Birthday Surprise
A/N: As usual, Gif is not mine, whoops.
Pairing: Pre Ghost Billy x Fem Reader
Word Count: 4500
Warnings: Swearing and pot smoking
“Happy birthday to me” She groaned as she blindly smacked at her alarm clock. Flipping the blanket off of her face she huffed and blew some wild hairs out of her face before standing up and dragging herself to the shower. Only once the water was steaming and as hot as she could handle, did she step inside and let a happy groan escape.
“Y/n! Billy and Chris are here!” Her dad shouted down the basement stairs while she was still in the shower.
“Alright! Send them down!” She poked her soapy head out of the curtain and seconds later she could hear the stampede of feet down the stairs, both boys singing a rather horrible rendition of Happy Birthday, making her laugh loudly.
“Happy birthday Y/n!!” They both screamed and she could see their silhouettes outside of the light green shower curtain.
“Thank you guys,” She stuck her still soapy face out once more and both boys planted a kiss on either cheek. “But I am a little busy at the moment.” She closed her eyes quickly at the soap sliding down her forehead.
“Something we can help you with there, Y/n?” Billy grabbed the curtain from her but she pulled it closed quickly, making him laugh deeply. “You ain't even gotta open your eyes, love.” He and Chris, who you had called Rango for years, both laughed.
“Ha-ha.” She mocked laughed, “Just give me a second and I'll be out, can you find me a towel?” She chuckled, ignoring the feeling in her belly. Chris laughed easily and she was quick to add, “A real towel this time, Rango, not a hand towel.” She could hear him snap his fingers softly.
“I got you, girl.” He grabbed a towel from the shelf and tossed it into the dryer for her and she smiled.
“You're literally the best, buddy.” Y/n cooed, finishing rinsing her hair.
“What’s the plan, Y/n?” Billy asked loudly, and Y/n smiled to herself, knowing that he had flopped himself onto her bed in the next room. “We skippin’ today?” No matter how many years she knew Billy, his easy accent never failed to make her belly flutter.
“I haven't decided yet, but my mom is supposed to be coming through later, so I'm gonna have to stop and see her at some point.” Y/n’s heart fluttered at the thought of her mom coming, mainly who she would be bringing with her, but the boys didn't need to know about that part. She wasn't sure if she would be able to focus on school work today, not with what was going to be waiting for her. That and the fact that her two best friends in the entire world were willing to skip with her made her decision for her. “It’s been decided!” She shouted, turning off the water to emphasize her point.
“Wait!” Chris yelled and his footsteps were heard running across the basement floor, when the dryer slammed closed he scrambled back in front of the shower with his hand over his eyes, but you could see them spreading open slowly, the smirk on his face getting wider. “Come on, Y/n, reach for it!” He laughed.
“Come on, Rango, just give me the towel, it's freezing!” Y/n whined, sticking her arm out of the shower. He laughed once more before shoving the still-warm towel into her hand. Drying herself quickly and wrapping the towel around herself she stepped out of warmth and shivered immediately. “Alright, other room so I can get dressed.” She snapped her fingers and both boys went with a sarcastic grumble.
Once she dressed quickly to avoid anymore cold chills and rubbing the damp towel over her hair. “Alright boys,” Y/n smirked as she walked in and they were both looking at old pictures on the walls. “What are we doing today?” He walked over and pulled them both together, hooking her arms around their necks.
“It's your birthday, babe, what do you wanna do?” Billy reached up and patted the side of her face. Chris on the other hand was laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking looking at pictures on her wall.
“Hey! Those are great pictures, alright? We were just kids back then, man.” Y/n laughed pulling up a picture of the three of them in halloween costumes, around 6 years old. “It's been the three of us against everything since diapers, guys. We’re freaking graduating this year.”
“Well except the year you went to live with your mom.” Billy grumbled, obviously still not over that fact.
“Oh don't frown, darling, it's not cute.” She grabbed his cheeks and squeezed, shaking his head lightly making him crack a smile. “Better.” They all laughed and Y/n clapped her hands. “Coffee, smoke with dad, raise hell?” She questioned, putting both of her hands out, palms up.
“You got it, boss.” Chris slapped his hand against hers, like they had done for many years, and ran upstairs. Y/n could hear him already chattering away to her father.
“You coming?” Y/n kept her hand up-turned and looked at the man closely. “What’s wrong, bud?”
Billy looked at his best friend, seeing the genuine concern in her eyes and shook his head softly, giving her a small smile. “Nothings wrong, Y/n. Just remembering how much it sucked being stuck with Rango while you were gone.” He laughed, It totally wasn't because I was afraid you would never come back, no, of course not, he thought to himself shaking his head again. This time he reached out and slapped his hand onto hers like Chris had done and she smiled at him brightly. She’s going to be the death of me. He smiled back and they both took off up the stairs.
-
“So what are your plans for today Y/n?” Y/n’s dad asked once the three of them were upstairs and seated around the dining room table, passing around a freshly packed ‘birthday bowl’ her dad called it. “Don't forget your mother is coming later,” He gave her a knowing look and she nodded happily.
“Oh, there is no way I could forget!” Y/n smiled happily, “I think I may skip classes today though, I don't think I can focus, plus,” She raised a finger quickly when her dad opened his mouth to protest, “It is my birthday.”
“I will not allow you to skip, but what you three do when you leave here is none of my business.” Her dad raised his hands and looked away, making the three teenagers laugh. “I don't want to hear any plans now though, because then I will be an accomplice.”
“You got it daddio,” Chris shot her dad the finger guns and her dad shook his head. “We’ve talked about this man.” He shook his head harder. “If you must call me anything, call me Paul.”
“Dad? Pops?” Chris tried, and Paul looked like he was going to think about it but shook his head.
“I lied, don't even use my real name.”
“You got, Dean.” Paul shot him a thumbs up and everyone laughed again. “Ok,” Chris started again after their laughter died down. “What really is the plan?”
“Go to class.” Y/n shrugged, winking at her dad, who threw his hands in the air in mock exasperation. “But we really should be going soon,” She looked at her phone. “My mom will be coming around one o'clock and I wanna be back up that way before then.”
“Thanks for the smoke, Jake!” Chris shouted as he walked out the back door, throwing a peace sign in the air. Y/n rolled her eyes and gave her father a kiss on the cheek and waved him goodbye, Billy nodding his head at the man before he followed.
Once they were outside, Chris and Billy both looked to Y/n, who stood on the porch just a step above them. When she started pacing back and forth with her hands clasped behind her back like an army general, both boys stood straighter, hands stiff at their sides.
“Alright, men.” She spoke in a deep voice, “Today we take down our enemy.” She spun harshly on her heel and turned around again. “Our enemy? Continuing a single day more being un pierced.” Billy dropped his head in laughter and Chris’s mouth gaped open, before they both rested their faces, mock seriousness returning. “Today we face our fears, today we add a truly useless hole to our bodies.” She stopped in front of them. “Are you ready?”
“Yes sir!” Both boys shouted in unison and raised their arms in a salute, the three of them saluted each other, none of them breaking the serious moment.
“You three are idiots.” Paul said, hanging half out the back door, hand in the mailbox.
-
Y/n smiled brightly at their backs as the boys both ran ahead, climbing walls and jumping over each other with the ease of many years of practice and trust. Billy was jumping back and forth between two pillars, getting closer to the top with every jump, huge grin on his face.
“I don't know how you can manage to still do that, man.” Chris huffed, standing beside Y/n with a cigarette between his fingers, passing one to Y/n. Both of them looked up, Billy almost to the roof now.
“Don't be a pussy, Rango, this is fun!” Billy grunted out, hand slipping and Y/n gasped, but he pulled himself up with the hand already on the roof. “Don't worry, love. I'm alright.” He winked at her, dangling his legs off the edge, chest raising and falling quickly.
“Are you done now, monkey boy?” She put her hand over her eyes to block the sun as she looked up at him. He looks like an angel, her brain supplied and she looked away quickly. “We’ve got places to be and things to get pierced!”
Billy shot her a smile and began his descent to the ground, Y/n grinning when he landed on his ass in front of her. “Meant to do that.” He grinned and held his hand out to her, when she reached her hand to him instead of pulling himself up, he pulled her down with him. Billy wrapped her in his arms and she struggled, to save face of course, because she wouldn't let him know how badly she wanted to be in his arms every night. “Just accept it, love, accept it.” Billy cooed in her ear, causing the hair on her arms to stand up straight with goosebumps.
“Let’s go, guys, flirt later.” Chris rolled his eyes, smiling at the two of them. He knew. Chris may have been an idiot but there is no way that he could miss the looks that his two best friends gave each other. “Let’s go, let’s go.” He clapped his hands, ushering them both up.
-
After taking much longer than it should have the three friends, panting and smiling, made it to the tattoo and piercing shop. Y/n set her shoulders back and pushed open the door, not waiting for the other two. “Alright boys, this is it.” She clapped her hands, rubbing them together. “Who knows what they want?” Looking back at the boys, Billy with a wild smile but Chris looked like he was going to be sick.
“Well I know what I want, so I'll go first.” Billy winked at her, unzipping his blue hoodie and throwing it onto Chris who batted it away. Billy walked to the counter and whispered to the man behind the counter who nodded quickly, holding out his hand and Billy slapped his ID into the man's hands. “Wanna be matching, Y/n?” He winked at her as he pulled off his t-shirt.
Y/n blushed instantly, and Billy smiled at her, “I will not be taking my top off in front of you idiots.” She rolled her eyes.
“Nothing I haven’t seen before, love.” Chris’s eyes widened and Y/n blushed again, hiding her face.
“Wait, what?” Chris looked back and forth between the two of them but when neither would look at him, he rolled his eyes. “I always get left out of everything.”
“You can join us next time, buddy.” Billy grinned at her and Y/n stuck her tongue out at him.
“There will be no next time!” She shouted.
“Why wasn't I told about the first time?!” Chris waved his hands wildly, Y/n waved her hand in his direction dismissively.
“Are we doing this or what?” The man behind the counter asked with an amused smile on his face. Billy nodded and hopped up onto the chair the guy had set up while they were talking. “I don't get many guys in here asking for nipple piercings.” He chuckled and Billy laughed with him.
“I'm not most guys, mate.”
-
Once the three of them were all sporting red and swollen new piercings, Billy pulling his shirt loosely over his torso with a pained face, Chris rubbing his temple careful not to touch the new eyebrow ring, and Y/n trying not to sneeze and irritate the new stud in her nose.
“Well that was a few hours killed, what now?” Chris asked, stretching his arms upwards. Y/n pulled out her phone and checked the time.
“It's ten now, so lets head back up town and we can grab something to eat on the way. I gotta be at Dan’s house by twelve thirty.” Y/n smiled to herself, catching Chris’s eye. “We can meet up after I'm done with my mom, yeah?” Billy nodded back.
“I’ve got a few things that need done before tonight anyways, so i'm gonna bail out now.” Billy leaned forward, pulling Y/n into a careful hug and reaching out to bump fists with Chris. “Let me know what's happening.” He smiled at them both and took off at a run down the street.
“We’ve got to discuss this, you know that right?” Chris looked at Y/n with a stern face. “Why didn't you tell me?”
Y/n rolled her eyes, turning to walk back the other direction. “It wasn't important.” She shrugged. “Where do you want to eat?”
“Don't change the subject, Y/n.” Chris stepped in front of her and she sighed heavily. “This is massive, Y/n, why didn't you tell me?” He put his hands on her shoulders. “When was this?”
Y/n dropped her head to her chest, “Beginning of summer before junior year, it really wasn't a big deal, man.” She shrugged her shoulders, but not convincingly. His eyes widened. “Stop it, Rango. Don't think about it too much. Can we just go get something to eat?”
“Y/n..” Chris tapped her shoulder quickly, “Don't tell me..” His eyes closed and he sighed when she wouldn't meet his eyes. “Jesus, Y/n.”
“I'm done talking about this, Chris.” Y/n threw her hands in the air and started walking back up the street. “Are you coming or not?” She shouted over her shoulder, Chris ran his hand through his hair and jogged up to her side.
The two of them walked in silence until they got to a pizza place just a few blocks from where she would be meeting her mom. Neither one spoke while they ate, Y/n not even meeting her best friend's eyes. Everything is ruined now, she thought to herself, he’s going to figure it out. She kept pushing a piece of pepperoni around her plate.
“Just say it, Y/n.” Chris pleaded suddenly, “You know I have so many things running through my head right now, please just tell me what happened so I can fucking relax.” Y/n stopped playing with her food and slowly picked her head up to face him. “Just tell me.”
“It was the end of year bonfire, we just got a little drunk and a little too frisky is all, we decided to just forget about it and move on. That’s why you weren’t informed.” She explained, keeping her gaze locked on him. “Nothing became of it, so that was that.” She looked at her watch, “I've got to get to Dan’s, but I will see you later, yeah? Look i'm sorry we didn't tell you, ok? Love you.” Y/n stood quickly, starting to feel like she was running late, her clock reading 12:15. She kissed his cheek and he mumbled his goodbyes to her back as she ran out of the restaurant.
“You’re a goddamn liar.” Chris mumbled, throwing a bill on the table, he grabbed his hoodie and ran out after her. Pulling a cigarette from his pocket, he slowed his walk until she was about a block ahead. Chris hated following her like this, but she was hiding something from him and he was going to figure out what it was. Y/n didn't keep secrets and suddenly he felt like he had missed something crucial. He knew exactly where Y/n was headed, so he wasn't worried about moving to keep up with her, but once she turned off the road he was cutting through yards to keep the distance short without being seen.
Y/n stopped at her uncle’s house, sitting on the porch, leg bouncing away. Chris was watching his phone clock tick on, lighting up a cigarette off the other one. “What are you up to Y/n.” He questioned quietly to himself.
-
Y/n sat on her uncle's porch, nearly vibrating with excitement, wishing she had grabbed a cigarette before she left Chris. She looked behind her when she heard the door open, “Hey Uncle Dan.” She smiled up at him and he patted her forehead softly. Dan, as usual, was holding a beer in his hand, clothes still stained from his day job as a painter. “Got a smoke I can get?” Dan nodded his head wordlessly, pulling the pack out of his overalls.
Y/n smiled a thanks at him as he handed her a lighter, lighting one of his own and letting it hang from his lips. “My sister on her way?” He asked her gruffly, getting an excited nod in return. “She coming alone?” He glanced down at the girl and she smiled back, shaking her head.
“It’s been months Dan.”
“I know, kiddo.”
-
Y/n stood abruptly and it caught Chris’s attention as a truck pulled into the driveway and Y/n ran towards it. Mom’s here, Chris smiled at the woman as she got out and wrapped her daughter in a huge hug. When the two women went towards the back seat, Chris stepped closer. No way. When the back door opened and Y/n started crying, he knew. Holy shit. When Y/n reemerged from the back seat holding a small child Chris’s jaw dropped, no longer caring about staying hidden, pulling out his phone as he crossed through the yards.
-
“Mom!” Y/n shouted, jumping off of the porch and throwing herself into the woman's arms. “Where is she?” She clapped her hands quickly and her mother smiled at her.
“She's in the backseat, Y/n. What did you think that I would forget her?” The woman laughed as Y/n ripped open the back door, tears instantly streaming down her face at the sight before her.
The little girl, just a year old, smiled brightly at her, waving her hands around wildly. “Hi baby!” Y/n cooed happily, making grabby hands at the child who reached her arms towards her. Carefully unbuckling the squirming child and removing her from the car seat, she climbed back out of the vehicle, hoisting the girl on to her hip. “Happy Birthday babygirl.” Y/n kissed the child’s head.
“You look good like this, Y/n.” Her mother smiled at her daughter a little sadly. “She misses you, you know.” Her mother ran a hand over both girls’ face’s. Y/n smiled at her mother just as sadly, nodding her head as more tears rolled down her face.
“I miss her too, ma, I really do. It's hard to believe that she’s already a year old.” Y/n looked at the little girl, eyes full of wonder.
“Um, Y/n..” Her mother warned, a smile plastered on her face. “Incoming.”
Y/n whipped her head around quickly, seeing Chris crossing the street, not bothering to even look. “Shit.” Y/n whispered, arms tightening around the little girl. He stopped right in front of Y/n, eyes flashing between his best friend and the small child. “Did you follow me, Rango?” She admonished him softly, no real malice behind it.
“Hello, Christopher,” Y/n’s mother smiled at the boy, but his eyes never even met hers in acknowledgement. She nodded her head and touched Y/n’s shoulder lightly before retreating to the porch.
“I knew you were hiding something from me.” He whispered, his own eyes slowly filling with tears. Y/n tore her eyes away from him when she heard the hurt in his voice. “I knew it was more than you told me earlier, I knew.”
“You have to know that this was for the best,” She tried to explain when she looked down, seeing his phone in his hand. “Oh shit, Rango, you didn't..” Y/n’s eyes widened as she started shaking her head quickly. “Please tell me you didn't.”
The two of them locked eyes and silence passed between them, the little girl in Y/n’s arms cooing is what broke the tension. Chris smiled down at the little girl and she waved her hands at him. Y/n chuckled lightly, looking at Chris once more. “Do you want to hold her?” She asked him almost shyly. When he nodded, mouth wide open, she smiled. “Go see your uncle Rango, babygirl.” He extended his hands to the girl and she reached for him.
“I'm so sorry, Y/n.” Chris said to the little girl, eyes flicking to his friend. “I panicked and I called him.”
Y/n nodded her head sadly, running her hand through the child’s hair. “Her name is Amelia, and today is her birthday.” She explained, Chris looked at her with a smile.
“Hell of a birthday present for you, isn't it?” He laughed and Y/n nodded.
“It was not a pleasant gift at the time, but then I saw her face.”
“She looks like you, you know.” Chris beamed at her, laughing lightly. “Better you over her daddy.” Y/n froze at the word and his own smile faltered a bit. “Wow, that word was a lot heavier than I could have imagined. What do you want me to do?” Y/n sighed and shrugged her shoulders, laying her head onto his shoulder. Amelia reached and grabbed at her face, Y/n playfully growling and pretending to bite at the little girl’s fingers, making her squeal and both of them laugh.
Y/n laid a blanket down on the grass and Chris lowered Amelia to it, the girl immediately crawled towards the grass. Y/n smiled, waving a hand and telling him to let her go, “She loves the grass.” Y/n sat in the grass herself and her mother called from the porch. “Just like her mama.” Y/n smiled up at her, that word hanging just as heavy in Chris’s ears.
Chris sat behind Y/n, causing her to turn to face him with her back to the road. The two of them watching Amelia pull grass from the earth and throwing it into the air, smiling when it blew right back into her face. When Chris glanced over her shoulder, he saw him. Billy was approaching them quickly and Chris’s mind went into overdrive.
“What are you going to tell him?” He asked her once he knew Billy was in earshot.
“Billy?” She questioned, when Chris nodded his head, Billy stopped walking. “I mean what am I supposed to tell him?” She sat up straighter, crossing her legs under her. “Hey Billy, you remember that night that we decided was better left not talked about? Remember how I left for a whole goddamn year?” She mocked, pointing her hands dramatically at Amelia. “Well this is what happened.” Y/n chuckled dryly, rolling her eyes.
“Well I hope that was good enough.” Chris stood up, brushing the grass from his pants. Y/n looked up at him in confusion. Chris nodded his head over her shoulder and her heart stopped. “Better out than in right?” He patted her shoulder and walked onto the porch with Y/n’s mother.
“Y/n..” Billy's voice came from behind her and she closed her eyes tightly, willing this to be a dream.
“Oh fuck.” She breathed out when he touched her shoulder, this was not a dream. “Billy.” His name was a whisper as it left her lips.
Billy stepped around her and sat cross legged in front of her, eyes wide and breathing hard. He didn't trust his voice to work so he just stared at her, wordlessly willing her to look at him. Y/n kept her eyes closed tightly, picking at a random spot on her shoe. Billy cleared his throat and when she opened her eyes and looked at him, the dam broke and more tears fell down her cheeks. Billy reached out his hand and wiped them away, eyes never leaving hers.
“Why didn't you tell me?” He whispered and she sighed heavily.
“I didn't think you would want this in your life.” Y/n shrugged, turning her head to look at her little girl. “I wasn't ready and I knew you wouldn't be either. Apparently this is the time, though.” She made grabby hands at Amelia and the girl crawled right over to her. She picked her up and set Amelia down in her lap, facing Billy. Amelia looked up at him and smiled brightly. “Billy, I want you to meet someone.” She grabbed a hold of her daughters hands and spread them open wide, “This is Amelia.” She looked Billy directly in the eyes and took a deep breath. “Your daughter.”
Billy took a shaky deep breath in and blew it out slowly. “Our daughter.” He whispered and Y/n smiled at him. “Amelia. I like that.” He smiled at the little girl, holding his hands out to her. Amelia grabbed a hold of his fingers and pulled herself up, bouncing lightly and gurgling the whole time. “Hello, Amelia.” He cooed and she giggled. Billy looked at the girl, glancing between the happy baby and her smiling mother. “Y/n, I want this.”
Y/n’s eyes snapped to him, her smile only growing wider. “I want this too.”
Amelia picked that moment to take a step towards Billy, toppling herself backwards in the process. Both Y/n and Billy reached forward, heads inches apart. Amelia who was sitting on the ground now, cooed up at the two of them. Billy nudged his nose into Y/n’s cheek, and when she turned her face towards him, he brushed his lips lightly over hers. Amelia clapped her hands together and they both laughed.
“She’s been waiting for this as long as we have.” Chris laughed out and Y/n’s mom laughed and nodded her head.
“You said it.” She agreed, smiling down at her daughter’s family, finally together.
~x
