Billy Hargrove POV
He's fucking touching her, and I can't stand it; why doesn't she let me hold her like that. I don't know how but when I saw her that first day, I was stunned by her beauty as she stuttered out her apology. Her hair, nose, lips, and cheeks were the first few features I noticed first. I thought they tasted and felt like cotton candy when I kissed her lips. I wish I feel her lips on mine forever, and she would smile at me like she is now.
"Look at the freaks over there!" Carol snickers. I look her way to see them looking at Ebony and that freak Vinyl.
"Watch it," I mutter with a look of pure rage on my face. I want to stomp over there and take her away from him.
"What's wrong with you? They're just freaks," Tommy says with a scoff. I get up abruptly and walk out, not looking at anyone heading to my car to have a smoke. My hands shake with anger as I light up my cigarette. I hear footsteps shuffling behind me, and I turn around slightly to see who it is. I've seen her before around Ebony.
"You really like her, don't you?" She asks. I take my cigarette from my mouth and glance her way with a curious look.
"I have no idea what you're talking about?"
"You like Ebony. You told her that you like her but she rejected you? Am I right?"
"Look I-"
"Just admit it, Hargrove! I can help you if you just tell me. You took my sister's first kiss in some jealous spiel. So I need to know if what I'm saying is true." I stopped and thought about how she reacted when I kissed her. Her lips were so plump I lost all sense and had to take her.
"I do like her, but she likes that freak." I scoff
"That's true but have you thought about why she likes him?"
"No, I haven't thought about it." I say bitterly.
"He reminds her of this crush she used to have when we were younger. His name was Donovan, but he disappeared without a trace. I think he ran away, but Eb thinks differently. We were in like seventh grade." She murmurs like she just remembers the story. I think about it and ask something I feel like I will regret, "So how do I get her to pay attention to me like that?" She smirks and tells me a plan; I must admit it's pretty well thought out. I agree and list what I have to do. 1. Stop being a jerk. It should be easy enough. 2. Keep smoking to a minimum. Smoking calms my nerves, so that will be a little harder. 3. Ignore her. That will be damn near impossible, but anything to get her. I throw my cig on the ground and head inside, sitting at my seat with my head down.
"Mr. Hargrove, why are you late to my class?"
"I had to use the bathroom real quick and splash some water on my face to wake myself up ma'am. I have a little sister who keeps me up with her music." I grit out as nice as I can, even though it's a complete lie. But the teacher believes me like the nut she is and continues teaching. I feel a lot of eyes on me, and I feel myself ready to blow, but I stop when I see from the corner of my eye that Ebony is sitting and watching me too, and I instantly calm down under her gaze, but I don't look her direction. Instead, I look down and doodle on the paper I have in front of me. Before I know it, the bell has rung, and I'm standing up. Walking to the next class, I notice the two dimwits that like to call themselves popular walking up to me, but I walk faster towards the gym. I've always been really good at track and basketball, so I get pumped up for it, almost forgetting that Ebony is in this class. I change into the guys changing room and go outside. I realize it's way too hot to wear a shirt, so I take mine off and hear sighing and look around to see the girls in class watching me. I hear a scoff beside me and turn my head slightly to see Ebony rolling her eyes and walking away. I ignore the girls and start jogging on the track. I feel the wind rushing past me, and my heart begins to beat a little louder, and I smirk a bit. I slow down, panting faintly. I wonder if she will like Max; she said she has a younger cousin, and Ebony seems like the type of girl to love kids. I'm not really into being around kids, but I can see some in the future with her. I can see myself really trying to prove to her parents that I would do my best for her when we get married, planning the whole engagement thing. We buy a house and decorate all the rooms, including one or two for our future children. I snap out of it when I feel a poke on my bicep. I turn to see the woman of my daydreams. Her eyebrows quirk up in a questioning manner, and I look around to see everyone going in. Then I realized I was just standing on the field looking like a crazy person; I blushed slightly, looking away.
"You good? Coach called you for about five minutes and just gave up after you didn't answer. I came to make sure you weren't in shock." She rambled; after my face returned to its original color, I looked at her, admiring how fast her lips moved, but when I saw them stop. I looked up to see her eyes widen in impatience and realized she wanted me to answer.
"I'm ok just got caught up in my thoughts thanks for snapping me out of it." I say as I start walking away from her, trying to ignore her and hoping she will follow me in curiosity. She did, and I mentally pumped my fist up in victory.
" It must be something deep have you out like that. I'm curious what were you thinking about Hargrove?" She asks
"Wouldn't you like to know?" I mutter lowly enough for her to hear it, though. And I look back to see her pout angrily and stomp after me, and I chuckle lowly at her cute expression. I walk a little faster so I can get changed. I change and see my dick hard from her touching me, and I roll my eyes and sigh. If I didn't think I had it bad before, I was fucking wrong. She only fucking poked me, and I'm already planning our future. I walk out of the locker room and see her standing by the guy's locker room. Is she waiting for me? No, she can't be; maybe she waiting for someone else. But as I see her eyes lift up to mine and she walks towards me, so she's close enough, I see my previous guess is true.
"Look you don't have to tell me I was just curious, but I just want to make sure it not anything dark you know."
