Raining Hellfire 2

Chapter 10: Babysitting Was Never Meant To Be Easy

Billy's car door opened and you take a breath, mentally preparing yourself. You knew how to do this. You'd distracted him a million times before.

"Y/N?" Billy called out and you turned around, faking surprise.

"Billy." You say, walking away from the house and toward him, forcing each step. He dropped his cigarette to the ground, putting it out with a twist of his heel. "What the hell are you doing at the Byers?"

"Exploring the neighbourhood." He replied, a smirk appearing on his face when he saw how you looked. The plan was already working.

"What?" You act innocent, looking down at yourself as if you hadn't even noticed.

"Had a date with Jonathan Byers or something?" He leans against his car, eyebrow raised.

"Or something." You cross your arms.

"Thought you were with the freak?" He motions to nothing, like Eddie would suddenly appear out of thin air.

You roll your eyes. "Don't you have married mothers to harass?"

"Aw, come on." He pouted mockingly, laughing. "What happened... you guys break up?"

"Why do you care?"

"Just seeing what's on the market." He purses his lips slightly and you groan with disgust.

"You sure know how to make a girl feel special."

He just stares at you a little longer. But this time, his gaze never left your eyes.

"What?" You laugh in surprise.

He stepped closer to you, still staring while a soft smile danced on his lips. You'd never admit that Billy Hargrove still had an effect on you.

"Why are you dressed like that?" He questions, studying your reaction.

"Maybe I just felt like it." You shrug, forcing yourself to lean toward him.

"The freak wouldn't like this."

"He doesn't get a say anymore." As bitter as the words tasted, you knew it was true. You and Eddie were over.

It was all you had to say for Billy to gently snake his hand around your hip and bring his lips to your ear.

"You're trouble, you know that?" He whispered and you tried to remain calm. One wrong move and it would have all been for nothing.

"Pretty sure I had a bad influence." You bat your eyes and Billy almost stopped breathing. He would never admit that Y/N Mayfield still had an effect on him too.

You can feel Billy's hand moving to fit around your back, pulling you closer. You swallow your pride and lean in closer. Raising your lips to his and-

The door slams shut behind you. You hold your breath when you see Billy glance behind you, a scowl on his face.

"Am I dreaming or is that you, Harrington?"

You mentally curse, clearing your throat and turning to face Steve, Billy's hand still gripping your waist.

"Yeah, it's me. Don't cream your pants." Steve's arms are crossed against his chest. And he's staring daggers at Billy's arm.

"What are you doing here, amigo?" Billy glances between you both, trying to assess the situation.

"I could ask you the same thing." Steve descends the porch steps, "Amigo."

"Steve and I..." You quickly interrupt, pushing yourself away from Billy in attempt to defer the conversation once you saw Billy glancing at the house. "Well..."