19.Do You Hate Me?

19.”Do you hate me?”

billy and reader have an argument :(

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It’s like it suddenly got ten times darker, even though it’s already 11:47 pm. Billy stands across the street from me, purposefully not looking at me. I almost see the steam coming out of his ears, his face scarlet in pure rage. 

“Look, I didn’t know he didn’t invite you! He asked-” I try to defend myself, clearly not getting through to him.

“He invited you. Not me, you. And it’s very obvious he just wants to get in your pants. Him and Carol suddenly break up, so of course he’s gonna go for you!” his hand slams down on the top of his Camaro hood, I’m surprised he didn’t dent it with the force. “ He’s had a thing for you even before I came to Hawkins!” he throws his hands up in the air, clearly frustrated; “I mean, of course he does, like look at you, and how you dress and you’re too smart for someone like me, I mean c’mon! My grades are non-existent babe!” the veins in his neck popping out as he shrieks, trying to get his point across.

“But I don’t want him! I never have, so what gave you the idea that I do?!” I scream back in frustration. “You let him eye fuck you the whole time! You were basically naked with how much he undressed you with that look!” he screeches, his face getting redder and redder with every passing minute. 

“What, you think I liked it?!” 

“Clearly, you love the attention!!” he yells. My eyes widened, “Are you kidding me?” I mumble, “You’re such a dick!” I start to walk in the direction of my house, without forgetting to flip him the bird over my shoulder. I hear him start to yell my name, but I’m getting further and further away, and can’t bring it in me to care. The yells of my name seem to be getting closer, so I turn around and see he is hot on tail. I scoff and walk as fast as I can away from Billy.

“Doll, please, I’m sorry, okay?! I didn’t mean that, you know that!” His pleas go unheard as I walk faster. “___ please! I’m sorry, just come back to my car, it’s gonna rain!” 

“I don’t care!” 

“Well I do! And you’ll care in the morning when you’re hair is all frizzy, and you always say you hate the smell of rain in your hair, so please-” 

“Do you hate me?” I turn around quickly, he seems taken aback by my question.

“Excuse me?” he looks almost disgusted at my question, “Hate you? Why the hell would I hate you?! For god sake, we’re dating! I haven’t dated for years, and you’re really asking if I hate you?” he hollers, clearly upset by my question.

“Because this is all we do! We scream at each other, then we sleep together to make up, then scream again, then sleep together. It’s a vicious circle, and I feel like you don’t really love me!” I squeal, half sobbing, half screaming. “I don’t wanna be like the other girls, B. I want to feel special again, and for you to as well, but we can’t do that if we’re constantly fighting!” He looks at me with genuine worry, his face it’s normal color and his shoulders relaxed slightly.

“Doll, look at me.” I look up at his guilt-ridden face. “I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t know you felt like that. If I knew you weren’t feeling special, trust me, we could’ve talked it over a long time ago.” I bow my head to look at my feet, feeling embarrassed about my outburst. He tips my jaw up with two of his fingertips, making me look him dead in the eye. “I’m really, really sorry doll. I would never hurt you intentionally, you know that right? I will never hurt you again.” he promises, and he’s never broken a promise to me. I look at him, nothing but guilt behind his blue eyes.

“It’s okay, I should’ve brought it up.” I mumble, as he pulls me into his chest, the firmness making my response muffled. His hand runs over my head, a gentle kiss pressed firmly against my hair. We sway in silence for a few minutes, before he says; “How about dinner to make up for it?” my head snaps up to look up at him, and of course, he’s grinning, “I know you love Enzo’s.” his eyebrows raise up and down, as if giving me a hint. I squeal and throw my arms back around him.

“Enzo’s is perfect.” I grin lazily.

“And so are you, sweetheart.” he grins back.

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