Collision Course | Billy Hargrove Fanfic|

3. Don't Mention It, Really.

The dull aching sensation radiated like a ripple in a lake, causing Quin to groan softly. her hand made it's way to her forehead, holding it there as her hazel eyes stayed tightly shut.

She couldn't remember anything it seemed like from the night before. There was alcohol, lots of it, the stale taste still stuck to her tongue like a bad memory. But other then that she couldn't remember. Slowly the girl let her eyes flutter open and instantly panic dropped like a stone deep into her stomach. The girl flew up into a sitting position, causing the dull ache to turn into a piercing scream but she didn't care.

Where the hell am I?

She looked around, surveying the area around her. She was in a queen sized bed covered in thin navel blue and beige sheets. The room was small, cream coloured walls surrounded her, covered with a few dents and holes here and there. They also sported pictures of pinup models and cars. The singular window was covered by a blue curtain, just barely blocking out the blinding rays of the sun.

Looking down at her own body, her heart almost exploded out of her chest. Instead of the all black spandex and leather Sandy costume she wore from the night before, she was sporting a shirt that was so large, it ate up her small figure.

Shooting out of bed, her sore head protested, begging her to lie back down but at this moment in time all Quin wanted to do was get the hell out of there.

She made a quick dash to the door, only to stop short as it swung open, creaky on its hinges to reveal probably the last person she wanted to see.

Billy Hargrove, yet again.

" Oh good, you're awake.I was starting to think you died in your sleep or somethin'," A cigarette hung from his lips loosely as he held a glass of water in one hand and a bottle of Advil in another.

" I- Um... How the hell did I get here? where the fuck are my clothes? Oh god, please tell me I didn't sleep with you." Many emotions flashed through Quin all at the same time; Anger, Confusion, Fear. She didn't even know what to do with herself at this point.

" Ouch, that's no way to treat your knight in shinning armour, now is it. " He flashed a cocky smirk, the one she absolutely despised and if Quin could, she would reach up and smack it off his perfect yet annoying face. " And don't flatter yourself short stack. You threw up on yourself while you were passed out and I didn't want it to get on my sheets. Your clothes are in a bag in the corner. "

"Quin. My names Quin. Not 'short stack'. And why am I even here?"

A deep sigh left Billys lips as he rubbed is face in frustration. "Okay Quin, you seriously remember nothing? About how that random sketchy kid put something in your drink? You're lucky I had to go take a piss or you would 've been done for. Anyways, after I messed the kid 'round a lil bit, no one else was gunna take care of ya and so, here we are."

Quin sat back down on the bed, rubbing her temples with her eyes shut for a moment. " Well thanks... for y'know not leaving me."

" Yeah yeah whatever. Just take this and the I'll take you home." Stepping forward, Billy gave her the glass of water and much needed bottle of pills.

After taking a few tablets and drinking the glass of water, Billy practically was shoving things into her hands and ushering her out the door so they could leave. It was like he was hiding something from someone. He tried to keep his cool the best he could but Quin saw right through his walls. She could see the fear in his dilated pupils and the white knuckles he sported with his closed fists.

The pair were quick to get out of the small house that sat on Old Cherry Road. Quin slid into the passenger side of the blue Camaro, sinking into the leather seats and pulling the seatbelt across her chest, she knew how Billy drove and she was not testing her luck any farther.

Billy hopped into the drivers side and slid the key into the ignition before turning it, bringing the car to life. As he did so the star turned on full blast, making a squeal escape from Quins lips as heavy rock music forced it's way out of the speakers.

" Jesus Christ, how are you not deaf?!" Reaching out she instantly turned it down so it was just a low murmur in the background.

The ride home was quiet and pretty awkward. No one spoke, Quins attempts to make small talk failed miserably as Billy drove, puffing on a cigarette and tapping on the steering wheel with his driving hand. His walls had gone all the way back up and she didn't mind. It's not like she even liked the dude. He was just helping her out like anyone would do.

As Billy pulled the car onto her road he let out a slow whistle .

" You didn't tell me you lived in the rich side of town."

" Yeah well you don't talk so it's kinda hard to make conversation with you."

His only response was a deep grunt. Soon they reached her house, where Quin instructed Billy to pull into an empty driveway. A small flutter of sadness sat in her chest. Of course she had to come home to a perfectly empty, quiet house.

" No folks? Prolly out looking for ya." The tone in resentment hung in his voice for a moment and it made Quin wonder what his home life was like for a split second.

" No actually... um they probably didn't even know I didn't come home last night. They most likely stayed the night at work.."

The two sat in silence for a moment, Billy puffing on his almost dead cigarette and Quin chewing on her bottom lip thinking of what to say.

" Well are you gunna get out or are you gunna sit there and waste my gas?"

" Oh yeah uh, " Quickly Quinton gathered up her belongings and slid out of the car, leaning down to peek in before she shut the door. " hey Billy, thank you.. for y'know not leaving me alone last night.."

" Yeah don't mention it." Blowing out the smoke he turned to face her. Hard icy blue eyes staring into hers . " Really. Don't mention it to anyone, ya?"

With that Billy peeled out of the drive way, barely giving Quin enough time to close the door and at that moment, something sparked in Quins chest. She pushed it down knowing it was just the hangover talking.

Shaking her head, she made her way into her seemingly empty house to first, go shower then, call Lucy and tell her everything that happened last night. And she meant everything. 

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A/N

So this was a shorter chapter but finally a little more Billy is coming into play! What did you guys think? Hope you enjoyed and please leave a comment if you have any suggestions or anything you might want to see in the future chapters! <3