Billy Hargrove x Reader | One shots

•Lollipops and Cigarettes•

Summary: you and billy are absolute opposites, everything he does seems wrong to you and everything you do seems irrational for him

Warnings: mentions of Billy's abuse

Word counter: 2187

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Everything he did was bad: he got drunk almost every weekend, he smoked, he broke hearts and slept with every girl he could lay a hand on. You could see behind this affective facade, you could see the hidden pain of the times his father beat him down and the anger that was just a way of progressing his lost and sorrow he experienced throughout the death of his mother. Even though you'd try to help him being a better person it wouldn't work. He would always push you aside.

"Billy please don't smear your gum on the chair. The next person sitting there could get it on their jeans" You said smiling, your English accent clearly coming through. You always smiled, no matter what happened, you always kept an optimistic attitude and tried to find the best in every situation.

Billy ignored you, just like he always did when you begged him to do something. He just smeared the gum under the desk instead of the chair.
"That's not what I meant-." Softly sighing you sat down at your table with a few of your friends, shaking your head in disbelieve of Billy's actions. The canteen was as loud and full as ever but you liked it, there where so many people with so many interesting stories you could listen to. Everyone would only sit next to people who were similar to them: The musicians, the Nerds, the emos and many more. Just a few would sit by themselves or in smaller groups with friends only because they didn't belong to either of the groups. You where such a person, you didn't belong at any of these tables. You weren't as popular as Nancy or Carol so you couldn't sit there, you weren't smart or weird enough to sit next to the nerds and you weren't someone who would like to do sports. It was good just to sit next to your best friends who also didn't belong on any of these benches, except the one you'd sit together.

You looked around the canteen. The basketball players sat next to the cheerleaders as always and even though Billy played basketball he'd always sit besides Tommy H., Carol and a few other jocks. Not that you hated this kind of people, you didn't hate anything but you were also not pleased with their attitudes. Especially with Tommy's behavior in front of his girlfriend, he'd always tell how he wanted to screw other girls and Carol would just sit there, either smiling or being annoyed, she'd just let him say such hurtful things. You didn't understand how she would want to be with such a fish-

"He ignored you again." Shelly said whilst eating the gross looking food that was served to you everyday in the cafeteria. You nodded, a little bit confused of being ripped out of your little daydream thinking.

"I don't care...as long as he doesn't damage school property it's fine by me. Talking of- Shelly how can you eat this muck?"
Rebecca snickered and Shelly took another bite out of the piece of meat. You didn't even knew what kind of meat they gave to you but you wouldn't eat it, that was for sure. Every meal in here was a health risk so you adapted the habit of cooking for yourself at home and taking it with you to school, you always had something for Rebecca too. You gave her the small box, filled with Salad, noodles and a small amount of sauce. Shelly didn't want your food even though you offered it to her many times.

"It's not that bad if you're brave enough." She exclaimed and you smiled softly.

"It doesn't matter if you're brave when you die because of th-" you couldn't finish your speech about the gross food because something cold was poured over you. It was a strawberry smoothie that stained your favorite pastel blue dress and made your hair all sticky and tangled. Immediately you stood up and turned around, looking for the one who hopefully tripped and accidentally poured their drink over you. But that was not the case: in front of you stood Billy Hargrove, grinning about your reaction, with an empty smoothie cup in his palm.