Okey but like imagine billy being bestie with the chubby latina, like at first they hate each other but one day billy got to drunk to fight in a party and he gets knock out and the reader feels bad and helps him. Then later on they help each other and they find out that their mom/dad hits them and they have this trauma bond???๐Angst๐ฉ๐
And they love each other but in a platonic way + max also loving the reader like a big sister...
Can you make a little story pls, i just love the way you write๐ญ๐
EYRHDJEI I GOT YOUUUU We love it when we get to bond with our friends through trauma ๐ฉ AND THANK YOU!! Also I have a story that is almost similar like this. If you want to check it out, here you go
Also, it didn't end up being a small story ๐ญ
Bonding [Billy Hargrove]
Billy Hargrove x Platonic! Fem! Chubby/Plus-Size! Reader
Warning: Talks about parents being abusive, abuse, fighting, blood, drinking(alcohol), throwing up, treating wonds, and Billy being a bit out of character.
You hate Billy Hargrove with all your guts. He's annoying and a man whore. Just by one look at him, you knew you'd hate him. He smokes wherever he wants and in class too. Teachers fear him because he once yelled and threatened a teacher in one of his classes. So telling on Billy is a no in the list or else you are getting your ass kicked.
Billy hated you too. He'd give you glares that pisswd you off. He'd whisper something about you to a girl and she'd laugh at the comment he made about you.
Billy has every girl on his side. How are they so blind? He'll end up sleeping with one of them and then leaving them. So stupid.
He's been at every party you've gone to. You can't even enjoy a party with your friends without them drooling all over him.
It was always him chugging down some beer, talking to a girl that is clearly taken, then fighting, winning the fight, and taking the girl to some place to fuck her. That was it. The rumor would go around on who he fucked and where he fucked them. The guy was proud.
But today, it seems it wasn't his luck.
You were enjoying your lovely drink while your friends were chit chatting when all of a sudden a guy yelled, "There is a fight!" And everyone ran outside, even you. Well, your friends dragged you. Billy was fighting with some guy who was in a different school basketball team. You knew because he had a jacket on that represented his school colors and logos.
Billy couldn't even stand still without tripping. He mostly was the one that got all the punches. At the end, Billy lost and passed out on the floor. Everyone cheered and some booed. Everyone leaves and goes back to whatever the hell they were doing and leaves Billy on the dirty floor. You looked down at him and felt bad.
Now, why were you feeling bad. You were puzzled at this. You saw his chest rise up and down gently as blood was coming out of his nose down to his bloody lip. You bit your own lip and looked away.
A. You could walk away and pretend like you never sa whim
B. Be a decent human being and help a passed out guy.
You looked around to see if anyone would help him. Seems you went with plan B.
But no one looked at your direction. You bit your lip and backed away a little, leaning on a tree. You waited and waited for someone to pick up the bloody knocked out guy, but no one approached. You wated to see if anyone of his so called "friends" would help him
As predicated, no one came. You groan and put your drink in the trash bags that were left outside. You walked up to Billy and crouched beside him.
"Hey." You called and no response. You bit the inside of your mouth and your older sisterly instinct kicked in. You start to gently shake him to see if he responds or does something. He groaned, which was a good sign. You turned and saw some guys looking at you, but they immediately looked away. You rolled your eyes and murmured, "At least help assholes." You made Billy sit up and made him lean on the trash bags. "Hey, Billy?"
"What?" Was all he could manage to let out. He slowly opens his eyes and grins as he sees you. "Oh, it's you. What brings you-" He gagged.
And before you knew it, he threw up.
Thankfully, he didn't get it on himself or you. You tried to make him get up once he was done puking. "Come on Hargrove, we have to go."
"The party hasn't ended." He says and trips, making you almost fall with him. You made him stand up straight again and lead him to your car. "It is over after that fight you lost." You say and open the car. He goes inside and closes the door. You hurried to your side and grabbed your keys. You turned on the car and made Billy put on his seatbelt. You put yours on too and drive to a Gas station.
You couldn't go home. Your Mom was there and you didn't want her to argue with you again. You didn't know where Billy lived and he looked like shit. So the Gas station was the only option. You park the car and say, "I'll be back. Don't do some stupid shit." You say and leave. You hurriedly look for water, pain killers, a first aid kit, and some snacks for you to calm yourself down. The line wasn't long, but other people had a shit ton of stuff with them and the cashier was talking to some guy. You rolled your eyes and looked outside to see, but you couldn't even see your car because some chips were blocking it.
It was soon your turn and the guy scanned your stuff. You were extremely inpatient because the guy took about 40 seconds to scan an item. "So, what brings you here?"
"To buy shit." You harshly say. He got the message and didn't ask anymore questions. You paid and grabbed your belongings that were in a plastic bag. You hurried outside and walked to your car to hear music playing from it. You opened the car and the music was much louder.
"This song is good!" Billy yells and you get in. You lower the music. Billy must have gone through your cassette tapes and found your mix. It was mostly Spanish rock songs. The one that was playing was Oye Mi Amor by Manรก(let's say it came out in the 80s).
You turned on the lights in your car and said, "Billy, Look at me." You say and he gives you a puzzled look. "Why?"
"You literally have blood dripping down your nose and probably have a scar somewhere." You say as you grabbed water and washed your hands outside. You closed the door behind you and grabbed the first aid kit. "Grab some water in there and take the pill." You say and Billy looks through the bag. He grabs the small box that had a pill in it and the water.
Billy stood still as you cleaned him up. He had a split lip and the nosebleed stopped eventually.
"You're at every party." Billy says. He must be sober after that throw up that happened and with the pills helping. "Yeah. I don't like being home." You say while still concentrating.
"How come?"
"Family problems. Mom is always being a bitch while dad is always drunk and beating me or my siblings." You say and then chuckle.
"I honestly don't know why hes still with dad..." You say as yiu three the dirty bloody alcohol wipes in a trash bag. It was quite, and you cringed at what you had said. "Sorry. Too much information." You say and check how his split lip is.
"Ema told me you hate me." He says and smiles a bit. "Of course she did. She tells everyone whatever the fuck I do." You say. Ema is your friend, not your best friend. She started to change after she got with some popular boy and basically treated you like shit because of your weight.
You didn't care and hung out with your other friends. Ema soon started to change a bit after her boyfriend started to push her away whenever she clinged on to him. But you couldn't see her as someone you'd tell your secrets to. You couldn't see as a friend that youd tell her about how your parents basically fight all day and your dad beats you up if you don't do something right. She would have told the whole school.
"Why does your dad hit you?" Billy asks. You looked at his blue eyes and sigh. You sit back on your seat and sink in it.
"Because he hates me. He thinks I'm a disappointment for no reason. I'm guessing its that I look a lot like my momโฆ" You say and throw away the cotton balls that were on the car. "How about you? How come you are at every party?"
Billy wouldn't exactly say that it was because of his dad. That he and his dad got into fist fights. So, he says, "Same as you." You nod and go through the bag. You pulled out a pack of cookies and ate one. "So you also have family problems?"
"You could say." He says as he sits back and looks up at the car ceiling. "Having drunk parents is shitty." You say. "But here we are, drinking and partyingโฆ" You murmured.
You grabbed your purse as you walked past your arguing parents. They were arguing in Spanish and they'd bring in some English words, but mostly Spanish. Your dad was extremely drunk while your mother was furious at him for it.
"ยกTienes que parar de tomar, Antonio!" She yelled and he shook his head. "Tรบ no me tienes que decir nada mujer. ยกYo mando en esta casa!" Your mom laughs sarcastically and claps. Your dad saw you and yelled your name. "[Name]! ยฟPara donde vas?"
"Una Fiesta."
"Siempre con tus putas Fiestas." He says and then throws the bottle at the wall, startling you.
"What the hell is your problem!" You yelled as you looked at the broken glass.
Your mom yelled at him for throwing the bottle but he walked past her and went towards you. "No me hable asรญ mal creada." He cups your face with one hand. "Eres una decepciรณn [Nonmbre] [รบltimo]."
You remember what happened. You were surprised he didn't hit you. You'd guess he didn't want people to see the slap mark on your cheek and have someone call the police on him.
You bite your lip and say, "How's Max?" You ask. "How do you know about that little shit head?"
"I know some kids who hang out with her." You said and smiled as you remembered the group of kids. Mike, Will, Lucas and Dustin. You knew them because you used to be friends with Nancy during your freshman year. You'd be in the basement with them and see them play DnD while Nancy was busy with a phone call with Steve.
They still talk to you and tell you about any news they have. And Max was one of them. Dustin and Lucas have a crush on her and that her nickname is 'Mad Max'
"She's alright." You nod and turn in the car, startling Billy. "I can take you home." You say. "I can't take you to mine because mine is as shitty as yours." Billy couldn't help but chuckle at your comment.
"How come you hate me so much?" He asked. "You are a man whore, don't respect teachers, always get into fights, and you are a complete asshole." You say as you drive. "Well, I think you are an asshole for saying all that shit. But I don't give a fuck." He said and you laughed.
"I know that."
The car ride was you talking. You told Billy what all went down in your family.
Your mom and dad got married, thinking they were in love. They had you and it was all good so far. Your twin sisters were born and it started to go downhill after that.
Your dad lost his job, your mom is a stay at home wife, you just started 8th grade while your sisters were in 1st grade. Your dad started to drink and get into arguments with your mom a lot. You once defended your mom because your dad wouldn't stop hitting her and he suddenly just started saying stuff to you.
It was swear words, being called a disappointment, whore, and how he wanted a boy, not a girl. He then hit you with his belt and your mom was begging him to stop. After your dad calmed down, your mom yelled at you because of what you did. She even slapped you across the face for it. "You think I'm weak or something!" She yelled and told you to go to your room. You hurried to your sister's room and calmed them down because they were crying.
As you grew, you were mostly the one responsible for taking care of your sisters. You made them lunch, took them to school, bought groceries from some money you stole for your mom and dad, and cleaned.
Billy was listening to you the whole time. Once you stopped talking, you then chuckled and said, "What about you? What's your story?"
Billy looked outside the window and started to talk. His mom died when he was still a kid, his dad went drinking as a coping way to forget about him and his mom. Then, his dad met someone else, too quick for Billy's liking, and he met Max.
They still lived in California and visited Max from time to time. His dad would be out on his dates while he took care of Max. But his dad always came home drunk. He'd argue with him about some random shit that Billy couldn't even understand.
Billy grows and he starts to drink. He'd be out partying and doing whatever the fuck he wanted. He wanted to be far from home where he didn't have to fight his dad all the time. As soon as it was morning, he went to school, after school he went with his friends, then at 2 am he'd be home asleep.
That's when his dad and his new girlfriend decided to move in together and move to Hawkins. And that was his last straw.
You stopped the car near his house and turned it off. "Well, obviously, we both have shitty homes." You say and he chuckles. He was comfortable that you didn't feel pity for him. "But if your dad beats you up, just call me and I'll treat your beatings and help you. You and your sister." You say as you grab random people that were in your car, a pen, and write your number. You hand it out to him and he holds it.
"Ya, para fuera. I need to check up on two troublesome twins." You say you should point outside. Billy grins and walks out.
You met Max while you were shopping for groceries. You decided to make some enchiladas because your sisters have been begging you to make them some.
You, begging an amazing sister, gave in and went to buy the ingredients you needed. You walked around the fridge area when you saw the bucket of ice cream. You haven't had ice cream in what felt like ears. You opened it, grabbed the vanilla ice cream, and placed it on your cart.
"Let's get ice cream."
"Max, We just came here for some beer and eggs." You turned and saw Billy. Billy looks towards you and then grins. "Come on! Just this once and I won't ask for anything."
"What the hell did I tell you Max?"
"I'll give you some." You say as you walk towards them. Max gives you a puzzled look. She's never seen you before and thought it was weird you just told her that. "I bought a whole bucket and I'm sure my sisters will not finish this." Max looks over at Billy and he nods. "I know her. She's a friend." Max smiles and looks over at you, "When can I grab some?"
"Well, you can come to a park that is near where I live. Me and my sisters go there to eat." You say and she nods. "Can we go today?" She asked. Billy raised a brow when Max said 'we'.
"Today! At 3:30 if you can. I'm making dinner too." You say and Max looks in your cart. "What are you making?"
"Some enchiladas." You say as you start to walk and Max follows. Billy outs the beer and eggs in your cart and follows you two.
Max and you basically talked as you looked for what you needed. You two talked about music, arcade games, and about fashion. "How do you do your makeup?" She asked as she looked at your face. You had mascara and perfect eyeliner. You also had the perfect shade of lip liner with lip gloss on it. "Oh, well, I really practiced. Mostly my friends taught me how to."
Max nods and looks down at her shoes. The only really close girl friend she has is El, but El knows nothing about makeup too. Max would like to wear makeup too one day and feel pretty. "I can teach you one day." You say as you gave her a smile. You noticed that she looked sad. She probably didn't know much about makeup and she was at that age where girls want to experiment on stuff. You also knew, from what Billy said, that her mom was rarely home and she had no girl friends. She basically had no female role model.
And you wanted to change that.
"Really?" She looks up at you and you nod. "Of course. We just need to meet each other when we are free and we can give to the Mall to get you some new makeup." She giggled and nodded. "That sounds like a good idea."
"Let's go Max." Billy says and you roll your eyes. "Ugh, what an annoying brother you have Max." You say and she smiled. "You're Not wrong." She whispered and grabbed the eggs. Billy grabbed the beer and said, "Am I invited as well?"
"To what?"
"To eat dinner at the park."
"Yes you are. Just bring a thing." You say and he nods.
You did as promised to Max and went to the mall.
Billy told Max to be careful and to be home before mom and dad got home.
She simply nods and goes to your car.
You let her pick whatever songs she might like. The car ride was a little awkward. You two only talked a lot when she went to the park.
When you got to the mall, you two went straight for the makeup stores.
Max loved everything she saw. She loved the colors and how beautiful they looked.
You absolutely loved how she reacted when she saw the makeup.
Her eyes did widen and say how stupid the prices were for some little makeup. 'That's just how makeup is Max.' You told her and she put the makeup back where it was.
You started small. A small makeup palette with 6 shades, light lipstick, and maskera.
Max asked about the foundation, but you said it was too soon. "Plus, I absolutely adore your freckles. Show them off girl."
After buying her everything (which you also got her a small makeup bag), you two decide to buy some food.
You two went to buy something small, like corn dogs with a small soda. You needed space for when you made food at home.
As you two walked, Max grabbed your arm and pointed at a store. It was a photobooth. "We have to take pictures! Please!"
You gave in and took two pictures, which turned into 4, 8, 10, and 12. They were you two just goofing around with outfits.
Max needed as many pictures as possible. She wanted her wall full of amazing moments so she looked at them whenever she felt down and smiled at them.
As she looked through the pictures in the car ride, she held one up. You looked at it at a red light and smiled. "I'm keeping at least 2." You say and she holds out two.
When Max got home, she anxiously walked up to Billy and he raised a brow. "What the hell do you want Max?"
"[Name] wants to come in. Can she?" Billy looked at the clock and saw it was still very early. He sighs and nods. Max smiles and hurries outside, yells your name and you are sponsored at the front door.
"Sup." You say and Billy waves. He goes back to working out while you and Max were in her room.
"Do you have a crush on Billy?" She asked as she looked at the makeup palette. "Oh no! God no!" You cringed at the thought of it. "Then who?"
"Well, at the moment. It's no one really." You say and Max points are the color she wants.
You did her makeup and taught her how to do it herself on one side. She did get frustrated, but you told her it's fine. "We learn from the mistakes we make and try things differently." And Max nods.
"You're cool. Lucas told me about you." She says.
You smiled and said, "Me? That's a surprise. What are you and Lucas?"
"What do you mean?" She asked and you grin. "You know what I mean?"
"Ew no! We just met! Plus, he's a total loser." She says and you smile. "Mhm. Sure "
It was soon time for you to leave. Max thanked you and you nod. Billy and you talked. You told him about you and Max's adventure at the mall and he listened. He did ask if she behaved well and you'd always assure him she did.
"I'm just making sure. I don't want her bothering you."
"And she never will. I love her if she were my own sister."
He chuckled and nods. You turned around at the car and Billy notices a purple bruise on your arm. "The hell you get that from?" He asked, standing up straight. "Dad hit my arm. Nothing big. He always does this shit." You whispered, not wanting Max to hear. Billy just nods and looks behind him, checking if Max was there. But Max 's room started to play music.
"I'll see you later. Bye Billy." You say and walked to your car.
You didn't know what to do or where to go. You had a split lip and possibly a purple eye.
Your dad got into an argument with you. This time, it was because of how you only care about yourself.
"You are so fucking selfish." Your dad says as he looks at the TV. You just got home from working. "What?" You asked if you placed the grocery bag down. "You always think of yourself and not us. Where is my money?"
"What fucking money?
"Don't talk to me like that!" He yells and slams the beer bottle down on the table. You finally had enough and grabbed the broken glass on the floor. You threw it in his direction, missing on purpose. "I'm tired of you! I'm tired of mom! I'm done with your bullshit!" He stands still and his eyes widen with anger.
"I work! You don't! And mom doesn't either! She fucking borrows money! She never even gives it back! I'm so embarrassed to even be seen around you two! I'm the one who cleans, cooks, and takes care of the twins! I work too! All you do is get drunk and shit-" a sudden sharp pain was pressed on your cheek. It wasn't a slap, that you knew. It was a punch.
He kept yelling at you so many words as he cornered you. He gave you one last punch, this time hitting you near your eye.
Your mom walked out of the room and saw the situation. But she just stood there. She didn't walk up to you or help you. You knew she was scared of him. But she couldn't even protect her own daughter.
Your dad backs away as he pants. He sees your nose start to bleed. He simply walks to the fridge and grabs a beer. You grabbed your purse with your car keys and ran outside.
You drive to Billy's place as tears blurred your vision. You safely parked in front of his house and saw his dad's car wasn't there.
Max decided to put on a movie to watch with Billy. Scenes Billy didn't have any party to go to, he was put once again to babysit Max.
Billy heard a car, making Max hurry to the TV and turn it off. She runs to her room and slams the door behind her. Billy looks at the door and hears knocking. He walks up to the door and opens it.
"What the fuck happened to you!"
"Please, let me stay here for a few hours. Please." Billy bit his lip. Max screamed as she saw you and hurried to the bathroom. Billy brings you in and locks the door, closes the curtains, and turns the lights off from the living room and kitchen. He brought you into his room and you looked around. Smelled like cigarettes with cheap clones all around. You'd be pinching your nose from the smell, but it would hurt.
Max hurried in with the first aid kit and went to her room, knowing that you probably didn't want her to see.
While Billy cleaned you(the best he could become he was shaking. He didn't want to hurt you), you told him everything. How you've had enough and simply wanted to feel at peace, not worry and not get into arguments that end up with punches. Billy didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do with you as he saw tears slide down your cheeks as he threw away the bloody cotton balls.
You luckily didn't have a black eye. But you did have a bruise on your cheek. You looked at the split lip and sigh. "I'm sorry." You say.
"Oh, shut up [Name]." Billy says. Just lay down on the damn bed and get some fucking rest. That's what you need [Name]." He says and goes to the kitchen. He looks through the cabinet of pills and grabs a glass, fills it with water and goes back. He sees you laying on the bed, quietly sobbing as you fidget with his bed sheets. "Take these." He says as he holds the pills. You sit up, take them and drink the glass of water down.
Billy sits on the edge of the bed and looks at you. "Thank you." You say. "Thank you for helping me and for making me forget about such a shitty day I had today. I don't know, it's like when I'm with my sisters, or with Max or even with you, all my worries wash away." You rant. And Billy listens.
You wanted to say how much you loved him for what he's done and you see him as a brother too. But you'll get nothing from Billy. But Billy knew already. He cared and loved you too. He had to take you in for the night. Thankfully, his parents were out and would probably be home at 6 am.
"Move over dumbass." You move a little to the side, giving Billy some room. You stayed there, looking at whatever you could till you fell asleep. Billy sighs and closes his eyes, feeling tired after the shock you gave him. Max walks in and smiles. She turns off the lights and closes the door. She goes to her own room and falls asleep.
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