The weekend- FF Billy Hargrove

Part 4: The Weekend

Narrator's POV

Remember when I said Y/n was on the thin line between happy tipsy and completely hammered? Well now she's way past that point. Not only is she off the deep end, she's far gone. Y/n doesn't look that drunk in itself, and it's not like anything bad is going to happen to her, her friends are always here to watch her back. Still, she now had absolutely no control over her words or actions.

In a drunken fit, Y/n climbed on a table, requesting the music to be turned off and a mic in her hand. The music was turned off and someone, somehow had a mic just ready for the occasion for Y/n to sing acapella. No one has ever heard this song before, not even Eddie, they weren't even sure that the song was written in her first place. To them she was either singing her thoughts or simply free styling, which isn't a good idea when drunk and facing the guy you're in love with.

"You say you got a girl. Yeah, how you want me? How you want me when you got a girl? The feelin' is reckless. Of knowin' it's selfish. And knowin' I'm desperate. Gettin' all in your love. Fallin' all over love, like, Do it 'til it hurts less, Hangin' out the back, all up in your lap, Like is you comin' home? Is you out with her? I don't care long as you here by 10:30, no later than, Drop them drawers, give me what I want. My man is my man, is your man. Heard it's her man too. My man is my man, is your man. Heard that's her man. Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. I just keep him satisfied through the weekend. You like 9 to 5, I'm the weekend. Make him lose his mind every weekend. You take Wednesday, Thursday, Then just send him my way, Think I got it covered for the weekend." She sang her heart out.

One thing was that drunk of not, Y/n was always going to be an amazing singer. Finally, though people were enjoying her performance. Two of them were having a bad time. Billy, who knew the song was about him, and Eddie, who knew the song was about Billy. Both knowing it would be bad if the news about the affair broke out. It took Eddie to physically drag her down and take her someplace else for her to stop.

Eddie took her to the bathroom, sitting her down so she could try to sober up a bit. He brought her some water and made sure she wouldn't puke. Eddie was such a sweet guy, especially to her, she was everything to him, his family, his blood. They did everything together, his foot, her foot, no matter what they would have each other's back. Once Y/n had calmed down a bit, it was time for the both of them to go home. They both left in a car while Billy was death staring the both of them.

Home, Eddie carefully laid Y/n on her bed and took her shoes off. He turned around to leave, "Goodnight Eddie" she said, half asleep. He smiled to himself and left to go home.

The next day, Y/n woke up with a killer headache, hardly explainable but sadly familiar pain. She slowly got out of bed to do her morning routine. She looked messy, she didn't remove her makeup the day before and had eyeliner everywhere. She didn't think it at the moment but the fact that she looked so messy made her look so hot.

She didn't really care about her appearance, she was starving. So she changed into pajamas and went to eat something. For once, she had actual breakfast, which is a good start. She was slowly eating her bowl of cereal when she heard someone bang on her door, angrily shouting her name. Startled and in her pajamas, consisting of a large shirt and nothing else. She hurried to open the door.

She was very surprised to see Billy at her door, who never came to her house during daytime. He always showed up during the late hours of the night, so he could come and leave unnoticed and unrecognized. His presence was the least of her worries, she was trying to figure out why he was so angry. He didn't even want to come in, just stay in her front door, shouting nonsense.

"Are you crazy Y/n? Or are you just dumb? What is your problem? Like how could you possibly do this? I knew you were drunk but goddamn Y/n have a minimum of logical thinking! Now my girlfriend is being fucking suspicious! What that your goal all along huh? Put my relationship in jeopardy so you could have me all to yourself? That was your fucking plan huh?". Y/n, still tired and confused, simply looked at him. She had a hard time processing everything he said and his screams just made her headache worse. Until it finally hit her.

"Shit!" she finally said, realizing what she did the night before. She knew it was stupid and this song was just a draft and she never really planned on making it public. "It finally hit you huh? Listen up Y/n, you stay the fuck away from me and my girlfriend, and if the thought of me cheating on her ever crosses her mind, would it be just once. I'll fucking ruin your life Y/n! You hear me?".

Y/n, a bit embarrassed but still very tired and sick, nonchalantly said "Okay bye" before slamming the door behind her. She went back to eating her now soggy cereals and hearing Billy angrily drive away.

She then showered, washed her face and did her hair. Tonight was rest day for everyone. So she stayed home and spend the day watching TV and passing time.

Though she did feel bad about what happened yesterday and the interaction with Billy, she didn't think much of it. What happened, happened, it didn't matter anymore and she was drunk, so what could she do about it.

To be continued