#lip fixation

[yourlife2livelaughandlove]

[billyhargrovesbabe]

lips | billy hargrove headcanon

A little celebration for 40 followers! I took a bit of a break, and I came back to find you guys here. What a lovely surprise! Thanks, you guys. Here’s a little piece devoted to his beautiful, beautiful lips.

The first thing you noticed about Billy was his lips

They were honestly just kind of perfect. Full, pink, and Oh-So-Delectable

Funny. You had never noticed a guy’s lips before. But once you started noticing Billy’s, you couldn’t stop

Your psychology teacher might’ve said you had an oral fixation, but what does she or Freud really know anyways

It all started with the first time you saw Billy Hargrove

You were running late on your way to school again when you passed the new boy leaning against his Camaro

He was the picture of sexy indifference, and had just lifted a cigarette to his lips

You watched as he brought his little zippo lighter not that anything of Billy’s could be described as little up to the white stick clenched between his lips, almost in slow motion

You inhaled in sync with him, as he drew a breath in to help the light catch

You were immediately hooked

You spent the rest of the day replaying that little moment in your head, daydreaming about those lips and what they might feel like against yours

The next time you saw Billy was at a party

And the staring you did at his lips here proved even more detrimental than that day at school where you missed the instructions for five homework assignments because of him

As your eyes scanned the crowded backyard for him, you finally found him

With those beautiful lips wrapped around the neck of a beer bottle as he chugged

You wondered what those lips might feel like wrapped around something else, something a little more you

Naturally, he caught you staring

Naturally, you turned away before he could do or say anything about it

And if your heart fell in disappointment when he got swept away by Tommy before he even started in your direction, you didn’t let it show

And if you started to fantasize about his lips even more after that party, then no one needed to know

You lived completely in your own world until one glorious day, you caught him. Staring.

It took you a second to register what

The easy first guess was your chest. But his eyes were too high for that.

The next guess was your eyes. But nope. Too low. Plus Billy Hargrove would never do something so blatantly sentimental as stare into a girl’s eyes. At least, not in public.

It took you a second to realize he was staring at your lips.

It took him the same second to finally look away.

But you already knew.

So you decided to fight fire with fire.

You started resting the eraser of your pencil or the end of your pen against your lips in classes you shared with him when waiting for the teacher to continue with notes

You made sure to start biting your lip in concentration when you caught him sneak a glance at you during a test once.

You started wearing lipstick more often— softer, gentler shades during the day and bolder shades at parties while your mouth was wrapped around the rim of a drink somewhere in his vicinity

And you started keeping a fresh supply of lollipops nearby at all times, just in case the other methods failed

It was a few weeks of this from you before Billy’s lips did your favorite thing yet

You were sucking hard on a lollipop, gathering your homework from your locker at the end of a fall day when you saw him approaching you out of the corner of your eye

You shut your locker door, perfectly timed with his cliche lean against the lockers

And you watched those lips as they pulled into an easy, almost effortless smirk and finally asked you out