Taylor-Jenkins Reid character oneshots

Billy Dunne: Groupie Love

A/n: In these Billy oneshots he never married Camila because I don't like seeing Camila hurt and I don't like cheating tropes

Summary: You're just a groupie hanging out with Billy in his hotel room, and feelings arise.

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1974

Being a groupie was fun. You got free drugs and got to tour with hot rockstars. What more could you want?

At the moment you are currently laying in Billy Dunne's bed in his hotel room. He quickly took a liking to you, inviting you to stay with him more and more. For sex, drinks, and drugs. But he also just found himself genuinely enjoying your company. It was something he wasn't sure what to do with. He haven't felt this way with his first serious girlfriend, Camila.

It's not like he's scared, but maybe he is. He hasn't felt this way about anyone in a long time. Why you anyways? Why do you have to be so beautiful, witty and smart? It's not fair to him.

You were lying in bed smoking a cigarette while Billy was sitting in the chair across from the bed. Just watch you take drag after drag.

"You know, you're probably one of the first people I've told about my childhood." You chuckled.

"Really?" He asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yes, I don't know why but I feel like I can trust you with my life. There's something about you that makes me want to tell you things I haven't told anybody. Is that weird?"

Billy shook his head, "No. I feel the same way about you too, Y/n."

You didn't know what to do with this information. Especially because you had no idea he even liked you as friend. Never had any guy you've messed around with had any real feelings for you.

Sure, some of them would say they were in love but you knew that was bullshit. But right now, Billy's confessing his feelings like he's been holding onto them for years. Even though the two of you only met last month.

You sat up and put your cigarette in the ask try before walking over to him, standing before him.

Putting your hands on his shoulders, you straddled him. Billy's hand went instinctively to your hips. The two of you stayed there just looking in each others eyes.

The sun was setting, giving the room a golden aura through the crack of the burgundy curtains.

Despite the position the two of you were in, there was nothing sensual about this at all. It was just...intimate. Close. Too intimate for just a groupie having a fling with a rockstar. But here you were.

"Billy...if I told you I've fallen in love with you would you believe me?" You asked carefully.

"I'd say I would. Would you believe me if I told you the same thing?" He responded.

"Yes." You breathed before cupping his face and kissing him. Billy Dunne was it for you.