𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑬 - Billy Hargrove [1]

FOUR

FOUR|HALLOWEEN

Bernadette pulled the final curler from her hair, shaking her long dark locks and grinning as the curls fell perfectly. She fixed her long, flowy white dress, twirling around in front of the mirror.

"Birdie, you look so beautiful!" The girls complimented her, squealing with excitement as she posed for them. "Tonight is going to be perfect!"

Valerie drove the three to the party, parking outside the house infront of a blue Camaro. Each agreed that they would meet up during the night to dance, both Lilly and Val wanting to see their boyfriends first.

"Steve!" Birdie wandered up to her brother, quickly noticing Nancy stood quietly beside him. "Nancy, how have you been?"

"I've been good." Nancy answered awkwardly, not expecting the girl to speak to her.

"We got ourselves a new keg king, Harrington." Jason announced as he wandered over to the three, Billy beside him dressed in a leather jacket and black jeans.

"Yeah, eat it, Harrington." Eric joined in before noticing the younger Harrington sibling. "Well if it isn't the top bitch of the school."

"Wow, says the cheating bastard." Birdie flipped him off. "If I had known your giant ego was to cover up the fact you have a small dick, I would have never have slept with you."

"You fucking bitch!" Trish spat at the girl, wrapping her arm around her boyfriend. "You're just some shitty cheerleader."

"Birdie, don't." Steve warned his sister before noticing Nancy had wandered off, quickly leaving to find the girl.

"Have fun catching something." Birdie winked at her ex-boyfriend before turning to walk away.

"Oi, Bernadette." Trish yelled causing the girl to turn around. She threw her cup of pink punch down Birdies dress, laughing as it soaked through the material. "Pink always was your colour."

"Fucking bitch." Birdie cursed under her breath, glancing down at the pink liquid staining her white dress. She pushed through the crowd of drunk teens, escaping into an empty bathroom.

She dabbed a wet cloth on the stained material in hopes of saving it. The door opened beside her, startling her as she glanced over her shoulder. Her amber eyes met his baby blues.

"Sorry, I thought I had locked the door." She mumbled a quick apology, not realising the fabric had turned transparent and her chest was on full display.

He slowly locked the door, pouncing on her still form. His mouth was on hers, hands gripping her thighs and hoistering her body back on to the sink.

She slipped her fingers through his curls, pulling on the locks as she moaned against his mouth. His hands pushed her dress up her thighs as he pulled her to the edge of the counter and against his body. Her hands pushed his coat off his shoulders, nails scraping down his defined chest and abs.

He attacked her neck with open kisses as his hand pulled the fabric over her chest to grope her chest, twisting her nipple between his fingers.

"Billy." Birdie moaned, sliding her hand down his chest torso till it rested on his jeans. She tugged on his belt, desperately removing it as she wanted more.

He slipped his hand between her thighs, pushing her panties aside to push two fingers into her enterance slowly, pumping into her at the rhythm she rocked her hips against him.

"Good girl." He growled into her ear, capturing her lips once more and slipping his tongue into her mouth. He curled his fingers, smirking as she moaned his name louder, begging him not to stop.

Billy pulled his fingers away, stepping back to unzip his jeans and pushing them down his thighs. He pulled his member out of his boxers, Birdie gasping at the impressive size.

He pressed his lips on hers, deepening the kiss. They both groaned with passion as the head of his cock slipped into her hot folds. He slowly fucked himself into her, going deeper with each thrust. His hips met hers, hands groping her ass as she clawed at his shoulders.

Birdie leaned forwards, moaning his name over and over into his ear with each thrust. His thumb circled her clit, applying pressure as she melted in his arms. Her back arched as her orgasm washed over her body, his mouth attacking her chest as she begged him not to stop.

"You're fucking mine, you hear me?" Billy growled into her ear, his movement slowing as he finished, burying himself deep inside her as she moaned a small reply.

He stepped back, throwing away the condom before fixing himself and finding his belt. Billy grabbed his leather jacket off the floor, handing it to her as he gestured to the transparent material.

"Thanks." Birdie fixed her dress, throwing the large jacket over her shoulders to hide the pink stain. She watched him leave first, waiting a moment before slipping out of the bathroom.

"Birdie, where have you been?" Val ran over to the girl, pushing drunk teens aside to reach her. "Trish has been going around saying she made you cry."

"Trish is a lying bitch." She cursed the girl out, looking around the group of dancing teens. "I just had sex with Billy Hargrove."

"You did what?" Lilly screeched, staring at the girl wide eyed. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, I'm just as confused." Birdie smirked, noticing Billy watching her from across the room, ignoring the blonde trying to gain his attention.

"Was it good?"

"Better than good."