"Only love makes you that crazy sweetheart, and that damn stupid."
Billy Hargrove was a gift from your universe. The universe giving you a sense of relief in your life as if he were the key into finding true happiness after all the universe has put...
I have no musical talent/creativity to write my own music. So most music I will be having "Mickayla write" and "Perform" belong to their rightful owners!
Sorrow-Flyleaf (Slight Spoiler: This will be the music considered Mickayla wrote and is performing , again I don't own this music.)
(...) *Verbal Abuse*
Saturday, November 16th, 1985 Sierra Household —> Hargrove Household 12:oo PM-2:27 PM
Mickayla's POV:
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The night after Homecoming was honestly unforgettable, after the dance there was an after party, but me and Billy decided to not go, we had much rather spent our time together, we went to this drive-in and stargazed on his car while we ate burgers. It felt as if we were in a movie, after that we both went home ending our night there. But that's when I had my breakthrough, to finish my song that I was singing tomorrow night. So I did, I finished it, it looks me all night and I really only slept for 4 hours, but somethings, something right?
Once I woke up from my sleep, I immediately called Eddie to tell him I finished the song, no one knew the lyrics, not even the band, they just knew what they needed to play.
"Ed's I finished the song!" I squeal into the phone in excitement, I just hope other people love it the way I do.
"You're a god Sierra, meet for rehearsal at 3:oo, hideout, obviously I'll see you soon." He chuckles
"I'll see you there Ed's." I hang up the phone and at once begin to get ready for rehearsal since it was already noon. I felt filthy, as my body was craving a shower, so I did what was needed, a nice hot shower, the hot water hitting my skin, relaxing me within minutes. I complete my shower and get out to get dresses, I decided to wear something comfortable, since we're only rehearsing. I slip on a pair of leggings, a white hoodie, and my trusty pair of black converse.
Before I decide to leave though, I decided to go over to Billy's house, well window, just to see how he was doing. I open my bedroom window and make my way to his window, I glance inside to see him peacefully sleeping, I tap on his window to wake him, but it doesn't work, so I decided to attempt to open the window and to my surprise. It's open, maybe I should teach him a little lesson of leaving things unlocked. Maybe. I open the window, entering his messy room, pictures of models plastered on his wall, an ash tray by his nightstand, along with bottles of cologne and clothes scattered everywhere. Men. I make my way towards the sleeping boy, his tanned sculpted back exposed as he laid on his stomach, I began to scan his features. His eyes shut, with his beautiful lashes showing, the blonde curls he has messy, falling over his face, his arms dangling on each side of the bed as he rested on his stomach. I decide my wake him up, the only way I knew he will wake up, I positioned my body over him, allowing my body to plop down onto his back, wrapping my arms around him, he jolts himself away, shocked and surprised, till he realizes it was me and settles himself down.
