Billie and Amanda, chapter 17
5 months later
Billie sat up in his bed. He looked over and saw the clock read 11:58. Wow, he thought, it's almost noon. Billie reached over and grabbed Blue. He fingered a few chords and hummed a few measures. God, he thought, I love Amanda. He knew he had to do something for her-anything. He loved being with her, near her, everything. The way her lips felt on his, the way she talked, the way she walked, the way she smiled... it was too much to take. Billie loved her more than words altogether but he never had the courage to tell-to actually show her. Sure they had spoken those three words to each other before, those "I love you's", but what did they really mean? He picked up his phone and decided to call her.
"Hello?" Amanda's voice said into the receiver. Billie found himself stuttering, as if nervous around the woman he knew he loved. Heck, he was only 18, but he knew, what he and Amanda had, not even the oldest people had.
"Babe?" he breathed unsurely.
"Hey love," she cooed. Billie could see her smiling. He loved when she spoke like that to him. It was well-it was comforting.
"What're doing?" she asked in that sweet voice of hers.
"Hmm. Thinking about you. Thinking about you on my bed. In my boxers." Billie whispered into the phone. Amanda giggled.
"Sounds like fun," she said. It was quite for a while.
"Wanna continue that over here?" she asked.
"Huh?" Billie was caught off-guard.
"Wanna come over here? In your boxers, only your boxers... my parents aren't home," Amanda said slyly. Billie smiled.
"Alright. Bye."
*
Ding-dong.
Amanda ran to the door and unlocked it. Billie smiled at her and walked in, wrapping his arms around her. She looked at him straight into his eyes. Green. She was lost. Billie pressed his lips against hers. Slowly he slid his tongue onto hers. She returned the gesture, and they began passionately kissing. After a minute they pulled away, breathless. Billie picked Amanda up and carried her into her room, setting her down on her bed. He lay down on top of her and continued kissing her, ever so softly. Amanda's hands were on his butt, and slowly they rode up, taking his shirt off. Billie caressed Amanda gently. She looked so beautiful just laying there, her eyeliner smearing, as she gave him that undeniable grin. Billie pulled on her zipper, and gently, slipped her pants off, as she did the same to him. Billie kissed Amanda's forehead gently as he slowly undid the buttons on Amanda's shirt. As soon as he touched her he saw goose bumps prick up on her skin.
"Are you alright?" he breathed.
"Never better," Amanda grinned.
They were both stripped down into just their underwear now, Billie lying on top of her. This is what Billie wanted. This is where he wanted to be. Of every minute of every day. He kissed her between her breasts and worked his way up her neck, until he got to her lips. One of his hands were unhooking her bra while with the other he was running his hand through her hair. Amanda slowly slipped his boxers off, while he took off her panties. Amanda grabbed the covers, and they slid under them...
*
Amanda's head pulled out from under the covers, alarmed. She had heard something.
"Mmm. Babe, don't stop, please," Billie moaned. Amanda remembered. Her parents were home. They said they would be home by five... it couldn't be that late already. Amanda's eyes shot to the clock, which read 5:37.
Shit.
It was them.
"Crap, Billie get off, my parents are home," Amanda forcibly whispered.
"So?" Billie said.
"So, if they see us here they'll murder us. Well, my dad would probably skin you and then burn you alive... " She trailed off.
"But that's not the point, we'll never be allowed to see each other again... Billie get off!" Amanda almost shouted.
"Honey?" Amanda's mom called from downstairs.
"Honey, we're home," she said again.
"I-I'll be right down mom," Amanda said sweetly. Then she turned to Billie.
"Come' on!" she whispered. The seriousness of what Amanda had said had finally sunk in to Billie, and he rolled over, off of her.
"Fine, now what? How do we get me out of the house?" he asked concerned.
" I dunno," Amanda replied, pulling on her clothes quickly.
"What are you smiling at?" she asked Billie, who was already dressed, a perverted grin on his face.
"Nothin'," he smiled. Amanda couldn't help but smile back. He was irresistible. He made her feel like she was the only woman in the world, the only one that mattered. It was a beautiful feeling, a feeling she had never felt before.
"Here," she said at last, pointing to the closet.
"Huh?" Billie asked.
"You'll have to hide out in there for a while, at least until my parents leave or something, then we can sneak you out," she explained.
"No way," he said, "I'm not sitting in your closet."
"Fine then, you wanna just march out the door and be like-Hi! Mr. and Mrs. Pulliver, I'll just be leaving now, see I just had sex with your daughter-but don't worry! We're smart-we used protection!," Amanda mimicked. Billie stifled a laugh.
"Is that what you wanna do?" she asked, a grin on her face.
"No... " Billie pouted. He walked over to the closet, stepping in. Amanda could hear her mom walking up the stairs.
"Although it would be funny to see the look on your dad's face... " Billie murmured.
"Just get in," Amanda laughed. Before Billie did, however, he placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"I love you," he said. All Amanda could do was smile. She was lost for words.
*
"Amanda, dear?" her mom called.
"Who are you talking-" she began, as Amanda cut her off, opening the door.
"Oh my- what happened to your hair?" she asked, a puzzled look on her face. Amanda's hand shot up to her hair. It was all messed up. Billie just had to run his fingers through her hair-like a million times-didn't he?
"Oh- my hair-ha, well, you know me just dancing around listening to loud music, you know, the usual," Amanda said, praying her mom would buy it. She peeked her head in.
"Your room's a mess, there's clothes everywhere, and your bed, tsk, tsk, clean it up," she said.
"Oh, yeah sure," Amanda said relieved. Amanda's mom started to walk away.
"Oh- and dear? We're going to a party tonight, so get ready. You can invite Billie too, were leaving at 7, your father and I are going shopping. Bye." she said, walking out of the house.
Amanda waited for them to leave, then she opened the closet door. Billie walked out, breathless.
"Damn, it's hot in there," he panted. Amanda was laughing.
"Are you alright?" she asked between laughter.
'Yeah, I can't believe your mom bought that," he smiled. He walked over to her, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Amanda?" he asked. She was resting her head on his chest.
"Hmm?" she replied.
"Do you love me?" he asked. She looked up.
"Of course," she said.
"Can I hear you say it?" he asked.
"I love you Billie fucking Joe Armstrong," she whispered. He smiled.
"You know, I wanna spend the rest of my life with you Billie," she said. Billie swallowed, then knelt down on one knee.
"I know this isn't all romantic and crap-but, Amanda, will you marry me?" he asked. He pulled a ring out of his back pocket and held it up. Amanda sunk to the floor, crying.
"Babe, babe-what's wrong? Didn't you say you love me?" he asked puzzled.
"These are tears of joy, Armstrong," she smiled.
"So, will you?" he asked, holding her in his arms.
"I- don't know what to say-I-"Amanda stuttered.
"How about yes?" Billie asked.
"Of course, I will you dumbass, but we can't, we just-" she said.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Well, you have the band and-" Amanda began.
"That won't change," he said hopefully. Amanda looked into his eyes and saw they were flooded with tears. He was hurt. He didn't think she'd chance it for him. But she would.
"Billie, we'll have to keep this a secret," she said.
"So you'll do it?" he looked up.
"Of course, I just-" she was cut off by Billie's lips pressed against hers.
"Amanda I love you and I swear, I'll take good care of you, I'll protect you, I'll let no one hurt you," Billie said. Amanda grinned.
"We'll run away together then?" Amanda said.
"Always," he replied back, kissing her once more.
"Now what's this I hear about a party?" Billie smiled. Amanda smiled too. Her heart was bursting with something. Something-one could only describe it as love.
*
Billie sat up in his bed. He looked over and saw the clock read 11:58. Wow, he thought, it's almost noon. Billie reached over and grabbed Blue. He fingered a few chords and hummed a few measures. God, he thought, I love Amanda. He knew he had to do something for her-anything. He loved being with her, near her, everything. The way her lips felt on his, the way she talked, the way she walked, the way she smiled... it was too much to take. Billie loved her more than words altogether but he never had the courage to tell-to actually show her. Sure they had spoken those three words to each other before, those "I love you's", but what did they really mean? He picked up his phone and decided to call her.
"Hello?" Amanda's voice said into the receiver. Billie found himself stuttering, as if nervous around the woman he knew he loved. Heck, he was only 18, but he knew, what he and Amanda had, not even the oldest people had.
"Babe?" he breathed unsurely.
"Hey love," she cooed. Billie could see her smiling. He loved when she spoke like that to him. It was well-it was comforting.
"What're doing?" she asked in that sweet voice of hers.
"Hmm. Thinking about you. Thinking about you on my bed. In my boxers." Billie whispered into the phone. Amanda giggled.
"Sounds like fun," she said. It was quite for a while.
"Wanna continue that over here?" she asked.
"Huh?" Billie was caught off-guard.
"Wanna come over here? In your boxers, only your boxers... my parents aren't home," Amanda said slyly. Billie smiled.
"Alright. Bye."
*
Ding-dong.
Amanda ran to the door and unlocked it. Billie smiled at her and walked in, wrapping his arms around her. She looked at him straight into his eyes. Green. She was lost. Billie pressed his lips against hers. Slowly he slid his tongue onto hers. She returned the gesture, and they began passionately kissing. After a minute they pulled away, breathless. Billie picked Amanda up and carried her into her room, setting her down on her bed. He lay down on top of her and continued kissing her, ever so softly. Amanda's hands were on his butt, and slowly they rode up, taking his shirt off. Billie caressed Amanda gently. She looked so beautiful just laying there, her eyeliner smearing, as she gave him that undeniable grin. Billie pulled on her zipper, and gently, slipped her pants off, as she did the same to him. Billie kissed Amanda's forehead gently as he slowly undid the buttons on Amanda's shirt. As soon as he touched her he saw goose bumps prick up on her skin.
"Are you alright?" he breathed.
"Never better," Amanda grinned.
They were both stripped down into just their underwear now, Billie lying on top of her. This is what Billie wanted. This is where he wanted to be. Of every minute of every day. He kissed her between her breasts and worked his way up her neck, until he got to her lips. One of his hands were unhooking her bra while with the other he was running his hand through her hair. Amanda slowly slipped his boxers off, while he took off her panties. Amanda grabbed the covers, and they slid under them...
*
Amanda's head pulled out from under the covers, alarmed. She had heard something.
"Mmm. Babe, don't stop, please," Billie moaned. Amanda remembered. Her parents were home. They said they would be home by five... it couldn't be that late already. Amanda's eyes shot to the clock, which read 5:37.
Shit.
It was them.
"Crap, Billie get off, my parents are home," Amanda forcibly whispered.
"So?" Billie said.
"So, if they see us here they'll murder us. Well, my dad would probably skin you and then burn you alive... " She trailed off.
"But that's not the point, we'll never be allowed to see each other again... Billie get off!" Amanda almost shouted.
"Honey?" Amanda's mom called from downstairs.
"Honey, we're home," she said again.
"I-I'll be right down mom," Amanda said sweetly. Then she turned to Billie.
"Come' on!" she whispered. The seriousness of what Amanda had said had finally sunk in to Billie, and he rolled over, off of her.
"Fine, now what? How do we get me out of the house?" he asked concerned.
" I dunno," Amanda replied, pulling on her clothes quickly.
"What are you smiling at?" she asked Billie, who was already dressed, a perverted grin on his face.
"Nothin'," he smiled. Amanda couldn't help but smile back. He was irresistible. He made her feel like she was the only woman in the world, the only one that mattered. It was a beautiful feeling, a feeling she had never felt before.
"Here," she said at last, pointing to the closet.
"Huh?" Billie asked.
"You'll have to hide out in there for a while, at least until my parents leave or something, then we can sneak you out," she explained.
"No way," he said, "I'm not sitting in your closet."
"Fine then, you wanna just march out the door and be like-Hi! Mr. and Mrs. Pulliver, I'll just be leaving now, see I just had sex with your daughter-but don't worry! We're smart-we used protection!," Amanda mimicked. Billie stifled a laugh.
"Is that what you wanna do?" she asked, a grin on her face.
"No... " Billie pouted. He walked over to the closet, stepping in. Amanda could hear her mom walking up the stairs.
"Although it would be funny to see the look on your dad's face... " Billie murmured.
"Just get in," Amanda laughed. Before Billie did, however, he placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"I love you," he said. All Amanda could do was smile. She was lost for words.
*
"Amanda, dear?" her mom called.
"Who are you talking-" she began, as Amanda cut her off, opening the door.
"Oh my- what happened to your hair?" she asked, a puzzled look on her face. Amanda's hand shot up to her hair. It was all messed up. Billie just had to run his fingers through her hair-like a million times-didn't he?
"Oh- my hair-ha, well, you know me just dancing around listening to loud music, you know, the usual," Amanda said, praying her mom would buy it. She peeked her head in.
"Your room's a mess, there's clothes everywhere, and your bed, tsk, tsk, clean it up," she said.
"Oh, yeah sure," Amanda said relieved. Amanda's mom started to walk away.
"Oh- and dear? We're going to a party tonight, so get ready. You can invite Billie too, were leaving at 7, your father and I are going shopping. Bye." she said, walking out of the house.
Amanda waited for them to leave, then she opened the closet door. Billie walked out, breathless.
"Damn, it's hot in there," he panted. Amanda was laughing.
"Are you alright?" she asked between laughter.
'Yeah, I can't believe your mom bought that," he smiled. He walked over to her, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Amanda?" he asked. She was resting her head on his chest.
"Hmm?" she replied.
"Do you love me?" he asked. She looked up.
"Of course," she said.
"Can I hear you say it?" he asked.
"I love you Billie fucking Joe Armstrong," she whispered. He smiled.
"You know, I wanna spend the rest of my life with you Billie," she said. Billie swallowed, then knelt down on one knee.
"I know this isn't all romantic and crap-but, Amanda, will you marry me?" he asked. He pulled a ring out of his back pocket and held it up. Amanda sunk to the floor, crying.
"Babe, babe-what's wrong? Didn't you say you love me?" he asked puzzled.
"These are tears of joy, Armstrong," she smiled.
"So, will you?" he asked, holding her in his arms.
"I- don't know what to say-I-"Amanda stuttered.
"How about yes?" Billie asked.
"Of course, I will you dumbass, but we can't, we just-" she said.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Well, you have the band and-" Amanda began.
"That won't change," he said hopefully. Amanda looked into his eyes and saw they were flooded with tears. He was hurt. He didn't think she'd chance it for him. But she would.
"Billie, we'll have to keep this a secret," she said.
"So you'll do it?" he looked up.
"Of course, I just-" she was cut off by Billie's lips pressed against hers.
"Amanda I love you and I swear, I'll take good care of you, I'll protect you, I'll let no one hurt you," Billie said. Amanda grinned.
"We'll run away together then?" Amanda said.
"Always," he replied back, kissing her once more.
"Now what's this I hear about a party?" Billie smiled. Amanda smiled too. Her heart was bursting with something. Something-one could only describe it as love.
*
