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So cool how The Lost Boys (1987) is only one hour, ten minutes and 57 seconds long. I love how it just ends there. Nothing else happens. All the pretty vampires are still alive and well, roaming Santa Carla to this day.
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Devil In Disguise
“You look like an angel.”
“Walk like an angel.”
“Talk like an angel.”
You hummed along with the melody softly as you did your usual afternoon run around the block.
Head phones on your ears and Walkman safely tucked into the pocket of your polyester shorts, you jogged without a care in the world.
Oh but you would wish you did care.
A familiar Chevrolet Camaro was speeding up to you, slowing down enough so his car would be out of your sight for the time being, Billy kept his eyes glued to the round globes of your ass peeking under those shorts.
Exhaling from the Marlboro he had just hauled from, he could feel his jeans tighten.
You intrigued him, you were relatively friendly to everyone at school, except him.
“Bitch.” He muttered before revving the engine loudly enough that it came over your music.
Irritated you pulled your head phones off to see who it was that interrupted your vibe.
“Douche bag!” You holler at him while throwing up your middle finger for extra measure.
The corners of Billy’s lips turned up in a taunting smirk, you had balls, for a chick anyway.
He blew down on his horn while gritting his teeth and hitting the gas petal harshly, gravel spraying up from under his tires, right into your direction.
You cry out angrily as the tiny rocks pelted hard into your skin, and glare as the car disappears down the road quickly.
Angrily you jogged the rest of the way home in silence, your teeth grinding together as you thought of Billy Hargrove and his smug smirk.
You didn’t find him impressive or something to fawn over like all the girls at school did.
He was a jerk who just happened to have a hot mullet.
Shaking your head, cheeks slightly pink from complimenting him in your head, you kicked your sneakers off and padded to the kitchen for a cold glass of lemonade.
Looking at the little hand written note your mother had pinned under a magnet on the fridge you groaned, she was away again selling Mary Kay beauty products and wouldn’t be home till Saturday morning.
Sighing you leaned against the counter and sipped your beverage while looking out the window spacing out for a moment or two.
“Guess I should do some homework.” You murmured while taking your hair out of its pony tail and sat down at the table doing exactly that.
The next day in the school parking lot, Billy leaned on the hood of his car with a cigarette hanging from his lips and watched you with brooding eyes.
You were walking with your head down, books clutched tightly to your chest and those damn head phones over your head.
Flicking his ash, he watched you for a moment before smirking as your eyes suddenly met his, mouthing some obscenity to you which earned him a death glare but he seen the subtle blush creeping across your face.
“Fuck off hargrove.” You spit as you pass by him, avoiding his hard blue eyes.
“Panties in a twist princess?” He retorted back with a scoff.
You stop with a dirty look on your face, “You nearly stoned me to death with that stupid stunt you pulled yesterday. You drive like a moron.”
Billy gave you a crooked smile and shrugged before flicking the cigarette butt at you, “Watch where your walking then.”
Glaring, you puffed your cheeks for a moment before turning on your heel and stomped away quickly, fuming.
God he was such an asshole.
Billy chuckled to himself before noticing a tiny flash of gold on the ground near where you had been standing just a few moments ago.
Bending down he carefully lifted a small gold hoop earring, one he was familiar with.
The ones you always wore.
And now another mistake you’d come to regret…
A/N: pt.1 is finally done, I’m ngl I just wanted to get the boring shit out of the way and get into the juice😫
#stranger things#80s#billy hargove x reader#billy stranger things#billy hargrove#billy hargove smut#billy hargove imagine#dark themes#stranger things fanfiction#stranger things smut
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OMG
Now ready to read on my Patreon <3 (obviously, again, not in correct order)




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