𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 -- s. harrington

→ seventeen.

ANDREA AND STEVE left the Byers's house side by side, ready to do whatever it took to keep Billy from entering the house. Andrea didn't even know the guy too well, but Steve had an issue with him from the first day he showed up at school. Steve had seen the way that Billy Hargrove treated women and found it disgusting. The day that he called Andrea Matthews the "girl with a nice ass" was the day that Steve Harrington officially declared he hated Billy Hargrove.

          Billy shut off his car and climbed out, taking a haul on his cigarette as he eyed Steve Harrington and the pretty blonde girl standing next to him with her hands crossed over her chest. "Am I dreaming, or is that you, Harrington?" Billy called out and smirked at Steve.

          Steve sighed and looked at Andrea who quickly glanced at him before narrowing her eyes at Billy. "Yeah, it's me. Don't cream your pants."

          "What're you doing here, amigo?" Billy asked and pulled off his jacket, his eyes locking onto the blonde's as Steve walked toward him. He smirked at the girl and he looked away, her eyes locking onto Steve which made Billy's stomach turn.

          "I could ask you the same thing," Steve said and stopped in his tracks about for feet from Billy. Resting his hands on his hips, he glanced over his shoulder at Andrea before looking back to Billy. "Amigo."

          "Looking for my stepsister," Billy replied. "A little birdie told me she was here."

          Andrea watched Billy Hargrove closely. Each movement he made, no matter how small, Andrea's eyes followed. Whatever he was going to do, she would catch before he got the chance to hurt Steve. Andrea hoped she would serve as backup even though she was half the size of Billy Hargrove. She knew she could never stop Billy physically, but she could definitely try. Andrea wasn't stupid, she knew how to defend herself if she needed to but Billy was obviously much stronger than her, and she could see that, but she would fight tooth and nail to make sure her kids were safe.

          "Huh, that's weird," Steve said and furrowed his eyebrows at Billy. "Because your sister isn't here... right, Andrea?" He asked and glanced over his shoulder at the girl behind him who looked more eager to punch Billy in the teeth than he was.

          Andrea nodded and cleared her throat. "I don't even know the girl," she replied and furrowed her eyebrows at Billy. Andrea didn't even know Billy but there was something about him that made her stomach turn. It was the way Max's face dropped when she saw his car and the way Steve's eyes drilled into Billy's like he wanted to kill him - something about Billy Hargrove wasn't right and Andrea didn't like it.

          "Really?" Billy asked and took a long haul from his cigarette. "Small? Redhead? Little bit of a bitch."

          "Doesn't ring a bell," Steve replied and shrugged. "Sorry, buddy."

          "You know, I don't know, this... this whole situation, Harrington, I don't know. It's giving me the heebie-jeebies."

          "Oh, yeah? Why's that?" Steve asked and took a step toward Billy.

          Billy took another haul from his cigarette and shrugged. He took the cigarette from his mouth and looked back at Steve, exhaling the smoke. "My 13-year-old sister goes missing all day and then I find her with you and your girlfriend in a stranger's house," he paused and scrunched up as nose, glancing quickly to Andrea who furrowed her eyebrows at him. He looked back at Steve and felt anger bubble up inside him. "And you lie to me about it."

          "Man, were you dropped too much as a child, or what?" Steve asked, causing Billy to smile and run his tongue over his lips. "I don't know what you don't understand about what I just said — she's not here."