𝗔𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 : : BILL SKARSGÅRD ❀

angst : : FOUR

STORM LEAD BILL INTO HER humble abode and sat him down on her couch. sitting down right beside him and placing his head in her lap, playing with his hair.

"talk to me. what happened."

bill closed his eyes and forced them back open. "well. i went over to harry's house. my best friend. and his girlfriend asked me a question."

"what did she ask?"

"if i had been with harry. which i wasn't!" he reassured. "and then alana. his girlfriend. starts yelling and screaming. and they both start fighting."

"slow down, honey." she tells him as bill begins to talk fast. continuing to run her fingers through his hair as he had his head on her lap like a baby.

bill takes a deep breath. "and then they start fighting and it just...reminded me of something."

"like what, honey?"

"when my dad killed my mom. it happened almost the exact same way and-" she pulled bill from her lap, sat on top of him and hugged him.

"oh, you don't have to worry about any of that anymore. i promise. i got you. forever." as much as bill wanted to keep character he couldn't. he hugged her back. and tight.

storm pulled back and held his face in her soft brown hands. smiling and shaking her head. "oh, you're so handsome." she wipes the tear forming in his eyes and chuckles.

this was the first time he had cried in years. and i mean years. bill never cried for anything. ever. he didn't see much of a reason to. but this. it was different somehow.

"kiss me."

"what?" she asked. bill was almost immediately embarrassed.

"kiss me."

she looked at his plump lips. just waiting to place hers on his. she put her hands on his face and kissed him. getting a whiff at his versace cologne. they didn't see anything but static under their eyelids from squeezing them together so tightly. he could smell that beautiful scent in her hair. like shea.

she could pick up the taste of cigarettes on his breath. and it wasn't even bad or distasteful. it made her want more. so she dug her tongue down deeper, causing bill to tense and grip her thighs. bill let out satisfied moans. as well as storm. their lips collided with ease as he worked his way through the strawberry chapstick on her lips. their noses bumped and rubbed together.

her breathing was so heavy as bill stood and wrapped her legs around his waist. his hands on her behind as he walked into her hallway.

"to the left. left." she pushed the door open and he walked in.

placing her down on the bed softly. stopping to remove her shoes as well as his. hovering over her body as he unbuckled her pants. yanking them down. making her laugh out loud at the extreme effort he was putting in.

he began taking his saint laurant leather jacket off. leaving a tucked white shirt and his bare arms. she clutched them as if they were stairway railings.

and he took a clutch at her brain as he eased her worries. put her mind to rest.

"i don't want to do this," bill stopped. "not if you're not comfortable. i wanna wait till a better time." he stood in front of her. his breathing still heavy.

she sat up. "okay," she nodded. "you can still stay here though."

"and i still want to." he grabbed her face, giving her a peck.

honestly, bill didn't want to have sex with her then. he didn't feel as if it was right or special enough. he wanted to wait until it was just right. when they could say it was making love and not just sex. he just wanted it to mean more is all.

"so," storm yawned and threw herself back. plopping down on her bed. "what do you want to do?"

"maybe we could just lay down and shit-" bills phone began ringing and he lifted a finger up asking for storm to excuse him. it was harry. the only one who called him.

i mean besides his grandma.

"what?" he answered in her bathroom.

"where did you go?"

"what the fuck, spider? i left like an hour ago."

"i know, but where did you go?"

"i'm with storm."

"really? did i interrupt something?"

"no," he shook his head getting back on topic. "what do you want harry?"

"alana left me. and i need you to some and help me find her."

harry was being kind of ridiculous. if she left she left for a reason. "well, she has a good reason spider."

"i know, i know, don't remind me but-"

"who was it anyways?"

"who was what?"

"who were you with all day, spider. you fucking dumbass."

"well alright, asswipe but, this is gonna sound real bad."

"it better sound like something since i fucking lied for you spider."

"her bestfriend..."

"what the fuck spider? how the hell did that happen?"

"well. they work at the club together. and when i came to get alana she fucking gave me her number. and i called her and went over to her place."

"i'm not helping you with this. no way. just wait for her to come back."

"bill!"

"harry, you fucked up. you gotta deal with it. i can't clean it up for you all the time. just wait for her to come back. you know she will. she always does."

"alright," harry groaned. "talk to you later, man."

harry hung up and bill left the bathroom. going back into her room only to catch her sleeping soundly. she looked so beautiful though. he laid down beside her. placing a sheer blanket over her warm body.

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sorry if this is messy i wrote it at 3AM