Start Again

Head Over Heels

*Note: Shiiiit! I really need to start updating more. Sorry! I promise at least one more update coming this week and more after. Until then read on and enjoy*

Things with Billy were once again going well. I was waiting for something bad to happen again to ruin the moment. Until then I would enjoy being with Billy and enjoy us not fighting. I had asked him to stay the night, I didn't want our time together to end so soon.

"I didn't bring anything with me, I don't have clothes or anything. I thought you would just tell me to leave" Billy said as he helped me clean up from my rage filled rampage. "I did tell you to leave remember, but you're too fucking stubborn to actually leave" I replied and playfully stuck my tongue out at Billy. He stuck his tongue out mimicking me.

"Anyway, I don't see how you not bring clothes with you is an issue" I said as I turned my back to Billy so he wouldn't see how red my face was. "Blair Madison, are you saying that I should be naked while you and I are alone in your flat?" Billy asked. I kept quiet and kept my back to Billy as my face turned a brighter shade of red. I could hear his motorcycle boots thump on the floor as he walked closer to me.

"Or are you saying that I don't need clothes because you want to have sex with me all night?" Billy whispered as he placed his hands on my hips. Billy's voice was a low growl in my ear that made my heart leap in my chest. His voice also made not only my face hot but my entire body.

Billy liked to flirt and tease, but most importantly he liked to see me get flustered and uncomfortable with dirty talk. I swallowed the nervous lump that had built up in my throat and mustered all the courage I could to tease him back. I turned around and face Billy before putting my hands on his chest.

"No, I'm saying you don't need clothes because I want to have a hot, sweaty, passion filled, all night sex romp with you" I said trying to sound sexy. I slid my right hand down his chest and grabbed at the bulge in Billy's leather pants. His body tensed and his lip curled into his signature snarl as he looked down at me.

My knees became weak and threatened to give out at any second. I gripped onto Billy's shoulder to keep me from collapsing. Billy let out a loud growl before he picked me up and carried me to the bed. I screamed in shock before laughing. I held onto Billy tightly as he laid me on the bed.

He began kissing my neck between laughs. Billy placed his hands by my head as he stared down at me. I had never seen him look more serious than he did as his piercing blue eyes held my gaze. I began to grown nervous with every silent second that passed.

"What's wrong?" I finally asked. Billy cracked a smile and gently shook his head. "Nothing is wrong. You just look so fragile, I'm afraid I'll break you" Billy replied as he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my fingers through the back of Billy's hair.

"I'm a woman, Billy. I'm not a vase. If you could break me it would've happened long before this. Besides, maybe I want you to break me" I said and smirked at Billy. He returned the look with a smirk of his own before he planted his lips on mine.

I was shocked by how un-Billy Idol like the kiss was, it wasn't rough and yet it was still filled with same passion as any other kiss Billy and I shared. He wasn't acting like the typical public Billy Idol, he was back to being my William Broad.

Truly it had been an all night sex romp and the next morning I was exhausted. During that time Billy was both Billy Idol and William Broad. Billy and I laid on my bed too exhausted to sleep. He pulled me into his chest and pecked my lips several times.

"Don't you ever get tired?" I asked between kisses. "Not when I'm with you" Billy replied with a smirk. Thankfully the phone rang before Billy could start up again, but that didn't stop him from trying.

"Billy, the phone" I said, my words were muffled by Billy's lips against mine. "Just let it ring" He replied and continued. "What if it's important" I protested and tried to pull myself away from Billy.

He dropped his head into the crook of my neck before letting out a loud sigh in defeat. I laughed and squirmed in his arms from his hot breath on my neck. Billy smirked at me before getting out of bed.

"I'll tell them to fuck off so we can get back to it" He replied before yanking up the phone. "Hello?" Billy asked. When the person on the other side of the line spoke Billy's anger at being interrupted quickly faded. He let out a small laugh before agreeing with what the other person said.

"Yeah, of course she's here. Yeah no problem" Billy said before holding out the phone in my direction. "Who is it?" I whispered as I refused to take the phone. Billy only raised his eyebrows at me and shook the phone in my direction. I glared at him and finally took the phone.

"Hello?" I asked confused at who Billy forced me to talk on the phone with. "Hey Blair" Ignatius replied. "Ig" I said as my face lit up. Billy smiled at me as he sat across from me on the bed.

"You said you would call when you got back to New York" Ig said sounding a little upset. "I uh.. got a little caught up in something" I said blushing as I looked at Billy. "I know you got tangled in your bed sheets while having sex with your little boyfriend, or did he tie you up? Do you two do that kinky stuff?" Iggy asked.

"Ew, Ig. That's disgusting I'm not talking to you about that. And just for the record we do not do that" I said whispering my last sentence. Ig laughed before erupting into a violent coughing fit. "Ignatius are you alright?" I asked. With the exception of one other time I never call Ig by his full name.

"Ignatius?" My brother asked in between coughs. "Why are we being so formal?" He was trying to lighten the mood, only it wasn't really working. I was concerned for my brother.

"Blair, I've always been so jealous of you" My brother said after his coughing had stopped. "Jealous of me? Ha, yeah because I've always had everything" I sarcastically replied.

"I'm serious. You've always been so independent" Ig said. "Well when your parents don't love you, you have to be" I replied as I looked down at the bed. "But that's not entirely true. I could care less about dear old mom and pop, I only ever wanted to make you proud" I said as my voice shook. I was afraid of already having this talk with Ig. This was the "I'm dying now" talk, and I wasn't ready to have it.