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A/n: just a small lil blurb Bc I listed to You're not quite Harry Styles by Dylan for like 2 hours yesterday. Also I tried to keep this as gender neutral as possible!! Italics are like flashbacks, reader reflecting on their relationship with Billy, that kind of vibe idk lmk if you guys like it.

Warnings: swearing, allusions to sex, allusions to a toxic Billy, screaming and arguing.

Reader's POV

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At this point I was pretty sure that Billy got off on the fact that he knew he was fucking with my head. Which always got to me, I mean how could it not? One minute he was in my bed and our legs tangled in one another, the next he actively ignored me and brushed me off when he saw me in public.

"Hey Billy! Do you wanna come over tonight?" Billy rolled his eyes and silently walked away from me.

The funny thing was that later that night, he actually tried to sneak into my room through my window. And I, stupidly, let him in.

It was no secret that Billy thought he was better than everyone else. He showed that through the way he walked and looked down at people. He had a god complex that would make God himself jealous. It didn't matter where he was either, he could be at a party or even the library and he would still walk with his chin slightly pointed up to make him seem taller than he actually was.

I actually felt real feelings for him, it wasn't a friends with benefits situation for me, for him yes. But, for me it was more than that. I'd tried to explain to him several time that I actually loved him. He didn't get it, I assumed he was loveless and that was just a side effect of being as good looking as he was.

Truthfully, he wasn't good enough to treat me the way I let him and maybe that's my fault. To him, I had too many emotions and I was very replaceable. To me, he was egotistical, and someone who refused to be vulnerable.

I think we were too polar opposite from each other. I had a mindset that I could fix him and that we'd fall in love, get married, have a nice house over looking Hawkins and then we'd have kids who had his striking blue eyes.

Then we had a fight. It wasn't a first one but it was quite a big one. Lots of screaming, mostly from him, and lots tears, that only came from me.

"I just want to be with you, Billy. I wanna go on dates with you. I want to hold your hand and I want to say 'I love you' and then have you say it back and mean it. That's all I want, Billy!" I wiped tears that were flowing down my cheeks and had no signs of stopping. Billy slammed his hands against his steering wheel in anger.

"How many fucking times have I told you that I don't want any of that bullshit? I told you from day fucking one not to catch feelings for me because I would never feel the same way! I do not love you. Hell, I could do way better than you're emotional ass. Now, get the fuck out of my car now!" Billy reached over me and opened my door for me. In retaliation I slammed the door shut without getting out of the car. He looked at me with wide eyes.

"Listen to me, Billy. I don't know who the fuck you think you are to be treating me like that. But, if you think I'm just gonna fucking take it without saying shit back, you're dead fucking wrong. You think you could do better than me? You're fucking stupid, you complain about all the other girls in this town, saying the most disrespectful shit about them so, either you're fucking delusional or you're fucking stupid. You act all high and mighty for someone who's really just a punk ass bitch. You're too short to be talking to me and treating me the way you do. You think you're fuckin' up there with Rob Lowe or Johnny Depp but, you're not. I deserve better than you. Do you know why? Because you're fuckin' pathetic." My throat was sore and that's when I realized I had been screaming the whole time. He looked shocked but, he didn't seem particularly bothered by what I said.

So after my outburst and got out of his car and slammed the door shut not before flicking him off as he sped away. I started walking back to my house, the darkness night was oddly calming. When I got home I got in the shower immediately. When I got out, I fell asleep peacefully. It was about 3:00 AM when I started hearing tapping at my window. I got up, knowing full well who it was. I quickly grabbed a cup of water and stuck my arm out of the window and dumped it on him. Then I locked my window and right back asleep.

That was end of Billy and I. He still avoided me in public so it wasn't like anything changed. Except for the way he stuck his chin in the air, I noticed that it was the only thing to change after our fight. It felt good.