Call It What You Like - I Don't Care, chapter 13

Recap

Billie Joe turned to me and confirmed that he had heard the greater part of my conversation with Adie, "Why don't you think I like you?" He asked boldly. "Do you like me?"

Well whay have I got to lose...

Only one of the only friends that I have.

End Recap

"I do like you. But assuming you heard what Adie and I were talking about, you would know that you're the closest I've ever had to a boyfriend and I messed everything up with you anyway." I gulped slightly and continued, "I'm staying with you because I don't want to go back to my family and when I'm with you I feel wanted and appreciated, not hated and non-existent." Now I really started to spill. "I don't care if you think I'm using you because you're at perfect liberty to kick me out if you want but you're the only good friend I've got and if you don't mind I'd like things to stay that way before anything gets too serious."

Damn, what the fuck am I on about... I guess that's how I feel deep down but hell; I wouldn't mind things getting a bit more serious.

Billie Joe looked down nervously and bit his lip, "You didn't actually answer my question... "

"If you need an answer that desperately then yes, I do like you but I've caused a lot of shit already when I don't have to be here and I know full well that it can happen again."

I was cut off, "But I wouldn't let it happen Bella, I need you so much, I know we hardly know each other but I can feel it and I know you do too, it's as though you make me complete. Tell me honestly that you don't feel the same." He said in a low husky voice, damn I wish he wouldn't do that.

I looked into his eyes and opened my mouth but nothing came out. This was getting freaky, all of this is new to me. I still couldn't say anything but Billie Joe seemed to be able to predict my answer anyway.

He leant forward slightly and cupped his hands around my face and then very softly pressed his lips against mine. That was when my mind just about exploded; it seemed so much different then before...

I could feel so much emotion suddenly, and I am a VERY un-emotional person.

And the scariest thing I could feel, distinguished amongst everything else I'd ever felt, I could feel love.

We broke apart for a second and both caught our breath, then Billie Joe put one hand around my shoulders and drew me closer to his body.

He kissed me again only this time a lot deeper. I felt him smile against my lips as I wrapped one arm around his neck and pulled him in closer.

He slipped his tongue into my mouth and slid his hands down onto my hips.

I placed my arms around his waist and pulled him as close to me as physically possible. As my hand slid down onto his hips he pulled me down on top of him and slid his hand just under the bottom of my shirt and began to slide them up my sides.

I slowly began to undo his bet buckle as he pulled my shirt up further and slid his hands onto my chest.

I let a small gasp escape my lips before Billie Joe claimed them again with his own.

He pulled my shirt over my head as I gently began to work my hands up his back pulling his shirt over the back of his head and tossing it behind me.

He started kissing from my shoulder to my neck while I unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled down the zip. He let out a soft moan as I began to slide his pants down his thighs.

He undid my jeans and slid them down and off my legs as I pulled his off and kissed him passionately.

Both of us now only wearing our underwear, stood up and began to make our way to his bedroom, still kissing passionately the whole way.

I couldn't believe what was happening, I hardly even knew this man and I was about to give it up to him... Oh well, has to happen sooner or later.

He pulled a small packet out of his bedside table draw and turned away from me for a few seconds.

Authors note: I'm not writing any further than that... You can figure the rest out in your own sick little minds

***

I woke up late that afternoon, tangled up in a bed sheet with a pair of strong, tattooed arms wrapped around my waist. I rolled over slightly so I could see Billie Joe with his eyes still closed but a huge grin on his face.

"Good morning sexy." He muttered.

"Right back at you," I grinned, still recalling all of last night's events.

"Did you have fun?" Billie Joe asked with a smirk.

"I think I pretty much told you that earlier Billie." I muttered as I buried my face into his shoulder.

"Mmm... Move over damn it." Billie Joe said as he pushed me over a bit.

"Nuh," I replied, staying exactly where I was.

"Fine then, have it your way." Billie Joe muttered as he lifted himself up and rolled on top of me with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.

"Billie, you're killing me." I gasped.

"Hmm... You should have moved over then." He smirked.

"You suck!"

"And swallow."

"My god Billie. You are such a freak. "

"Not what you were telling me a few hours ago. " He replied.

"I have absolutely nothing to say back to that. "

"Aww what a shame," He teased me. "I'm hungry." He added, suddenly changing the subject.

"So am I. Have you got anything here to eat?" I asked him, knowing full-well that he probably wouldn't have anything edible in the whole house.

"Um... I have left over chicken from last night. Joey and Jake wanted chicken... " Billie replied. "I think we might have to go out somewhere."

"Ok. I'll go and get ready then," I said as I pushed Billie Joe off me. I stood up and quickly pulled the sheet off the bed and wrapped it around my body, leaving Billie Joe butt-naked on the bed.

He didn't even bother to cover himself up or anything, he just lay on his back watching me as I quickly turned around.

"You like that don't you babe?"

"Oh god Billie... "

Billie Joe cracked up laughing and promptly fell off the edge of the bed. I rolled my eyes and walked down the hallway to my bedroom.

I had a quick shower and put on my black jeans, a black t-shirt with the American Idiot Heart grenade thingo on the front, black and red stripy converse and brushed my hair and quickly put some wax in the bottom to make it flip out a bit.

I walked down stairs and went into the lounge room to find Billie Joe. But unfortunately he wasn't anywhere to be seen.

I walked back up stairs and into his bedroom. "Billie Joe!" I called out. "Where are you and what the hell are you doing that takes this long?"

"I'm in the bathroom and I'm doing my hair... It's gone wavy and I hate it!" He called back clearly getting annoyed.

I sighed and walked into the bathroom, "Billie Joe, no one cares what you look like... And you told me that you usually wear a hat so people don't know it's you."

"I do, but you can still see my hair under the hat... And I want it to be straight... Why can't I just have your hair?"

"You can't have my hair because it's mine, and who are you trying to impress anyway? I mean, if you want to impress me then you should know that I think you're sexy as fuck anyway and if you're trying to impress me you need to get your ass down stairs so we can get some food. If you're trying to impress some one else then you're going to un-impress me in order to impress that certain some one else who will then be un-impressed when they find out that you just fucked me which impressed me a lot anyway, so in conclusion I guess you're just aiming to impress yourself then, aren't you?"

"Whoa... That made my brain ache." Billie said putting down all his hair products and leading me out of his messy bathroom.

I laughed and followed him out into the hallway, "Oh wait," I said looking through my black and red striped handbag, "I didn't get my wallet."

"You don't need it, I'm paying, I owe you for running late anyway." Billie Joe said.

"Are you sure...?"

"Of course not... " He said sarcastically, pulling me downstairs and out the front door.

***

We walked out of the small restaurant that we had been in, laughing our asses off.

The waiter was apparently some dud that Billie Joe knew... And hated.

So he kept complaining about his food until the waiter got so annoyed that he threw the food at the wall after Billie Joe had sent it back for the 15th time.

Anyway, we were walking down the street when Billie Joe suddenly turned to me and his eyes all of a sudden. "Do you want to go dancing?" He asked with a grin.

"Dancing...?" I asked slowly... "I don't dance... "

"I'm sure you can, it's not that hard."

"I can fine... I just don't do it." I don't actually know why I don't like it that much... I guess it's just cause I've never had anyone to dance with.

"Aww... Come on Bella, pleeeeeeeease?" He pleaded, giving me a puppy dog eye look that I just couldn't turn down.

"Ah why the fuck not." I replied, following him down the street to a club.

A few minutes later we were in the middle of a dance floor holding each other close and moving to the music.

Billie Joe pressed his forehead against mine and muttered to me "You know, after this morning I think its right to say this... Bella, I REALLY like you and I feel as though I couldn't live without you in my life..."

"Billie... " I started but he cut me off.

"I know you've never had a boyfriend but you can't be lonely for your whole life... And I know I'd never leave you."

"Billie... " I pressed my lips against his... "I know how you feel and I feel the same way, that's why I had to come back after you said all those things to me on the phone."

"About that, you know I didn't mean to call you those things, I have to admit I had been drinking a little bit... "

I smiled as he kissed me softly and slid his tongue past my lips.

A while later we stopped dancing and went back to Billie's house, only to find Tre's car parked in the driveway.

We walked up the steps of the front porch and found Tre sitting there reading a magazine waiting for us to get home.

"Finally," he muttered.

"Tre what the fuck are you doing here?" Billie Joe asked him.

"She kicked me out... again... "

"Oh ok... Hope it wasn't bad 'cause you're not staying for anymore than three days, ok?" Billie Joe said as he unlocked the front door.

"I guess Bella has the comfy bed doesn't she... Or does she get to sleep on you?"

"No, Bella gets the comfy bed and you get the shitty one it's only fair, she was invited here."

"Billie I thought you loved me... Can't you and Bella sleep together? I know you already have... "

"Well we haven't." Billie Joe said, a little too quickly.

"Please Bill, I've know you for ages and I can tell. You've had this huge grin on your face and you keep on looking at her strangely and acting kind of nervous around me... Which, by the way, I don't get."

"You're ok with it? I mean, after what happened in Connecticut." Billie asked, clearly admitting defeat.

"Please don't talk about that." I cut into the conversation. It still made me feel very uncomfortable and I really didn't want to have to be stuck here with Billie and Tre, but Tre seemed to be fine with it anyway.

"Sorry." They both said a once.

"But I'm fine anyway." Tre added.

***

"Billie Joe, can you please get me some ice-cream?" Tre whined.

"Tre you've been asking that for the last half an hour and the answer is still the same. WE DON'T HAVE ANY!" Billie Joe shouted at Tre.

"Tre, I'll buy you an ice-cream tomorrow if you shut the fuck up now." Bella said firmly. "Now shut up and watch the rest of the movie or go to bed."

"FINE, THEN!" Tre shouted, running out of the lounge room and... Somewhere...

After a few more minutes of watching the movie Billie Joe and I got sick of the movie, "Do you want to go to sleep now, 'cause you have to take Tre out for ice-cream tomorrow," He said with a smirk.

I sighed, "Yeah I know, I'm tired anyway."

We walked up stairs and Billie Joe went to walk to his bedroom but he quickly turned back and came over to me. "Good night Bella," he said quietly as he kissed me softly on the lips.

I opened the door to my room and walked in only to find Tre asleep and snoring his head off in my bed.

I grabbed my pajamas and walked out into the hallway, closing the door behind me.

"Billie Joe?" I said as I knocked on his bedroom door.
"Yeah?"

"Tre stole my bed." I replied.

I heard footsteps and then the door opened revealing Billie Joe in his black boxers and tight black t-shirt... Fuck he looks sexy.

"You can sleep with me if you like," He said, grinning. He opened the door to let me in and hn got into bed.

I went into the bathroom and got changed quickly and then came back out in my tight red tank top and tight black pants. When I came out I found that Billie Joe had taken off his t-shirt because of how hot it was. He was lying on his back with the sheet pulled only up to is knees.

I lay down beside him and pulled the sheet up a bit higher due to the fact that he was openly gawping at my chest the same way he had the first night I stayed here.

"Billie, why don't you just get implants so you can stop staring at me?" I asked him with a sigh.

"What? I wasn't looking." He argued.

"Yes you were, I'm not blind Billie." I replied.

"Yeah well, you know you like it, and I can see you looking at me... " He said cheekily.

I blushed slightly, I have to admit, I did sneak a little peek when I came out of the bathroom...

"Aren't you hot at all?" He asked me suggestively.

"Billie Joe will you stop trying to convince me to get undressed please.."

"Aww... I'll just have to do it by force then." He said. And before I knew it he knelt up on the bed and lay on top of me.

"Ahem, no you WON'T," I said firmly, pushing him off me and onto the floor.

"Fine I'll go sleep with Tre then!" He screeched covering his eyes and running out of the room.

I got up and slowly walked down the hallway to my room. As soon as I got there I stood just outside the door way, out of their view.

"Tre! Bella won't fuck me!" Billie Joe yelled as he jumped on top of Tre and crawled into the bed with him.

"Aww... Don't worry Bill, I will." Tre replied holding back laughter, both knowing that I was listening.

I walked in to see Billie and Tre both in the bed that I had to sleep in lying next to each other laughing their asses off.

"Oh god," I muttered as I walked back to Billie's room and lay down in his bed... Don't get me wrong, Billie Joe is the coolest guy I know, but he's a bit weird.

About 10 minutes later I felt the bed sink down next to me and Billie Joe wrapped his arms around me. I rolled over in his grip and wrapped one arm around his back and kissed him lightly on the lips.

And that's how we fell asleep...


Tre's P. O. V

I lay down in bed staring at the ceiling.

Why did Billie Joe have an awesome girl and I just got kicked out again by my ex-wife... It's just not fair.

I didn't have those feelings for Bella, and I don't think I ever really did, I was just jealous of Billie Joe... Like always.

He's the one ho gets everything all the time...
He's the famous one.
He's the one who gets all the girls.
He's the one with the really good looks.
He's the one with all the talent. He's the one with all the song-writing skills.

Whenever some one mentions Green Day, people automatically think of him.

I lifted up my t-shirt and gently ran my fingers over the deep cut on my side that had been hacked into so many times... I couldn't cut my wrists because then some one would notice and I wouldn't be special at all... As long as I keep this up I can put on my daily façade and keep being recognized as the funny guy everyone thinks I am...

Not the depressed jealous second best that I truly am...