Teenage dream ||Billy Hargrove x OC||

Let me love you

*cough cough.* Smut warning and I'm not the greatest at writing it  *cough cough.* No hate please *cough cough*

Winnie's pov

I woke up to the same nightmare replaying in my head. It was where I was walking down cherry lane while it was raining except the road was dark and vine like things covered it. As I walk there was shrieking sounds and a low hum almost. The sky was dark and filled with red lighting, The houses were covered in these vine like things. As I walked, the same weird creature-ish cloud appeared in the sky. It was a shadow creature of sorts. Like every dream, I tried to run but then my body would fly into the air and I would hover there as the dark shadows encased me, but then I would wake up before it could take me over. This nightmare happened ever since my family and I moved here. For almost 5 years this nightmare had happened every Thursday at 2:12 AM once a month. Every time, one little detail would be changed, the sky could be a dark red or black.  I would wake up in a cold sweat and screaming sometimes.

I sighed as I stand up and go to my bathroom and splash water on my face. I look at myself in the mirror. My hair is tossed around and messy, my face tears stained. As I stared at myself in the mirror, I recalled the nightmare but then I realized that I hadn't been the only one. As I focused, I realized that there had been a boy standing there with me too. That was different. I tried as hard as I could remember who the boy was, but no one was coming to mind. I sigh as I push my hair out of my face. Ever since these nightmares would happen, I would often notice my appearance changing in the mirror and a secret I have never shared either anyone has happened. Whatever it was, it gave me an ability to I don't even know what to call it really. It's like this hot blue energy would form between my fingers and I could control stuff. It was freaky but every time I used it, I felt closer to the shadow thing, so I never would use them.

I groan and decide to get some fresh air. I walk out of my bathroom and too my closet, and I walk though my house and out to my front porch.
I sit on the steps as I just take deep breaths and try to calm myself. I bury my head in my hands and my breath is shaking. I should be used to these nightmares but something about them made me feel cold and sick. As I sit and ponder my thoughts and who that boy could have been, I hear a voice. "Hey Win."
My eyes shoot up and there stands Billy in his a blue button, down showing himself off, and also wearing a pair of jeans, Wait what? "What are you doing up at 2am?" I ask softly and scoot to the side so he can sit by me. He takes the seat and pulls out a cigarette. "I could ask you the same thing Win."
I scoff and look at him. He is so much older and more handsome now. No longer that scared little boy I used to know. No longer wearing baseball caps and a smile, he always had a scowl on his face and dressed differently. I guess we both have grown up.

"Well, I just needed some fresh air." I make an excuse but it wasn't much of an excuse because I did need some fresh air. He just nods and take a drag. I take a deep breath and glance at him, "Did something happen while I was drunk?" I ask quietly, I want to see how he responds.
He chuckles and smirks, "You don't remember that you kissed me?"
My jaw drops and I cough out of surprise, he is so blunt. "I do remember.." I bite my lip as I stare at him. He stares back and chuckles, "And I learned something new about you, you wear Cherry lipgloss." He chuckles as he takes a drag and then crushes the cigarette under his boot. He then turns to me as we sit. We make intense eyes contact before he leans in so our noses touch. "What lipgloss are you wearing right now."

I practically fall back as he says this. My jaw hits the floor and I feel him cup my face with one hand and pull me close, my hands are shaking as he does this. "Billy... what are you.."
I'm cut off by his lips meeting mine. My eyes widen as I feel like I should shove him off but I couldn't pull away. His lips tasted like cigarettes and lip balm. As we kissed, his hands drifted to my waist and pulled me closer and my hands rested on his chest. He started to get more intense and i wrap my arms around his neck as we kiss. My hands wander to his curly mullet and his hands drifted lower. "I shouldn't be kissing him. This is wrong. He is a player."
I thought this and as Billy's hands started to travel up my shirt. I felt like this was just in the heat of the moment, and we were best friends I didn't want to ruin that, so I pulled back. His eyes widened as I stood up and he was still sitting. "I-it's late. I need to go to bed."