8 Letters [Billy Hargrove]

♡ Four ♡

Juliette's POV
10:20 PM

I walked away from the kitchen, heading to the crowd of people dancing. I looked around and saw a guy, I walked over and started grinding against him. I could feel him getting hard from my touch. I really wanted nothing to do with him but seeing Billy with another girl made me pissed off. I shouldn't be mad at him, it was just a hookup, nothing more. So he shouldn't be mad either.

I lifted my skirt up a smidge so you could see more of my ass and continued to dance on the random guy. I could tell he was enjoying himself by the way he put his hands on my waist. I looked to my side so find Billy glaring at me. I smirked at him and looked back to the guy that was practically drooling over me and my touch. I brought him close and kissed him. He kissed back softly.

I looked back to my side but no sight of Billy. I heard yelling come from the backyard, so I curiously walked over to the loud drunk people shouting "chug chug chug!" As I stepped outside I see Billy doing a handstand on the jug of beer.

"Forty-two! Forty-three! Forty-four! Forty-five!" All the men shouted as Billy hopped down. And the boys went crazy. I glanced at Billy's wet, glistening body. It looked like a mixture of sweat and beer. He looked back at me and smirked. "THE NEW CHUG KING, BILLY HARGROVE!" A boy shouted and everyone started cheering.

Oh hell no, I wasn't about to have him be rewarded with that name. I went to one of the guys and told him to hold me up as my skirt slid down further up my ass, revealing a little bit of my undergarment. I was honestly have the best time of my life. I could hear everyone cheering as I got to forty seconds.

I was too focused to see that Billy was looking at me up and down. Admiring that I was screwing with him to make him mad. "FORTY-FOUR! FORTY-FIVE! FORTY-SIX! FORTY-SEVEN!" I didn't stop there. I got to a minute before all the beer was gone from the jug. Everybody was cheering and hyping me up. I looked at Billy and winked.

"THE NEW CHUG QUEEN, JULIETTE WHEELER!" I smiled at the name. I know Billy is going fucking crazy right now in his mind. I beat him at something he was good at. I high-fived a couple of guys before going to a smoking area. I pulled out my cigarette box and pulled one out, lighting it and taking a puff. Letting the smoke evaporate in the air.

I felt a pair of hands climb around my waist. They felt familiar but I couldn't tell. "Leave me alone Billy-" I say turning around to face the guy, that clearly wasn't Billy. It was the guy I was dancing with. "Woah I didn't know my name was Billy." He said. It was honestly a really painful and pathetic reply but I smiled and blew some smoke in his face.

I really wasn't in the mood to be messing around with him. The only person I wanted was Billy, I don't know why I bothered trying to make him jealous, I was just one of his casual hookups. It really annoyed me that I was because I had a reputation of hooking up with guys that were like Billy, but he seemed different when we hung out. He had a soft side.

(WARNING: sa/rªpe)

"Come on baby let's go upstairs." The boy said trying to drag me around. I was too drunk to see anything, everything had a triple vision and I could feel myself start to fall apart. He dragged me upstairs to a bathroom. He was stopped by a couple of guys asking if I was okay with him. Of course he nodded and said yes, continuing to drag me. He slamed me into the counter-top and shut the door.

He started to kiss me but I was trying to push him away. "No please, I don't feel good." I asked kindly before actually getting mad. I couldn't hold him back anymore, he was too strong. He began touching me but I was trying really hard to push him away. "Please Stop! No!" I cried but he continued. I continued to shout at him and sob before I heard the door slam open and the guy's grip on me loosen. The other guy rushed in and gave him a hard right hook to the face.