Radical | Billy Hargrove X Reader

21: I Care

"Got it."

She smiles at me, and before I know it we are at the school.

"Thanks for the ride," Max says.

"No problem. When do you want me to pick you up?" I ask.

"The dance ends at 8."

"Gotcha."

She gets out of the car and closes the door. I watch her walk in and feel a tear in my eye. 

"What the fuck," I say to myself. "Pull it together, L/N."

I drive back to my house and blast the music so I don't have to think about the fact that Max is growing up.

I throw my keys on my nightstand and scream at the sight of Billy sitting at my desk.

"Bro! What the fuck!" I curse.

"Relax," he laughs.

"Relax? You don't talk to me for months and start fucking other girls, and then you want to just show up in my room unexpectedly? Get out!" I demand.

"What? Jealous?" he smirks.

I feel my blood boil, and I open my window.

"There, I opened the window for you. Now leave," I say.

"No."

"Why?" 

"I gotta talk to you."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No, Hargrove."

"Yes, L/N."

I sigh in frustration and sit on my bed.

"What? Make this fast, please," I sigh.

"You just took my sister to the dance. How was she before she got out of the car?"

"Sister? Didn't you say she wasn't your sister to that random bitch you took home?"

"What? You stalking me now?"

"No, you parked right next to my car, you dumb fuck."

He rolls his eyes and stares at me, waiting for me to answer his question.

"I don't have to tell you anything."

"She's my sister. Not yours."

"Well, then ask her yourself."

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I'm asking you."

"Because you're a pussy?"

"Hey!" he raises his voice a bit. "Don't get smart with me, Y/N."

"I'll do whatever I want."

He lights a cigarette, and I immediately get up and take it from his hand.

"We may not be on good terms, but my rules still apply. I won't have Mateo smelling this shit."

I put it out and hand it back to him so he could use it later. 

"Tell me how she was, Y/N," he says lowly.

His voice was almost a growl.

"She was nervous, that's all. Nothing to be worried about," I say.

"What did she say?"

"I'm not telling you that."

He raises his eyebrows and looks at me angrily.