𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐄 // Billy Hargrove

The drama

I woke up the next morning, a little bit cold. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that Billy was no longer next to me. It's understandable, I also wouldn't want my mom or Dustin to walk in on us cuddling. I sat up on my bed, replaying last night's events in my head, when I noticed something on my pillow.

It was a note.

"Thank you for letting me stay the night. And for everything else. I'll see you later – Billy"

Kinda sweet, not gonna lie. I just hope that he's okay.

I eventually got up and got dressed, ready to go to school.

"Morning, Dart! Got you some breakfast. Your favorite." I heard Dustin say as I got near his room. "I gotta go to school, but I'll be back soon. Sounds good?" He stepped out of his room as screamed as he saw me.

"Keep it down, squirt!" I said hitting him lightly on the head.

"You literally scared the shit out of me and I'm the one that has to keep it down?!" He yelled at me.

"Good point. Anyways, why are you talking to it like it's your new permanent pet?" I asked narrowing my eyes at him.

"Uh... I- uh- you see..." He stuttered.

"Dustin, you can't keep it! How many times do I have to tell you this?!" I whisper-yelled. "Do they know?" I sighed.

"No." He said looking down.

"You're in deep shit with this one buddy." I said before making my way downstairs.

"Hey!" Steve said as he approached me.

"Hi." I said hugging him.

"How are you? How was hanging out with Mr. Blondie?" Steve asked.

"He's not that bad, Steve. He's actually a pretty good company." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"You're kidding, right?" He asked me shocked.

"No, I'm not. I actually did enjoy my time with him." I told him.

"Whatever, okay. I already told you yesterday my thoughts on it." He huffed.

"I know, so please let's change the subject." I said looking up at him.

"Gladly." He said before putting his arm around my shoulders as we made our way inside.

We were in English, Steve and I sitting on our usual seats, but weirdly enough, the seat next to mine was empty.

Where was Billy? Was he alright? Did his father hit him again?

My thoughts were interrupted when he walked inside the classroom, his face looking better than last night. When he saw me, he smiled at me and smiled back. Suddenly I started to hear gagging noises in front me.

I looked forward and saw Steve fake gagging.

"Stop it asshole!" I said hitting his head.

"Ouch! That one hurt." He said rubbing his head.

"Good. That was the point." I said glaring at him.

"You're mean." He told me.

"And you're stupid." I told him. Steve placed his hand on his chest as if he was offended, which made me chuckle.