Miscommunication // Billy Hargrove x Reader
A/N: I actually like how this one turned out and I hope you like it too anon. Remember that feedback is greatly appreciated
Warnings: OOC!Billy, mentions of alcohol, and hinted (but not directly stated) at sexual activities
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3rd person POV
You were late. Well you and your boyfriend, Billy Hargrove, were late and it was his fault. You see you slept over at his house since you ended up getting too drunk at last nights party so you ended up staying the night at Billy’s house. He had other plans for what to do when you guys got to his house but once you stepped foot inside you passed out. He was bummed out that you both couldn’t do what he had in mind but what mattered most to him was if you were alright or not. So to him that meant making sure that you had enough sleep. Which resulted in you both sleeping in and waking up around the time 2nd period would start at first you were mad but you knew he had good intentions so you let it slide. But the people who wouldn’t slide were your friends. To be exact Steve Harrington and Nancy Wheeler. They were both teasing you asking questions like “why are you late?” And “What were you two doing so late at night which required you to stay over at Billy’s house?” You told them what happened but they still think that something else happened.
As the day progressed you started noticing that people were staring at you. This was a normal occurrence since you started dating Billy but, they normally looked at you with jealousy and envy for either becoming so close with him or by the fact that you are dating him, but now they were looking at you with pity. You swore you even heard someone tell someone else, “Do you think she knows?” And “probably not since they are still together.” That confused you ‘were they talking about you? Or were they talking about someone else?’ Either way you felt something was off and now you were going to find out what it was one way or another.
During your art class you noticed that the people at your table kept giving you that same look of pity and now you were sick of it. You were not going to be treated like some kicked puppy.
“So is anyone going to tell me why everyone is looking at me like I am some sort of kicked puppy?” I said sounding annoyed. “Well it’s about Billy…” one boy said looking at everything but me. “What about him?” I asked him starting to get angry. “I-i-its just tha-“ he was cut off because someone slammed the door open. “Stacy you need to start coming to class on time! I let you off the hook this week because you are new but I’m sick of you showing up to my class late. Come late again and I’ll give you a detention.” The art teacher said with a huff. I looked at this “Stacy” and I recognized her from earlier this week. Her and Billy were talking. Well it was mainly like her flirting with him and him not being interested in her. After she found out that Billy and I were dating I’ve been put on her shit list not that I really cared or anything since I don’t even know the girl. “(Y/n)…” the boy said trying to get my attention. “Oh sorry… what were you saying?” I asked feeling like shit for not paying attention. “I said that she’s the reason why everyone’s been looking at you like that.” He said still looking away from me. “How does this have anything to do with Billy…?” I asked starting to get angry again but my confusion was still overpowering that anger. “Well at lunch someone found them making out behind the gym… and apparently they both looked like they were having a pretty good time with each other.” He said finally looking at my face but still giving me that look of pity.
I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t. If I did I knew I was going to cry. “Excuse me can I go to the nurses office? I’m not feeling too well” I said with a shaky voice but still loud enough so that the teacher could hear me. “Sure (Y/n) there’s a project that’s going to be due next week we’ll talk about it more tomorrow so you can catch up” he said looking at me concerned. “Thank you” I said in a really quiet voice before I stormed out of the classroom.
Time skip to after school
“Jonathan!” I called out to him looking like a mess. Face red and blotchy from all the crying I did waiting for school to be over. He turned around really fast. I probably scared him. “What’s up (Y/n)? You doing alright? You look like you’ve been through a lot” he said looking concerned. “I’m fine but I was wondering if you could give me a ride home” I asked him ready to cry again. “Uh.. yeah. Sure. But doesn’t Billy drive you?” He asked looking confused. ‘He doesn’t know?’ “Yeah he does but I don’t want to see him right now…” I said letting a couple tears slip out. “Oh shit I didn’t mean to make you cry.” He said looking panicked. “It’s fine but can we go now? I don’t want to run into him” I said quietly. “Okay.. let’s go now then.” He said trying his best not to look worried about this whole situation. As we were pulling out of the schools parking lot Billy was waiting by his car and was looking around. Stacy walked up to him and threw herself at him and he wrapped his arms around her and laughed. At that moment Billy and I made eye contact. My eyes began to water and his eyes widened as he pushed Stacy away and got in his car.
I guess Jonathan saw too because I heard him mumble out ‘asshole’ I just looked down and quietly began to sob.
Time skip a couple of days
I haven’t been at school. I haven’t been doing a lot actually. I haven’t slept, I haven’t eaten anything, hell.. All I’ve been doing was crying, even after Jonathan brought me home all I’ve been doing was just turn myself into a sobbing mess. He hasn’t even called me, or stopped by to check on me, or at least to apologize and explain what was going on. Only my friends have visited but I haven’t gone out of my room to see them. I didn’t even ask who it was because, what’s the point!? I’m not even sad anymore I’m just done. Done with this whole situation. Done with dealing with him.
There’s a knock on my door. “(Y/n) there’s someone here to see you.” I sighed “who is it?” I asked my throat raw from the lack of care I’ve been giving my body and all of the crying I have done. “It’s the same boy who’s been visiting you everyday sweetie.” ‘Boy?…Everyday?… who is it?’ I stepped out of my room and walked down the stairs to see who it was and it was Billy. He looked awful. His eyes tired and red from what seemed to look like he wasn’t getting enough sleep and that he has been…crying?
Scratch that part when I said I was done dealing with him and that I’m over it I’m not and I’m not ready to face him. My mom looked at both me and Billy since it seemed that we were caught in some sort of stare off. She felt the tension in the air and decided to leave. “Well I have to run to the store to pick up some stuff so if you wouldn’t mind watching over (Y/n) while I’m gone that would be very helpful.” After she said that she left. No words passed for a couple seconds I took a step back and it seemed like he knew what I was about to do next since he started to walk towards me. As I saw him nearing the stairs I turned around and ran to my room locking the door behind me and went to my bed feeling my eyes sting with the tears starting to build up again. He knocked on my door “(Y/n)… open the door” he said his voice quiet and shaky. I said nothing I only started to cry. He put his forehead against the door and it sounded like he began to cry. “Please… open the door I need to talk to you.” He sounded broken… the carefree boy from California that I once knew was gone and replaced with a broken and vulnerable boy. I was going to say something but all that came out were sobs. “I’ll just tell you through the door then..” he took a shaky breath. “Harrington told me what people have been telling you about Stacy and I and… all I have to say that it wasn’t true…” I started to get angry. “What do you mean?” I stood up and walked closer to the door but still not close enough to unlock it. “Stacy is my cousin and on that day I wasn’t making out with her behind the gym… she told me that she was pregnant and decided to move back to California…So I congratulated her and gave her a hug you know. But I guess some people mistook that whole entire situation and spread that rumor about her and I.” I took a step closer “well what about the first day that she came here?… she was flirting with you.” My voice cracked, “kept asking if you had a girlfriend when you kept telling her that I was your girlfriend. I’ve been put on her shit list because of that you know.” I took another step closer, heart pounding against my chest feeling as if it was going to burst. “She just wanted to mess with me… she always used to rub it in that she was dating someone when I wasn’t. So this time I actually was dating someone and she got mad, first skeptical, but mainly mad since she wouldn’t be able to tease me anymore.” My hand was on the knob at this point door already unlocked. “Why are you just telling me this now?” I asked, ready to open the door. “I’ve been coming by everyday… everyday I came by and your mother would just tell me that you didn’t want to see anyone…” My eyes widened, ‘Shit that was him!? Why didn’t my mom tell me!?’ “I thought I was going to go crazy if I didn’t see you again.” His voice was still just as shaky as before. “Are you telling the truth?” My hand gripped the knob tighter, voice shaking. “Yes I am.” He gave out a shaky breath. Still crying. “You could even ask Max… even my parents and they’d agree and say that I’m telling the truth” he let out another shaky breath sounding like he’s ready to sob. I opened the door.
Both of us had tears streaming down our faces. I threw myself at him. And he caught me squeezing me tightly and still crying. I looked up at him and kissed him. He kissed back with so much passion and force that I know for a fact that my lips are going to be bruised but who cares. All I cared about was letting Billy know how sorry I was for doubting him. When we pulled away my head started spinning. Not because of the kiss but because of the lack of care I’ve been giving my body. Everything just started to hit me at once just like how I would have hit the floor if it weren’t for him holding me tightly against him. As if he’d let go I would have disappeared.
Time skip to later that night
I woke up. Head hurting and eyes burning from all the tears that were shed earlier. As I tried to get up I felt something pull me back and I crashed into something hard but warm. I turned around and saw that Billy pulled me into his chest. “Stay” he mumbled. I giggled and kissed his nose before attempting to snuggle into him. He pulled me back up to him and kissed me. “You missed.” He said as he pulled away. I laughed and snuggled into him trying to get comfortable. “By the way your mom said she’d be home tomorrow. Went out for date night.” He said the need for sleep evident in his voice. “Let’s just sleep. We both need it” I said pulling the blankets up around me. He wrapped his arms around me tighter and kissed my head before I fell asleep.