Experiment 000: Billy Hargrove X Reader

Chapter Thirty Five

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    Your fingers grip the toilet bowl like a vice as you hurl into it. Billy grabs your hair and holds it back as you once again throw up your insides. He lightly rubs your back and gives your shoulder a kiss.

"You're alright, sweetheart." He attempts to soothe you.

You stay silent, your face hovering over the toilet bowl until you don't feel the urge to upchuck whatever is still in your stomach. You stand up, Billy letting go of your hair as you close the toilet lid and flush the contents down. This is the third day this has been going on. You feel awful almost as soon as you wake up and then you throw up. You know what this could possibly be and it's not something you expected so soon.

"I think you should go to the doctor, babe." Billy says as you grab some toilet paper and wipe your mouth.

With a nod you say, "Yeah, I think you're right."

"Do you want me to go with you?" He questions while you grab your tooth brush and put some toothpaste on it, attempting to stop the shakiness.

You shake your head, "No, I'll be okay. You should get to work," you pause, looking over at him, "you're already late because of me."

"Everyone loves me there, they won't mind if I call out." He assures you.

You shake your head, "I'll be okay, hotshot. Plus, we need all the money we can get."

Billy sighs before planting a kiss on the side of your head, "Alright, just give me a call after, okay?"

You nod, "Sir, yes sir."

He chuckles and makes his way out while you brush your teeth. You're proud of him. After summer was over, Billy decided to become a mechanic. He absolutely loves it.

"Oh, is it okay if I take the motorcycle today?" He questions from the living room.

You spit out the toothpaste, "Yeah, go for it."

"Thanks, babe. I left the keys for my car on the counter." He says as you rinse out your mouth.

You spit out the water, "Thanks." You wipe your mouth with a towel as you hurry out of the bathroom, almost crashing into Billy on the way out.

He leans down and pecks your lips, "I love you."

"I love you too." You smile before he pecks your lips again. "Now get out of here," you jokingly push his chest, "make mama some money."

He chuckles, giving you one last peck. "I'll be home around 5."

"Can't wait."

He makes it out of the cabin and a couple seconds later, you hear the purring of your bike. He takes off, the sound dying in the distance. Perfect, now you can freak out. You run to the bedroom and grab the walkie talkie.