My Life With Green Day, chapter 44
"Give me the room key," Billie demanded. I raised an eyebrow at him and he sighed in frustration. "Please," he added quickly. I handed it over and he opened the suite door.
"See wasn't that easy? All you had to say was please, Mr. Superstar," I said to Billie teasingly. He mumbled under his breath and dropped his suitcase along with mine to the floor. He ran across the room and flopped on the bed. "I thought you were too old for that kind of shit," I mocked. Billie smiled and took his jacket off.
"You know you want me baby," Billie said, faking seduction. I rolled my eyes and jumped onto the bed with him. I dove under the duvet that draped over the bed. "Damn you Courtney! Quit playing hard to get!" I giggled at Billie's frustration. I crawled off the bed and stood at the foot of the bed. "Courtney! Please come sleep with me," Billie whined.
"Do you mean sleep as in go to bed sleep or do you mean come fuck me sleep," I asked cautiously.
"Does it matter," Billie winked. Slowly, I sat on the bed. I crawled up to him on my hands and knees. I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes. He snaked his arms around my waist and we just laid there. All was quiet until:
"Billie! Courtney! Wakey-wakey!" I took my head from Billie's chest and he unwrapped his arms from around my waist.
"Tre you little fucker! Go away," Billie shouted in anger.
"Billie, are you fucking Courtney already? It's not even 10 am yet," Tre exclaimed. Tre walked away and Billie grumbled. He put his arms back around my waist and buried his face into the crook of my neck. Minutes later he was asleep and seeing I was being pinned down by him, I fell asleep too.
***Later***
I woke up to Billie's light kisses on my cheek.
"I didn't mean to wake you up," Billie whispered softly. I sat up and kissed him back, a bit more passionate then he had kissed me. I licked my lip and laid back down. "Whoa! What was that for," Billie asked. I frowned.
"Are you saying you didn't like it," I pouted.
"Of course I liked it! I'm just asking what was it for, but I wouldn't mind another one," he said as he laid back on the bed.
"Nope! You hurt my feelings," I joked.
"I'm going to steal one then," he said slyly. I put my hand over my mouth protectively and turned over. "You can't deny me of a kiss," he whined loudly.
I took my hand off my mouth and said "Bet I can!" Before I could move my hand back to my lips, Billie dove on me. His hands gripped my hips tightly and kept me still. He pushed his lips on mine, roughly at first but then softened.
"Billie, you just had a cigarette didn't you," I mumbled against his lips. He sighed unhappily and nodded. "You taste like a ciggie." He nodded slowly. "So what's going on today," I asked, changing the subject.
"Well when you woke up just now, I was on my way over to see Mike about the concert. But other then that, not much. Just sleep, watch T. V, and screw with you," Billie listed. "You know, I still want to fuck you really bad!"
"Billie Joe! Oh my god," I gasped. He grinned mischievously.
"Well, you should know by now that I'm not one to keep my feelings in," Billie said simply, shrugging his shoulders.
"I can't believe you said that," I grumbled quietly under my breath. He smirked knowingly.
"You know you want me to," he said coolly. I blushed again. "So you took my advice I see."
"What advice are you talking about," I asked wearily. "And Billie I swear if it has ANYTHING to do with sex...." I stopped, waiting for him to answer.
"No! About you look sexy hot when you blush and should do it more often." Billie smiled warmly and then got off the bed.
"Ummm.... Okay, go see Mike," I said awkwardly.
"Did I embarrass you," Billie teased. I buried my face into my pillow so he couldn't see my insane blushing.
"Will you just go see Mike," I mumbled from the pillow that was taking over my face.
"Okay. I'll be right back," he said. He kissed my head softly and then left.
"Yeah yeah yeah. Take your time," I grumbled. "Take all the time you need."
"See wasn't that easy? All you had to say was please, Mr. Superstar," I said to Billie teasingly. He mumbled under his breath and dropped his suitcase along with mine to the floor. He ran across the room and flopped on the bed. "I thought you were too old for that kind of shit," I mocked. Billie smiled and took his jacket off.
"You know you want me baby," Billie said, faking seduction. I rolled my eyes and jumped onto the bed with him. I dove under the duvet that draped over the bed. "Damn you Courtney! Quit playing hard to get!" I giggled at Billie's frustration. I crawled off the bed and stood at the foot of the bed. "Courtney! Please come sleep with me," Billie whined.
"Do you mean sleep as in go to bed sleep or do you mean come fuck me sleep," I asked cautiously.
"Does it matter," Billie winked. Slowly, I sat on the bed. I crawled up to him on my hands and knees. I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes. He snaked his arms around my waist and we just laid there. All was quiet until:
"Billie! Courtney! Wakey-wakey!" I took my head from Billie's chest and he unwrapped his arms from around my waist.
"Tre you little fucker! Go away," Billie shouted in anger.
"Billie, are you fucking Courtney already? It's not even 10 am yet," Tre exclaimed. Tre walked away and Billie grumbled. He put his arms back around my waist and buried his face into the crook of my neck. Minutes later he was asleep and seeing I was being pinned down by him, I fell asleep too.
***Later***
I woke up to Billie's light kisses on my cheek.
"I didn't mean to wake you up," Billie whispered softly. I sat up and kissed him back, a bit more passionate then he had kissed me. I licked my lip and laid back down. "Whoa! What was that for," Billie asked. I frowned.
"Are you saying you didn't like it," I pouted.
"Of course I liked it! I'm just asking what was it for, but I wouldn't mind another one," he said as he laid back on the bed.
"Nope! You hurt my feelings," I joked.
"I'm going to steal one then," he said slyly. I put my hand over my mouth protectively and turned over. "You can't deny me of a kiss," he whined loudly.
I took my hand off my mouth and said "Bet I can!" Before I could move my hand back to my lips, Billie dove on me. His hands gripped my hips tightly and kept me still. He pushed his lips on mine, roughly at first but then softened.
"Billie, you just had a cigarette didn't you," I mumbled against his lips. He sighed unhappily and nodded. "You taste like a ciggie." He nodded slowly. "So what's going on today," I asked, changing the subject.
"Well when you woke up just now, I was on my way over to see Mike about the concert. But other then that, not much. Just sleep, watch T. V, and screw with you," Billie listed. "You know, I still want to fuck you really bad!"
"Billie Joe! Oh my god," I gasped. He grinned mischievously.
"Well, you should know by now that I'm not one to keep my feelings in," Billie said simply, shrugging his shoulders.
"I can't believe you said that," I grumbled quietly under my breath. He smirked knowingly.
"You know you want me to," he said coolly. I blushed again. "So you took my advice I see."
"What advice are you talking about," I asked wearily. "And Billie I swear if it has ANYTHING to do with sex...." I stopped, waiting for him to answer.
"No! About you look sexy hot when you blush and should do it more often." Billie smiled warmly and then got off the bed.
"Ummm.... Okay, go see Mike," I said awkwardly.
"Did I embarrass you," Billie teased. I buried my face into my pillow so he couldn't see my insane blushing.
"Will you just go see Mike," I mumbled from the pillow that was taking over my face.
"Okay. I'll be right back," he said. He kissed my head softly and then left.
"Yeah yeah yeah. Take your time," I grumbled. "Take all the time you need."
