Requests - Open 18+

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“I’m not getting back together with him, never again - he’s an asshole - he’s...” you lost track of your words as Billy entered the canteen, looking you in the eyes as he sat down with Tommy and his friends.

You burst into tears. Carol sighed. “What are we gonna do with you Y/N?” You sniffled, wiping your face and looking down at your uneaten plate. “What happened?” Tina put a reassuring arm around you shoulder, sending daggers over to Billy.

“I broke up well, kinda broke up with him I’m still confused at where we are because ... well ...” you started to mumble. “He started yelling at me on the phone, calling me a dipshit, little shit, little bitch - I don’t know why or what happened, he then ignored me the whole of last night when tried to call him so I waited for a ride to school and he didn’t show up so I had to walk he hasn’t spoken to me all day”

Carol lifted her head, spotting Billy coming over. “all day? Sweetie it’s only been 2 hours, Talk to him” tina helped you wipe away your tears.

Billy stood by the table. “Princess, can we talk” you nodded and walked with him into the corridor.

“Why did you say that to me!” You whimpered quietly.

“Shhh shhh, calm down - look my dipshit sister kept interrupting me and I was yelling her to get off the other phone because it kept blocking my signal, and I’ll admit it was harsh words - my dad caught me and so I had to drive Maxine to the mall next morning to get her something from the mall with my money - anyway princess I really fucking like you ok” Billy waited for an answer. You thought for a moment - understanding how this checked out.

“I really like you too” you whispered, pressing a kiss to Billy’s cheek. “I guess i was being a bit insecure... but we can work on that - together. Carol says that her and Tommy always have to work on little things like that - I’m sorry for blaming you for everything” billy smiled and grabbed your hand, “how about we head to the janitors closet for some along time?” He chuckled.

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“Why don’t we grab some fries together - angelface” billy smirked at you, pearly teeth making his smile just that much more attractive.

That damn question started this.

You thought about it for a moment, closing your locker and looking up at him. “Where would we grab the fries?” Billy chuckled, thumb gently rubbing your cheek.

“The knew diner downtown - theres actaully a drive in movie place just next door, something about sixteen candles being on tonight” at those words you gasped a little, biting your lip to hide your excitement. Of course he knew you’d been dying to see that movie - Tina was such a gossip!

“Ok, I guess we can ... what time?”

“I’ll drive you home then pick you up at six, movie starts at 7, I was thinking I’m gonna need your number - ya know, just in case something happens” you giggled at the obvious trick, grabbing a pen from your bag and scribbling it down into your book, ripping it out then handing it to him.

“See you at 6”

He stood you up.

Coming to school the next day - avoiding you like the plague. So you avoided him too. He got you so excited. You wore your favourite outfit - matching lace undergarments underneath, along with a pretty necklace around your neck.

You waited 3 hours, knowing the movie was way past over now. So you waited for him to call - nervous, what if he got hurt? What if something did happen? He never called and left you crying yourself to sleep.

After a solid week he sat next to you in class. Not talking to you, turning to laugh with Tommy for a minute, before moving to face the front.

“Hey, Uhh - can I borrow a pencil? Angelface” you didn’t look at him, ignoring the way he looked at you. “Is this about last week? Look pretty girl I was busy - how about tomorrow we try again? Ya know I think you look real good in that skirt-“

“No, I don’t wanna go with you - you asshole” Billy heard the small crack in your voice. He’d never had a girl get this upset over one missed date.

“Why’re you so pissed? It was just one date?”

“I’ve had enough people stand me up in life, I dont need you to be added onto the list of people I’m always waiting for” Billy licked his lips. He’d hit a nerve apparently.

Before you headed out of class Billy grabbed your hand. “Look - I’m sorry, it wasn’t a personal thing - I think you’re sweet as hell but I got caught up” billy searched for the words.

“Why don’t we try again? Tonight?”

“You should’ve called”

“I should’ve called” billy agreed, fingers now reaching for your cheek again, brushing the skin beneath it. “You’re so fucking pretty” he kissed your cheek and smirked at you again.

“Ok...” you mumbled.

He stood you up again and again and again until you were too tired of crying your eyes out, accepting his dumb apologies and letting him back in everytime he messed up.

But he somehow always managed to weasel himself back into the question.

And one day he turn up.

Bloody and bruised. And it suddenly became clear as to why he kept standing you up.

“Why don’t we clean you up?” You kissed his nose and smoothed down his hair. Turns out you two weren’t so different.

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Billy was a heavenly escape from the chaos world around you.

The problem was that you found school hard. Harder than it should be. You struggled with math, science, English - seemingly everything. It put this shadow over your self confidence.

Often times you heard a few whispers by others calling you “Airhead” “dumbass” “Billy’s bitch” that really stung.

It was hard not being as good as other people - finding even simple math challenging at times. Billy let you escape that when you were with him.

He didn’t treat you like and idiot. He didn’t think any less of you even if you were struggling in school. In fact he tried to tutor you - that session ending up in making out but still, he tried.

He helped you find what you were truly amazing at. To give you something to feel good about - to show you how fucking amazing you were to him even if you couldn’t see it yourself.

Singing.

The two of you were on a simple drive around town, usually when you did this Billy turned his music up loud, revved his engine and drove fast into the night.

So he drove - so fast, music blaring.

So you sang - so beautifully, wind blowing in your hair as you smiled and giggled.

He nearly flipped the car with how fast he stopped.

“Baby!” He yelled. “That’s your talent princess!” Billy pulled you into his arms and chuckled. You were a little confused.

You could sing?

“Like an angel” Billy whispered - kissing your lips and pulling you into his lap. “So fucking talented” Billy kissed your cheek.

“Thank You” you smiled.

Even if you and billy had parted your ways since then.

You always remeber his face when you’re on stage.

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Billy watched you whisper to your friends. Giggling and smiling whenever he was around.

You didn’t even have to speak a word to him because he just knew how much you liked him. The way you bit your lip when he sat a bit to close. The little way you fiddled with your bracelet whenever he tried to speak to you.

It was hard trying to get a conversation going because you were so damn shy. Billy could be breathing in the same room as you and you’d be all flustered.

In fact Billy was so convinced that you were crushing on him he swore to Tommy that he saw his name written in a heart in your notebook.

I mean the boy was searching through the little diary after you’d asked to go to the bathroom, finding a whole little page about himself - a sweet little love letter written for him. It was so dirty. Billy chuckled, ripping the page out and tucking the paper into his pocket.