(Season 2) Billy Hargrove, your.. you don't even know what you guys are. Sometimes, you guys go on secret dates, lay together, kiss. Other times, you guys fight and argue. It was weird.

You two met at some crappy Halloween party. He was drunk as shit, smelled like cheap beer. You didn't even know what he was dressed as, but he was hot – next thing you know, he's drunk crying on your shoulder, babbling about his shitty dad.

Billy waited by his fancy car, arms folded and cigarette between his lips. He looked down at his watch when you finally approached.

"You're late." He pointed out gruffly, stomping out his cancer stick, and then walked to the drivers seat.