I DO NOT OWN BILLY OR THE OTHER STRANGER THINGS CHARACTERS!!
"You're not like other girls in this town," Billy expresses, his eyes traveling your face.
You chuckle, looking away, "That seems like such a cliche things to say."
Billy laughs a bit, looking away for a second. When the laughter dies down, he looks at you again, taking your hand in his, "It may be cliche, but it's true."
"Is this the part where I fall to my knees, and beg you to take me to your bed?" You jest, raising an eyebrow.
He shakes his head, a smile erupting on his perfect pink lips, "No, this is the part where I ask you on a real date."
Your eyes grow wide at first, but you're put at ease when you notice him biting his lip as his eyes dart around your face. Billy is nervous.
"Am I dreaming, or is the Billy Hargrove, the lady killer, the womanizer, asking me out on a date?" You attempt to keep your cool by joking, but on the inside, you're squealing like a school girl.
[𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄]
❝ 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞
𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐈
𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤
𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐡𝐮𝐡? ❞
𝐈n which the summer
of '85 proves to be a cruel
affair for a peculiar teen
and her group of misfits.
[billy hargrove x fem!oc]
[season 3-centric] [short story]
[𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: strong language,
suggestive themes, drug use,
mention of death]
。・:*:・゚☆
[𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄: because of recent
events in which my work was stolen,
i will not hesitate to take action against
copying of any kind. plagiarism is not
a game. it's illegal!]
[𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐄𝐃; I do NOT own
Stranger Things or anything associated
with the show. The only thing that belongs
to me are my original characters.]