A, B, C, D, E, F, Green Day, chapter 2
As I walked up the stairs to Billie Joe's room I just wanted to be able to stay forever this time. I mean I love my mom and all, but on these kind of days I just wish she hadn't been so hard on us because of her problems. But I forgot all of that once I entered his room.
It looked about the same as the last time I was here, his guitar off to the side, music sheets and lyrics all around. Only the thing that made it feel the best was the fact that Billie Joe had kept my stuff there, expecting me to come back.
I laid down on the soft mashed in matteress. That's what I liked about his matteress, you could just sink into it and forget about the world around you. Plus the fact that once someone sat on the bed you knew who was there. And I did, it was Billie Joe.
"You know Mike was right. If i had my way, you'd be here all the time or at least be on tour with me," he said leaning over me in a way that caused his green eyes to sparkle all the more.
"Yeah I would too. Only I think my dad might still care about me so he would never let me go. Then again he would be too busy fighting with mom to see me sneak out," I said, my hand rubbing Billie Joe's arm.
That's what I liked the most about him. When I needed help he was there. All my pain and rage was always his problem if it had to do with me. Besides the fact that he brought free beer, I loved him coming to town.
Though the thing was we acted like a couple and all that, but he never said he loved me. He only told me through the way he spoke and as usual I was afraid to get hurt again. After my last boyfriend had cheated on me.
He had said that he loved me and I told him the same. So I was afraid that if I did say it the same thing would happen again.
We sat in the darkness for a time until Billie Joe slumped over me and fell asleep. He looked so innocent in his sleep. I loved to watch him sleep. The steady breaths and the way that when he was asleep I could just stay there and watch him.
Before finally falling asleep a ran my hand through his hair, just trying to remember it in case he ever did leave me. Or was it just so I felt better?
It looked about the same as the last time I was here, his guitar off to the side, music sheets and lyrics all around. Only the thing that made it feel the best was the fact that Billie Joe had kept my stuff there, expecting me to come back.
I laid down on the soft mashed in matteress. That's what I liked about his matteress, you could just sink into it and forget about the world around you. Plus the fact that once someone sat on the bed you knew who was there. And I did, it was Billie Joe.
"You know Mike was right. If i had my way, you'd be here all the time or at least be on tour with me," he said leaning over me in a way that caused his green eyes to sparkle all the more.
"Yeah I would too. Only I think my dad might still care about me so he would never let me go. Then again he would be too busy fighting with mom to see me sneak out," I said, my hand rubbing Billie Joe's arm.
That's what I liked the most about him. When I needed help he was there. All my pain and rage was always his problem if it had to do with me. Besides the fact that he brought free beer, I loved him coming to town.
Though the thing was we acted like a couple and all that, but he never said he loved me. He only told me through the way he spoke and as usual I was afraid to get hurt again. After my last boyfriend had cheated on me.
He had said that he loved me and I told him the same. So I was afraid that if I did say it the same thing would happen again.
We sat in the darkness for a time until Billie Joe slumped over me and fell asleep. He looked so innocent in his sleep. I loved to watch him sleep. The steady breaths and the way that when he was asleep I could just stay there and watch him.
Before finally falling asleep a ran my hand through his hair, just trying to remember it in case he ever did leave me. Or was it just so I felt better?
