Where Do Broken Hearts Go?, chapter 9
Back to Charlie...
That night when I fell asleep, I had an epiphany. Well rather Adrienne Armstrong came to visit me in a dream and told me what I had to do.
"Look for him." she told me straight out. "He needs you." she said, and then she disappeared. Most likely forever; I thought. So the following morning I wrote Taylor a note telling her I was going to find Billie because he needed me. I tried to apparate, but that was still a no-go since I hadn't exactly admitted what I was supposed to admit. So I walked all the way to Billie Joe's house, located the spare key, and went in.
"Billie Joe? Billie Joe it's me, Charlie." Silence. "Billie Joe?" I wandered from room to room trying to find him, but with no avail. He wasn't home, which was odd considering it was like, 7 o'clock in the morning on a Saturday. I picked up the phone to call Taylor.
"Hello." she answered. She was wide awake which was so unlike her this early in the morning.
"Why are you awake so early. It's Charlie by the way I went to find Billie."
"Shit he was just here looking for you Char." Taylor told me. I started cursing myself out mentally. Shit shit shit, I should have stayed there.
"Well you told him I came to find him right? I mean you DID get the note right?" There was a long silence.
"What note." she said. FUCK! leave it to Talor to not get the note.
"THE NOTE TAY I LEFT A NOTE ON YOUR DRESSER!" I shouted. All she could say was oops.
"Well how long ago was he here?" I questioned.
"Like an hour or two ago, on his way to the airport he said."
"Airport? Why?" I asked.
"Video shoot in New York." she said.
"Great, what time was his flight."
"Six." she said plainly. It was 7 now.
"I MISSED HIM!?!? HOW AM I GONNA GET TO HIM I CAN'T APPARATE!!!" I shouted angrily. I started to cry. "I needed to tell him that I loved him and now I missed him." I told her.
"WAIT! What did you just say?" she said excitedly. God she's so dense; I thought.
"I said..." I began, then I realized what had happened. "SHIT! I ADMITTED IT!?! Oh God, I...I have to go. Wait what hotel?" I said.
"I don't know he didn't tell me." she said. "Use your intuition." she said, and she hung up. I closed my eyes, and frantically thought Billie's hotel room. Billie's hotel room Billie's hotel room. I felt a WHOOSH! and seconds later I was in a strage, and absolutely gorgeous might I add, hotel room. I saw clothes strewn all over the floor, that were unmistakably Billie's. I decided to sit it out and wait for him to return, since I didn't want to have to apparate in the middle of his video...
That night when I fell asleep, I had an epiphany. Well rather Adrienne Armstrong came to visit me in a dream and told me what I had to do.
"Look for him." she told me straight out. "He needs you." she said, and then she disappeared. Most likely forever; I thought. So the following morning I wrote Taylor a note telling her I was going to find Billie because he needed me. I tried to apparate, but that was still a no-go since I hadn't exactly admitted what I was supposed to admit. So I walked all the way to Billie Joe's house, located the spare key, and went in.
"Billie Joe? Billie Joe it's me, Charlie." Silence. "Billie Joe?" I wandered from room to room trying to find him, but with no avail. He wasn't home, which was odd considering it was like, 7 o'clock in the morning on a Saturday. I picked up the phone to call Taylor.
"Hello." she answered. She was wide awake which was so unlike her this early in the morning.
"Why are you awake so early. It's Charlie by the way I went to find Billie."
"Shit he was just here looking for you Char." Taylor told me. I started cursing myself out mentally. Shit shit shit, I should have stayed there.
"Well you told him I came to find him right? I mean you DID get the note right?" There was a long silence.
"What note." she said. FUCK! leave it to Talor to not get the note.
"THE NOTE TAY I LEFT A NOTE ON YOUR DRESSER!" I shouted. All she could say was oops.
"Well how long ago was he here?" I questioned.
"Like an hour or two ago, on his way to the airport he said."
"Airport? Why?" I asked.
"Video shoot in New York." she said.
"Great, what time was his flight."
"Six." she said plainly. It was 7 now.
"I MISSED HIM!?!? HOW AM I GONNA GET TO HIM I CAN'T APPARATE!!!" I shouted angrily. I started to cry. "I needed to tell him that I loved him and now I missed him." I told her.
"WAIT! What did you just say?" she said excitedly. God she's so dense; I thought.
"I said..." I began, then I realized what had happened. "SHIT! I ADMITTED IT!?! Oh God, I...I have to go. Wait what hotel?" I said.
"I don't know he didn't tell me." she said. "Use your intuition." she said, and she hung up. I closed my eyes, and frantically thought Billie's hotel room. Billie's hotel room Billie's hotel room. I felt a WHOOSH! and seconds later I was in a strage, and absolutely gorgeous might I add, hotel room. I saw clothes strewn all over the floor, that were unmistakably Billie's. I decided to sit it out and wait for him to return, since I didn't want to have to apparate in the middle of his video...
