Runaway ~ (Completed) ✅ ~

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(y/n) - your name

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(y/n) snorts at the stupid and unnecessary title, one of the guys behind Billy glaring at her. "What are you laughing at!?" he snaps at her and she raises a brow at her.

"I'm laughing at the dumb title whatever your name is." at this point, a lot of people had turned around to watch the commotion, hoping to see a fight break out. (y/n) could see the guy she was talking to start to fume up and turn red in the face. Either this guy was embarrassed that (y/n) didn't know him and his name or he was genuinely pissed drunk and turning mad.

Billy watched the entire interaction with amusement, enjoying (y/n) talk off to this loser behind him. "You know what, fuck you! You're just jealous cause you know you won't ever be one of us on our level!" the guy snaps and (y/n) rolls her eyes, looking at Billy with a 'you kidding me' look and he smirks.

"Why would I want to be on your level? You're just a bunch of dumb guys thinking that the significance of a dumb title is so important, you forget it doesn't mean jack shit in the real world. I mean what company would hire someone with the title 'Keg King'?" Everyone was silent at that remark.

"Wow that was deep..." some drunk guy high off his ass muttered out from the crowd.

"You're such a fucking b-!"

"Drop it Hagan." Billy cuts off the guy and he sputters out, obeying like a lovestruck dog.

"But she-"

"I'm not repeating myself." Billy sneers in a threatening way and (y/n) raises a brow at him as he turns to shove the guy away. This Hagan guy glares at (y/n) but walks away with the other guys and she grins in victory, the crowd dispersing in boredom that nothing happened.

"Who exactly was that anyway?" (y/n) speaks up and Billy looks down at her in surprise that she was speaking to him in public, simply drinking away whatever was in her cup.

"Hagan, Tommy Hagan."

"Hmm, I don't recognise him but I guess it's cause he's not important." (y/n) shrugs and Billy chuckles.

"You have quite the mouth on you (y/n), maybe you shouldn't be drinking so much." Billy snatches the glass from her and drinks the rest, licking his lips with amusement seeing the annoyance on (y/n)'s face.

"Get your own glass!" (y/n) huffs out walking to the kitchen and Billy quickly follows behind her, leaning against the table next to her as she fills up two glasses. "Here." she passes one to Billy and he takes it. (y/n) leans her back against the ledge as she drank and Billy leans over her close, brushing his finger against his bottom lip and (y/n) looks away with a flush from that action.

"You look good in leather princess..." Billy sets his glass down, brushing his hand across (y/n)'s arm before laying on her waist. She looks up at Billy with wide eyes, as his other hand brushes her hair back from her cheek, tilting her chin up and pulling her close. "Was this your plan, have us match like the other couples here?" Billy grins noticing the heavy blush forming on (y/n)'s cheeks.

"No! I didn't know we would be matching!" Billy enjoys teasing her, his mind fogged and senses overloaded with the smell of her. 

Fuck he wanted to taste her, take those lips against his.

"(y/n)! Let's go dance!" a drunk Nancy grabs (y/n) from beneath Billy as he goes over the single thought that ran through his mind.

(y/n) chuckles and finishes her drink quickly, setting down the empty cup before dancing with Nancy in the middle of the dancefloor. The music thrummed through their bodies, the lights off and colourful strobe lights dancing with the beat of the music. All (y/n) heard was the music and nothing else, letting it take over her body as she spun Nancy around who giggles lightheartedly. Both girls danced together, (y/n) sighing out as she ran her hands through her hair.