Runaway ~ (Completed) ✅ ~

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(y/n) - your name

(y/f/n) - your full name

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The sweltering heat was painful and agonising, vision blurred from the heat that rose from the concrete road and legs burned as the girl didn't stop walking. She couldn't stop, wouldn't in fear that those creatures would catch up to her and take her back to wherever she woke up from. She held the backpack tightly in her arms, her single fist still holding the necklace securely as she wracked her brain about who she was. 

Everything was fuzzy and unclear, not even being able to remember her name. There were flashes of uncertain memories but nothing that could tell the girl who she was.

The files!

The girl kept walking as she opened her bag, taking out the files to see if they had anything on her. She sifted through, seeing an image of a girl and her name but she didn't know if this was her. She read through the information, seeing a note that this person had a large birthmark on the side of her right outer thigh. The girl quickly pulled up her dress to check and low and behold, there was the same birthmark that matched the photograph in the file.

I'm (y/f/n)...

(y/n) read through the entirety of the files and the paper, trying to understand where she woke up in, why she was unconscious and what happened to her before all this. There was all this mumbo jumbo about demons and evil creatures from a place called the Upside Down, photos of people she used to know. She recognised them, a feeling that she was close to each person until she stopped at a picture of a certain someone. Her heart lurched seeing his deadly calm expression, a cigarette held between his lips. He had beautiful blue eyes and gorgeous curly dirty blonde hair styled in a mullet, dressed in an all-denim outfit. There was something about this man, her heart racing in her chest as she stared into his eyes.

Billy Hargrove...

(y/n) read everything there was on him, taking note that he had moved back to California which was his old hometown before he moved to Hawkins. She decided that that was where she would go, hoping that Billy could help her understand everything that had happened.

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Billy was unpacking the boxes, putting away (y/n)'s stuff in a separate bedroom from his to keep all her stuff safe behind locked doors. He sat on the bed, looking through the box that had all the photos from this year during the summer holiday before they started working. It was mostly photos of him in the moment of a random activity or him smiling for her in the photo. Of him coming out from under his car to wipe the oil from his face, when he was on a shift at the local pool, when he was waking up in bed and grumbling at her, when he was driving or when he was just smiling in general. (y/n) loved his smile.

Billy smiled as he took out a specific photo, seeing (y/n) with a surprised look in it when he grabbed her by her waist and kissed her cheek to take the photo. They were at the field of lily's Billy took her the Snow Ball night. He remembers he begging him to rip up that photo, saying she didn't look good photogenic but he thought she looked lovely. Plus it was payback for all the times she surprised him by taking his picture.

There was more he had taken of her, when she had her bedhair when she had just woken up, her brushing her teeth through the mirror as he hugged her from behind, when she wore a dress to try it on in the shops, when she hung out with the kids or when they made love late at night.

Billy sighs as he put the photos back in the box, taking the lid but stopping when a single envelope fell from a gap in the lid. He picked it up, seeing (y/n)'s messy handwriting on it the spelled out 'My Love'. He opened it, taking out a single photo. It was one that none of them had taken, Jonathan being the one to take the photo of both Billy and (y/n) together. They were standing beneath some fairy lights at a park for a night walk with the whole gang, Billy and (y/n) looking at each other with wide smiles as he held her by her waist. That was the night Billy knew he was in love with her, professing those words to her before leaning down to kiss her sweetly.