sins of my youth. // Billy Hargrove x oc !plus size

005 ➶ Skirt Safari

A/N: It's time for the dance. TW: Teenagers can be evil. Also head's up, light will be shined on an unhealthy relationship Evie is navigating. I won't get explicit with it, but we as readers are going to see red flags that our girl cannot see. Or is ignoring. **Tysm for reading this story, I put a lot of myself into it and if it resonates, feel free to chat on any chapter. Humbly asking for interaction xoxo

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   Evie didn't tell anyone she was going to a dance with Billy Hargrove for New Years. Just said some party in the city. Didn't tell her mother. Not even Heather.

Floated through the holidays with her guitar on the porch swing. Bundled up as snow fell. Little, perfect flurries. Open notebook next to her as she crossed her legs and exhaled into cold. Strumming idle tunes away from her mother's indoor phone chatter.

A car skidded up to Billy's house. Day before the party. Tommy's freckled face popped out of the driver's side with Carol getting up too.

"Hey, Fenny!" Tommy couldn't resist prodding. "You stay on the nice list this year?"

"Don't spend all your coal in one place." She set one leg down. Head cocking. Billy came out of his house shrugging a jacket on. He stopped to gawk at the snow. Let it fall into his curls. Rough and ethereal.

"Let's go." He didn't glance at Evie there as Tommy approached her porch steps. "Gimme the keys, I'm driving still."

"Little birdy told me you were gonna be around on New Years." Tommy leaned against a brick post. A broad smile.

"Oh, you guys are going too? That really makes me want to go." Evie replied flatly. Billy smacked Tommy's chest with a hiss at him.

"I got shit to do. C'mon." He warned, not wanting the annoying boy to ruin his chances here.

"Don't worry, Evie, I already have plans that night. I probably won't be around that joint. I don't qualify." Carol's bracelets clinked together when she swept her styled hair aside, undaunted by Billy's steel glaring. Tommy chuckled with her and Billy gave a growl low in his throat.

"You take requests on that thing?" Tommy continued. "Got a song for me?"

"Sure. How about this?" Evie straightened up. Strummed and tapped one foot to a beat.

"Don't stand, don't stand so... Don't stand so close to me..." Evie flashed a smile and kept playing. "How's that?" Tommy hitched to laugh until Carol hit his chest, tugging because she was over this conversation.

Billy paused to smile at Evie there. Looking so pretty in the snow, it was criminal. Evie touched the strings to stop the flow of vibration.

"She isn't bad." Tommy stumbled as Carol pulled him away.

"Come on, you don't even know what that song is about." She peered back to glower at Evie. Lethal.

"You see? I can't sit on my own porch without being bothered." Brown eyes lifted to Billy as she sat back to idly move the swing with one foot.

"Never actually heard you sing." Billy had observed instead, twisting the ring around his middle finger. No compliment or insult followed him back down the steps. Evie plucked a few cords, watching him go.

Billy wrestled Tommy for the driver's seat. Won. Skidded off to raise hell somewhere else.

It was a clock ticking down each lazy hour as her secret hung in the air. Heather parents stole their daughter away to the Holloway's lavish cabin for a family New Years Party which took the heat off the lie.