TITANIC- How I met the love of my life., chapter 3
*Billie's pov*
My life is brilliant
My love is pure
I saw an angel
Of that I'm sure
She smiled to me on the subway
She was with another man
But I won't lose no sleep all night
'Cause I've got a plan
Your Beautiful, Your Beautiful,
Your Beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face, In a crowded place.
And I don't now what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Billie was up all night thinking about her. But he knew he couldn't have her. He cried himself to sleep many nights, but tonight it was different. He cried because thinking of her and how he would never have her. Plus, a rich girl, could never be pleased by a dirt pour punk. Little did he know, that the girl of his dreams was thinking of him too.
Just then, the door opened, and the light was turned on. It was Mike. I guess he got really lucky, because he had the biggest grin on his face.
"So, I guess you got laid." I said, sadly.
"No, but close," Mike continued, in a really excited voice, "I asked her out... And she said, yes!"
"Oh, so exciting!" Tre stated, with sarcasm in his voice, "tell us about it when we're NOT sleeping!"
"Sorry, Tre," I said sarcastically, "we didn't know you were having one of your prostitution dreams again."
"SHUT UP!" said Tre. As soon as he said that, his head hit the pillow and he fell into a deep sleep.
"Sweet dreams, pimp boy." Mike said. I then decided I would wait for them to fall asleep, and then go walk around the deck, and maybe play my guitar. When they fell asleep, I got some clothes on, and left the room.
Juliet's pov
I stared at my fiancée, as he snored loudly. I couldn't sleep, because I was thinking about the punk boy I saw strumming his guitar so beautifully. He was a pretty handsome boy. Oh my gosh! I can't believe I just said that. I'm getting married when the ship docked. I better sort my mind out! I decided I should go out for a walk, to clear my mind. So I crept out of the room not to wake Henry. I closed the door and ran outside. When I got out, I heard somebody playing the guitar so beautifully. I got closer, and saw it was the same boy I had seen before. He was writing a song. I wonder what it's about. He stopped writing and started playing the guitar. Then he started to sing a song.
He sang "I wish I could tell you,
But the words would come out wrong.
Oh, if you only knew,
The way I felt for soo long.
I know that we're worlds apart,
But I just don't seem to care.
These feelings in my heart,
Only with you I wanna share.
The first time I caught, a glimpse of you,
Then all my thoughts, were only of you.
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh..." He continued the song, and I thought it was the most beautiful song I had ever heard. Then he saw me listening to to him.
"Come down, if you want to listen to more." The boy said.
"Ok." I responded, nervously. I came down and he motioned me to sit beside him. So I sat down beside him, as he held out his hand for me to shake.
"Billie Joe Armstrong is the name. But I would like to know your name." the boy said.
"Juliet Bouvier-De Louvre and it's a pleasure to meet such a fine guitarist as yourself." I said.
" Well, thank you. That means a lot, since a lot of people hate our type of music, punk rock. Punk rock is a style of... " Billie Joe said before I cut him off.
"I know what punk rock is. It just happens to be my favorite type of music." I said.
"Oh, you don't seem to look like a punk rock fan." Billie said.
"I know. Girls like me are supposed to go to tea parties and be proper. But that is not me at all." I said, kind of pissed off.
"Well, you can be what you want to be. If people have a problem with that, you shouldn't care. If you do, you will turn into something you don't want to be." Billie said with self confidence in his voice.
"Thanks, for listening and caring." I said.
"No problemo." Billie said.
We sat there for a bit and looked at the stars. Then we lay down on the bench and looked straight up at the stars. As I fell asleep looking at the stars with the only person who cared about me, I realized that I had got what I wanted. I got to wake up beside someone I actually wanted to be with. It's kind of funny because everything's going so fast but, I think I'm in love.
My life is brilliant
My love is pure
I saw an angel
Of that I'm sure
She smiled to me on the subway
She was with another man
But I won't lose no sleep all night
'Cause I've got a plan
Your Beautiful, Your Beautiful,
Your Beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face, In a crowded place.
And I don't now what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Billie was up all night thinking about her. But he knew he couldn't have her. He cried himself to sleep many nights, but tonight it was different. He cried because thinking of her and how he would never have her. Plus, a rich girl, could never be pleased by a dirt pour punk. Little did he know, that the girl of his dreams was thinking of him too.
Just then, the door opened, and the light was turned on. It was Mike. I guess he got really lucky, because he had the biggest grin on his face.
"So, I guess you got laid." I said, sadly.
"No, but close," Mike continued, in a really excited voice, "I asked her out... And she said, yes!"
"Oh, so exciting!" Tre stated, with sarcasm in his voice, "tell us about it when we're NOT sleeping!"
"Sorry, Tre," I said sarcastically, "we didn't know you were having one of your prostitution dreams again."
"SHUT UP!" said Tre. As soon as he said that, his head hit the pillow and he fell into a deep sleep.
"Sweet dreams, pimp boy." Mike said. I then decided I would wait for them to fall asleep, and then go walk around the deck, and maybe play my guitar. When they fell asleep, I got some clothes on, and left the room.
Juliet's pov
I stared at my fiancée, as he snored loudly. I couldn't sleep, because I was thinking about the punk boy I saw strumming his guitar so beautifully. He was a pretty handsome boy. Oh my gosh! I can't believe I just said that. I'm getting married when the ship docked. I better sort my mind out! I decided I should go out for a walk, to clear my mind. So I crept out of the room not to wake Henry. I closed the door and ran outside. When I got out, I heard somebody playing the guitar so beautifully. I got closer, and saw it was the same boy I had seen before. He was writing a song. I wonder what it's about. He stopped writing and started playing the guitar. Then he started to sing a song.
He sang "I wish I could tell you,
But the words would come out wrong.
Oh, if you only knew,
The way I felt for soo long.
I know that we're worlds apart,
But I just don't seem to care.
These feelings in my heart,
Only with you I wanna share.
The first time I caught, a glimpse of you,
Then all my thoughts, were only of you.
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh..." He continued the song, and I thought it was the most beautiful song I had ever heard. Then he saw me listening to to him.
"Come down, if you want to listen to more." The boy said.
"Ok." I responded, nervously. I came down and he motioned me to sit beside him. So I sat down beside him, as he held out his hand for me to shake.
"Billie Joe Armstrong is the name. But I would like to know your name." the boy said.
"Juliet Bouvier-De Louvre and it's a pleasure to meet such a fine guitarist as yourself." I said.
" Well, thank you. That means a lot, since a lot of people hate our type of music, punk rock. Punk rock is a style of... " Billie Joe said before I cut him off.
"I know what punk rock is. It just happens to be my favorite type of music." I said.
"Oh, you don't seem to look like a punk rock fan." Billie said.
"I know. Girls like me are supposed to go to tea parties and be proper. But that is not me at all." I said, kind of pissed off.
"Well, you can be what you want to be. If people have a problem with that, you shouldn't care. If you do, you will turn into something you don't want to be." Billie said with self confidence in his voice.
"Thanks, for listening and caring." I said.
"No problemo." Billie said.
We sat there for a bit and looked at the stars. Then we lay down on the bench and looked straight up at the stars. As I fell asleep looking at the stars with the only person who cared about me, I realized that I had got what I wanted. I got to wake up beside someone I actually wanted to be with. It's kind of funny because everything's going so fast but, I think I'm in love.
