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I wake up to sunlight burning in my eyes, I open them and am taken aback by my surroundings. I shift slightly, but I feel two strong arms wrap tighter around my waist. The familiar smell of mint and cigarettes fill my lungs, and my body eases.

I trace lazy circles on Billy's forearm. I could get used to this.

I try to not think of this as some con to get in my pants, but my mind tells me to not get so attached. If my brain was on mute, and I only listened to my heart I'd probably be in love with him.

"How'd you sleep?" I hear Billy grumble, he squeezes me tighter.

Frankly, I don't remember falling asleep, and I dread going home and see the mess my mother is in with me not returning home. I'll just tell her I'm at Jessie's. That usually worked whenever I snuck out.

"Quite well." I answer him. We're quiet again. Only noise that can be heard is our breathing.

I turn on my side to face him. I place my hand on his cheek and rub my thumb against his smooth skin. Billy stares at me with furrowed eyebrows, I stare into his ocean water eyes. He's quite beautiful. If you gaze long enough into his eyes, you can see the pain. His internal pain, that he can somehow hide so easily. Billy makes it to where if you look at him quickly, you'd think he's fine. When you look long enough, you can see how much he's hurting.

"What are you thinking about?" He asks me.

"You." I mumble. I take my index and middle finger to the spot between his eyebrows, and smooth out his furrowed brows. I place my hand back on his cheek and I watch as his lips twitch into a small smile. Billy places his hand on mine, he grasps it, and brings it to his lips to place a kiss on it. The act makes my heart beat rapidly.

I jump at the sound of a knock at the door. Billy lets out an agitated sigh and gets up from the bed, leaving me cold. I get a full view of his toned back when he swings the door open and I see the thirteen year old red head.

"What do you want?" Billy grumbles. I wish he wouldn't speak to Max like that.

"Mom said that you have to take me to the arcade." Max has her arms across her chest and gives him a bitter look.

Billy grunts in response and slams the door in Max's face. I watch from the bed as he begins to put a shirt on.

"You should be nicer to her." I say standing up from the bed and stretching. Billy's back is to me and he stops getting dressed for a couple seconds, but starts back up.

"I should be a lot of things." He says quietly. I walk over to him and lean on his desk, he turns around and stares at me.

"Max also had to go through a divor-"

"My parents didn't divorce." Billy raises his voice, the abruptness causes me to jump.

I feel slightly bad for assuming, but Billy has never informed me of these things. I understand he doesn't have to, but it'd help if he did.

"I'm sorry." I mumble, avoiding eye contact with him. I do feel bad, I understand what it's like losing a parent. It's not easy, and if it weren't for Hopper I don't know where I'd be right now.

"Do want me to take you home?" Billy asks me. I finally look into his eyes, and all I see is annoyance. I nod my head.

For some reason I feel slightly embarrassed. Maybe I am just one of the many girls Billy takes home, and since nothing happened he grew tired of me. I always thought I was smarter and better than that, but I'm just being a cliche teenage girl who thought I could change the hurt bad boy. The thought annoys me.

I begin to put my shoes on, I push back the tears in my eyes. God, I'm so dumb to cry over a boy that never cared about me. It's not even like we were anything. We had two study sessions and he kissed me twice. We were-are nothing.

"My house isn't that far. I'll walk home." I mumble, storming out of his room. As my foot hits the the last step I see Max examining me. I give her a small smile and reach for the handle of her front door when I hear a crash from upstairs.

I ponder up and Max's voice pipes up, "Just let it run it's coarse, if you go up now he'll just say something dumber."

I look at her and she just shrugs her shoulders, "Tell Dustin I said hi."

I nod my head leaving the Hargrove house, and begin my walk home. I'm officially done with Billy Hargrove.

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