☆You make me wanna make you fall in love☆
☆ Popstar!OFC x Bodyguard! Billy Butcher ☆
I really hope y'all like this! This is more of an introduction to everything, but I plan on writing more for this au!
Billy knew he should be here. Shouldn't be doing this. But he couldn't resist you. No one could.
He wouldn't exactly call you spoiled, you just got everything you wanted, one way or another, but you were still nice and kind to everyone, especially him.
From day one you put your trust into him and offered him nothing but niceness. And slowly that nice grew into something more. Lingering looks, soft touches, whispers and giggles, and he couldn't help but fall for your little tricks. Fall for you.
And that's what brought him here, outside of the hotel you both were staying, patiently waiting for you on his motorcycle.
You giggle as you run out the front doors quietly, wearing sweat shorts and a hoodie and you quickly walk up to him with a smile.
"Hey, handsome." You smirk and he chuckles.
"Princess." He says as he puts on the helmet on you and you climb on the back of the bike with ease, already used to it.
You hug his chest tightly as he revs up the engine and takes off, making you scream in joy.
It's like this every time you two are together. He'll bring his bike or rent one, saying it's easier to get to you in one in case of an emergency, and you beg for him to take you on a secret late night ride.
Your manager would be furious if she ever found out, but the risk just makes it more exciting for the both of you.
"Abigail!" your manager snaps her fingers in your face and looks at you with a confused frown. "Are you even listening to me?"
You sigh and lean back, crossing your arms. You liked your manager, you really did, but sometimes she just pissed you off. "That's not my name." You say with a slight pout and she takes a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"I'm your manager, I don't have to call you by your stage name." Cynthia says angrily and runs her hand through her hair. "Did you pay attention to anything I said?" She sighs and takes off her glasses.
"Kinda... No..." You admit sheepishly, knowing what she was saying was important but your mind couldn't help but wander to Billy.
She threw her hands up before scoffing. "Your tour starts in two weeks, Abigail! I need you to pay attention!" She says as she sits down on the coffee table in front of you.
On the other side of the door, Butcher chuckle as he partially hears you getting an earful through the wooden doors.
You sit in your bed after tossing and turning for what felt like hours and look at your phone, an idea striking your mind.
You grab it and dial Billy's number with a smirk, your grin widening when he picks up after just a few rings.
"Princess? Is everyone alright? It's very late." His voice is hoarse and deep, making you bite your lip.
"Can't sleep." You murmur, putting on your best sad girl act to try and convince him to come see you.
He chuckles as you hear the sheets moving, he probably sat up. "It's a bit too late for a ride, luv."
You laugh softly and twirl a strand of hair around your finger. "I know... But I still wanted to see you..." I whisper with a hopeful tone.
"You know I can't do that, princess..." His tone is soft and apologetic, but there's some sort of repressed desire deep down, and you both know it.
"We won't do anything wrong! I just want some company till I manage to fall asleep, I promise, Billy." You whine and clutch the phone closer to your face.
He sighs, and you hear the sheets being thrown off and smile. "Just let me put on some clothes, sweetie."
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