Don't Call Me Baby (Billy Hargrove)

-Chapter sixteen-

Emilia

Billy's Camaro parked up on the side of the road, in the middle was a feild and a rusty old park, which looked perfect for a personal conversation, that could either turn into a screaming match, or just a normal conversation, but as usual with Billy, I expected the first option to be the path we'd be going down tonight.

'This is it' Billy says as he pushes his door open and waits for me to get out, once we're both out of the car he starts to trudge toward the park swings. He takes a seat on one, and I plop down on the other, and we just sit in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the serene and calm air while both avoiding on actually starting to talk about what we came here for.

I decided to start it off, sighing heavily and brushing my stray hairs back out of my face before I did.

'This thing we have going on, is not normal Billy. We act like a couple behind doors, but when it comes to being public, we act like strangers, you treat me like a stranger' I sigh out, letting the hurt show in my voice as I actually started to spill how I felt. 

'I know, and I'm sorry, my reputation is just hard to maintain, and I just expect myself to be able to uphold it, and I don't mean to treat you like a stranger, you're much more than that' Billy says quietly, his voice breaks at the end and I turn to look at him.

'It's always about your reputation, but it doesn't mean you can just shrug me off whenever someone's around' I say.

'I know, I shouldn't treat you like you're a stranger, but just believe me when I say you mean more to me than that-' Billy starts but I cut him off.

'Then why the constant jealously, you feel up on other girls and claim to not show them the same affection you show me, you cheated on me Billy, and expected for it to be fine. Then when I try to talk to another guy who isn't you, you make a big deal over it' I cry out causing Billy to brush his fingers through his hair and bite his lip.

'I was a dick for cheating on you, I know. But I only get jealous because I'm over protective of you' Billy mumbles and I stand up off of my swing and plant a spot infront of him.

'Because you're over protective of me? That's a good excuse, what about how you call me hurtful names, and put on a front infront of your friends to look cool and decided to bully my best friend and his brother, and how about when you belittled me by tagging on the walls calling me names, and what about the times you used me for sex Billy, and pushed me away-' I cry out, tears falling from my eyes at I yelled at him, showing the anger I had wound up inside for months, all of the emotion was set in my words, and I intended for it to get to him.

'It's because I'm scared!' Billy shouts, and I freeze from his outburst.

'I do all these things because I'm fücking scared, scared that if you get to know me, and get too close to me, you'll decide one day that you won't want me anymore!'

'You won't want to love me because you'll think I'm a mess, just a fücking mess of a person, I am a fücking mess! I push you away and act like I don't care, not for my reputation but because one day you'll decide that you don't want me, a fücked up boy with a shit life!'

'This is a fücked up relationship, and I'm a fücked up person, but you're the only one who makes me feel loved' Tears streamed down Billy's eyes as he exclaimed the words with so much passion, and in this moment, I realized something.

I was the only one who cared about Billy, and he depended on me to give him the love and care he lacked in his life. He was afraid that one day his love and care would be taken away, and the only time he felt it, is when he is with me. Billy Hargrove was broken, and I was the only one who seemed to care enough to try and plaster him back together.

I felt stray tears fall from my eyes as I rush toward him and pull him into a tight hug, my arms wrapped over his shoulders tightly, and I just try to squeeze all of the love I could make him feel into it. He just opened up to me for the first time, and I was beyond ecstatic. When I pulled away I pushed his face upward so our eyes meet.

'Listen to me Billy Hargrove, you may be a stubborn asshole, but I will never wake up one day and regret meeting you. You're a mess, but you're a beautiful mess, and I'd rather have all of you than none of you' I say with a genuine smile on my face, and I feel my heart beat faster as a smile grows on his face, his tears still glistening on his cheeks as he looked into my eyes with warmth in his.

Suddenly his hands come up to my face and he grasps both of my cheeks before he pulls my face down to his, our lips meet and he kisses me with so much love, it made more tears stream down my face. When we pull apart one of his hands cups my cheek while the other sat on my lower back.

'I love you' He whispers to me and I feel my stomach flip, into the air and back down in my body, and I can't even hold back the wide smile on my face as I heard the three words I'd never thought he'd say.

'I love you' I respond back before he presses his lips against mine again and this time, we savour the moment, knowing that this was a new chapter in our lives.