Where Do Broken Hearts Go?, chapter 12
"Charlie you have to come!" Tre said grabbing my hands. "COME COME COME!"
"But...but..."
"No buts Char...you have to come. It's NEW YEARS EVE " Taylor begged.
"Yea I know but they're only doing a few songs. And before midnight." I whined. I had an awful headache, and seeing as I was no longer an angel I couldn't just poof my headache away. I groaned and put my hands to my head. Tre rubbed my head and made groaning noises, which made me laugh.
"Billie will be back in a few with your tylenol...but until then..." he said to me wiggling his eyebrows. This time I laughed so hard it made my head throb so hard that I had to lay it down on the table. I saw Mike and Taylor exchange nervous glances.
"PEEEZIN!!!!" Taylor said. "Billie will be devastated if you don't come." Just then Billie burst through the door. He came over to me and pulled out Tylenol and a Root Beer, which made me smile. I loved root beer more then anything, besides for Billie of course. I gave him a long kiss, and hopped off the stool.
"I'm going to go get ready." I said cheerfully. I saw Mike and Taylor breathe a sigh of relief. I wondered for a moment why they were so relieved, but decided to just shrug it off. It really was a pain getting dressed now that I had no powers. I actually had to dress myself. It didn't take long, since I had never really been the kind to take forever getting myself ready, and before long we were in the limo on the way to the performance at Dick Clark's Rockin New Year's Eve.
*Billie's P.O.V.*
"Green Day!!!!" the host announced. I walked out onto the stage and started playing Whatsername. The crowd went absolutely wild. I looked to the front of the stage where Charlie and Taylor were standing, watching us play while other people, who were mostly drunk, danced. Charlie was a vision. She had on green sparkly halter dress, that reached right below her knees and came down in little pixie points, and high heeled sparkly green shoes to match. Her long red hair was down and curled towards her face like it always was. I watched her brush her bangs out of her eyes and take a sip of her champagne. The song was almost over. I took a deep breath. This was my big moment. Taylor pointed toward the stage just like she was supposed to making Charlie look at me. She smiled and waved and then BOOM! the song was over and fire erupted form the stage. The screen behind us that had once said GREEN DAY, now said "Charlie will you marry me." I hopped off the stage and ran towards Charlie. She was wide eyed and crying. I pulled out a ring and got on my knees.
"Charlie Sinclair...will you marry me?" I said sliding the ring on her finger. She held my hand and helped me up.
"Yes." she said beaming. "Yes yes yes." I pulled her closer to me and kissed her. The crowd erupted in applause. We spent the rest of the night dancing and having fun at a celebrity party and listened to other bands play. When midnight came I kissed her again and knew this was the fuckin best night of my life. I closed my eyes and thought of Adie, and thanked her for sending me Charlie. In my mind I knew that everything would be alright.
"But...but..."
"No buts Char...you have to come. It's NEW YEARS EVE " Taylor begged.
"Yea I know but they're only doing a few songs. And before midnight." I whined. I had an awful headache, and seeing as I was no longer an angel I couldn't just poof my headache away. I groaned and put my hands to my head. Tre rubbed my head and made groaning noises, which made me laugh.
"Billie will be back in a few with your tylenol...but until then..." he said to me wiggling his eyebrows. This time I laughed so hard it made my head throb so hard that I had to lay it down on the table. I saw Mike and Taylor exchange nervous glances.
"PEEEZIN!!!!" Taylor said. "Billie will be devastated if you don't come." Just then Billie burst through the door. He came over to me and pulled out Tylenol and a Root Beer, which made me smile. I loved root beer more then anything, besides for Billie of course. I gave him a long kiss, and hopped off the stool.
"I'm going to go get ready." I said cheerfully. I saw Mike and Taylor breathe a sigh of relief. I wondered for a moment why they were so relieved, but decided to just shrug it off. It really was a pain getting dressed now that I had no powers. I actually had to dress myself. It didn't take long, since I had never really been the kind to take forever getting myself ready, and before long we were in the limo on the way to the performance at Dick Clark's Rockin New Year's Eve.
*Billie's P.O.V.*
"Green Day!!!!" the host announced. I walked out onto the stage and started playing Whatsername. The crowd went absolutely wild. I looked to the front of the stage where Charlie and Taylor were standing, watching us play while other people, who were mostly drunk, danced. Charlie was a vision. She had on green sparkly halter dress, that reached right below her knees and came down in little pixie points, and high heeled sparkly green shoes to match. Her long red hair was down and curled towards her face like it always was. I watched her brush her bangs out of her eyes and take a sip of her champagne. The song was almost over. I took a deep breath. This was my big moment. Taylor pointed toward the stage just like she was supposed to making Charlie look at me. She smiled and waved and then BOOM! the song was over and fire erupted form the stage. The screen behind us that had once said GREEN DAY, now said "Charlie will you marry me." I hopped off the stage and ran towards Charlie. She was wide eyed and crying. I pulled out a ring and got on my knees.
"Charlie Sinclair...will you marry me?" I said sliding the ring on her finger. She held my hand and helped me up.
"Yes." she said beaming. "Yes yes yes." I pulled her closer to me and kissed her. The crowd erupted in applause. We spent the rest of the night dancing and having fun at a celebrity party and listened to other bands play. When midnight came I kissed her again and knew this was the fuckin best night of my life. I closed my eyes and thought of Adie, and thanked her for sending me Charlie. In my mind I knew that everything would be alright.
