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- Sabrina's POV -

Before I know it we're in the backseat of his car, his hands are one either side of me, our lips move in sync. His curls brush against my face as his body hovers over mine, everything in me is yelling, no, screaming at me to stop this but God his lips ignited something deep inside of me. I have never felt like this before. Not even with Steve.

He finds the bottom of my shirt and pulls it over my head, I'm sure he can feel the goosebumps on my cold skin. I can feel something as well.

His teeth bite down on my bottom lip. I wince. "Sorry." He breathes out with a smirk before continuing.

Not soon after, my hands are pulling his shirt over his head. I pull away from him to stare at his abs. Holy shit. His breathing falters as I bring my fingers to his chest and begin to trail down. "Sabrina.." His forehead touches mine. I continue to run my hands down his stomach until I reach his belt.

My fingers work swiftly to undo the buckle, then sliding it around his waist until it was on the floor. His forehead removes from mine before he meets my lips again. His hips grind against me, making my stomach seem like it's doing summersaults.

Right as I'm about to unbutton his jeans, the car moves. Billy is so in the moment that he doesn't even notice, I try to pull away but he just moves forward.

"B-Billy. Wait." I breathe out, trying to catch my breath. He stops with a confused face. The car sits still for maybe 30 seconds before it begins to shake again. Finally, Billy catches on.

"What the hell?" He's irritated. I can tell by his voice. I move from under him, the car shakes, but not from me. It's coming from outside.

Something is off. I grab my shirt and look out of the window. What I see causes my stomach to drop. I can hear Billy shuffling in the back, I place my hand on his bare arm and tap him. "Billy. Holy shit. Billy look."

I can feel the heat from his body as he hovers over me, trying to look at what I was seeing.

The most unusual sight, coming directly towards us from the tree line.

A herd of rats?

"What the-" He leans forward.

"I've never- I've never seen so many." My stomach was telling me that whatever that was, wasn't good.

More and more seemed to emerge from the forest. And at the same time I think Billy and I had a realization. We both look at each other, I couldn't tell just what exactly the look on his face meant, I just knew he was thinking the same thing I was.

We had to go.

"Go. Go."

"I'm not getting out of the car. Do you see how nanny fucking rats are out there?" Just as he says that, the car begins to shake even more.

"Then crawl up there!" I push him, he climbs over and sits down in the front seat before starting the car. I throw my shirt over my head and hand him his before climbing up to the front.

Billy has no trouble driving fast and reckless, so within a blink of an eye, we were out of there.

The first couple of minutes were silent. That chain of events being a lot to process right now.

"That was crazy." Is all I can say.

"Which part?" He asks me.

Just as I'm about to answer, I glance over to see him smirking. Now I know what he was getting at. Asshole.

"Ha ha." I mock.

His smirk switches to a smile for a few moments. A genuine smile. From Billy fucking Hargrove. "I didn't want that to end." I look back up at him after he says that. His expression changing suddenly, he serious, which brings upon a smile of my own.

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