip of your nose.

"Forever?" you made sure, brushing blond strands out of his face.

"Forever baby."

i love this one and i hope you do too! 💜

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