Built For Sin- Billy x OC

Chapter 2

I awake to the sound of the car turning off. I sit up wiping the drool off of my mouth and groan realizing sleeping in the car definitely wasn't the best idea. I open the door and stretch out my cramped muscles moaning as I get a charlie horse.

"Did you sleep alright? I thought you were dead you slept for so long!" My sister giggles as she jabs me in the side.

I roll my eyes "Slept like a baby with your music blaring in my ears." I look over at the the house taking it in. It's not nearly as pretty as our old house but it's not ugly either. The first floor is covered in brick and the second is white planks. It's bigger than the one we had which confuses me on how this is cheaper but I ignore it.

I turn around and look at the other houses. They're definitely all pretty but there's only one other like ours, it has roses in front of the windows and kids toys scattered around the front yard.

I continue looking around when I see a house with the prettiest car I have ever seen. It looks like a Camaro but I can't tell under the night sky. The only light on in the neighborhood is coming from their house. There is loud rock music playing in the only room visible from the front of the house. I didn't realize that a tall, muscular, and extremely hot guy moved infront of the window until he turned off the music. I look over at him and give him a once over taking in his features. His dirty blonde mullet, his beautiful face, his lips... god I had never seen a prettier face in my life.

I continue to stare at him, practically drooling over this guy. The music cuts off causing me to look up. We lock eyes and I can feel a blush creeping up my neck. I relucatantly turn away at the sound of my dad calling me to come help him bring everything inside.

I groan as I bend down to pick up the box, still regretting sleeping in the car, and when I stand up the bottom of the box gives out. "What the actual fuck. As if this day couldn't get any worse!" My sister turns around at the sound of me yelling and starts cackling.

"Amber stop laughing at your sister and come help me take stuff in!" My dad's muffled voice comes from the trunk and she rushes over to help him.

As I'm shoving my clothes back into the box I realize that it wasn't just my pants or shirts box but my undergarment box. I angrily scream but not loud enough to alert anyone. As I start shoving everything back into the box I hear footsteps approaching. "Amber I'm not in the mood to put up with your shit tonight, so unless you want me to punch you, I suggest you leave me the fuck alone!"

A deep chuckle causes me to whip my head around because Amber most definitely doesn't laugh like that. She most definitely doesn't wear boots like that. And she most definitely doesn't look like that.

"Not Amber, no reason to punch me." The guy shrugs bending down to grab a pair of panties that were in front of him. He whistles as he looks at the red lace. "I think you dropped these."

I quickly grab them from him along with every pair near him. "Yeah thanks, the bottom of the box gave out when I was picking it up." I laugh awkwardly as I stand up and shake off my hands.

He holds out his hand, "Im Billy. Billy Hargrove."

I take his hand surprised by the formal greeting "Ada Newby. Nice to meet you."

Billy bends down and grabs the box carefully holding the bottom. "I figured you could use a little help." He shrugs and walks into the house.

Billy's POV

"Billy turn your music down right now!" My father yells at me. Groaning, I get up off my bed and head over to my radio.

As I'm turning it down I look up to see the family that just moved in. Those poor people don't know what they're getting themselves into. Suddenly the daughter turns around and my breath catches in my throat. I don't think I've ever seen someone so beautiful. She has shoulder length blonde hair and the prettiest plump lips and don't even get me started on her figure.

She looks me up and down and then makes eye contact with me. Unfortunately she looks away too soon and grabs a box from her trunk. I continue to watch her as the box collapses and a bunch of clothes fall out.

I watch a little girl, who looks around 6 or 7, laugh at her. The blonde starts shoving everything into the box so I take this as the perfect chance to go talk to her.

I sneak out the house through my window so that my dad isn't able to stop me. I walk up behind her with my hands in my pockets and as I'm about to say something to her she starts yelling.

"Amber I'm not in the mood to put up with your shit tonight, so unless you want me to punch you, I suggest you leave me the fuck alone!"

I chuckle which causes her to whip her head around. She slowly looks up at me through her lashes trying to figure out who I am. "Not Amber, no reason to punch me." I shrug and bend down picking up the closest thing to me. I hold it up by the waistband and whistle at the red lace panties. I definetly didn't expect that from her. "I think you dropped these."

She quickly grabs them off the tip of my finger along with every other pair near me. "Yeah thanks, the bottom of the box gave out when I was picking it up." She laughs as she stands up and dusts her hands off on her legs.

I hold out my hand not knowing how I was supposed to introduce myself to her. "Im Billy. Billy Hargrove."

She reluctantly takes my hand and I can't help but notice how soft her hands are. "Ada Newby. Nice to meet you."

I smile at her as I bend down and pick up the box on the concrete making sure to hold the bottom of it so nothing else comes out. "I figured you could use a little help." I shrug and walk towards her door.