Billie And I. And Tré And Mike..., chapter 1
*Tori's P.O.V
"Tori, please oh please get up we're gonna be late.... wait, scratch that. YOU are going to make ME and the guys late for TRL. Now please get UP out of the bed and get dressed for the flight!!" Billie Joe yelled at me through the bedroom door. Earlier that morning he had yelled at me so I said I would get dressed and pushed him out of the room. But, instead I locked the door and went to sleep.
"Billie, it is SIX o'clock. The flight dosent leave until 10. We don't need to be there untill 9:30. There is no reason for us to be ready 3 and a half hours early. Now please, please, please let me sleep until at LEAST 7! I promise I will get dressed the-" I yelled, but was cut off By him, Mike, AND Tré kicking in the door and making a dog pile on top of me. "Geff of muff mee!!" I TRIED to say 'Get off of me!' but it sounded like that since all three of them were laying on me and my face was smushed into the pillow.
Then came the part where I almost peed my self. The knew my week spot...I was ticklish all over. So they started to tickle me. All over. I was able to flip over. "Okay...Okay..I'll...Get...Up..." I said while trying to breath and not laugh. "Promise?" Billie Joe asked me with a smirk on his face. "Yes! I PROMISE!" I said. "Okay guys.. You can get off of my girlfriend and stop tickling her." Billie said. Mike helped me up and they left the room. I decided to wear one of Billie's 'Dickies' shirts that was too small, pin-striped girl Dickies (pants), I put my hair up and put on some eye-liner. "Okay, You guys got your wish! I am up!" I yelled from Mine and Billie's room. "GOOD!" I heard Tré yell.
*
3 hours later we were on the plane to New York. I was sitting next to Billie, and Mike and Tré were sitting next to each other. I HATE flying so Billie was trying his hardest to keep me comforted. But that was hard because every other 5 seconds Tré would throw a piece of paper at me. "Tré! STOP! Now! You're NOT making anything ANY easier so just...just STOP!" Billie finally turned around and yelled at him."FINE!" Tré yelled back in a childish voice and hung his head and pretended to pout.
Billie turned to me and asked "Do you remember how we met after me and Adrienne split?" That was an out-of-the-blue question. "Yeah..." I stammered. "How?" He asked. He knew. I knew that he knew. And he knew that I knew. "Lets see...When I was 18 and you were 30, at one of your concerts and I went backstage. The guard kept yelling at me until you came out and yelled at him and took me backstage. We talked, you gave me your number and I gave you mine...We kept in touch, went on dates and then a month later you asked me to move in and now here we are." I said and smiled. He smiled and said "Sure did."
*
*Billies P.O.V
We were finally in New York and had gotten our suits. I shared one with Tori, of course, and Mike and Tré shared the other one. Oh boy was this gonna be a fun night with those two. At least Tré and Mike were waaay down the hall, because Tré likes to come in at the wrong time, if you get what I mean.
I was sitting on the couch watching General Hospital when Tori came, so I quickly changed it to MTV. "Were you watching General Hospital?" She asked slyly with a smile on her face. God I loved her smiles, but I was embarassed. "U-Uh nooo" I stammered. "Yes you were..." She said back, still with that grin on her face. "No I wasn't... it was a commercial..." I said. "On MTV? Yeah.. suuure, Billie.." She said as she came over and took the channel changer and hit the last button. It turned to General Hospital, and I turned a bright pink. "See? I know when you you lie, and when you don't." She said as she dropped the channel changer and walked into to the bathroom. "What are you doing?" I asked as I got up went to her and put my hands on her hips and brought her close to me. "What does it look like? I am putting on eyeliner, I look like shit."
"No you dont."
"Yes, I do."
"Babe you're beautiful, you don't need it."
"Yes I do."
"If you say so."
*
*Tori's P.O.V
God I love it when he comments on my looks, but I really thought I looked like shit. I mean what am I supposed to do? We were about to walk to the TRL building AND be flooded by teenies...well the guys were, but I was going to get all the insults and dirty looks. But we weren't leaving for awhile so I walked into the bedroom and grabbed my laptop and opened it up. I started to play one of their old concerts, Tampa 91...to be exact. But Billie came over and shut the monitor.
"BILLIE! What was that for??"
"I dont know..."
"Yes you do..."
"No I really dont..."
"Whatever."
After saying that I got up, turned off the computer and went and sat down on the couch. Billie Joe followed and layed on top of me. He slow started to kiss my neck and worked his way up. Right when he went to kiss my lips I turned my head. "No fair!" He pouted in a childish voice.
"Fine..." I said and let him kiss me. He pulled away, and I couldnt help but stare into his eyes. They would just take you away. It wasn't fair how he pulled me in with his eyes. He slowly began to kiss me again, but this time more deeply. I felt his tounge on my bottom lip. It slowly glided its way into my mouth, making the kiss more deep and passionate. We must of stayed like that forever, until... Tré just HAD to burst in.
We were still like that and he came in with that face...the I-Just-Caught-You face.. along with the smile. "I caught you, I caught you!" He chanted. "TRE! Goddamn you! Dont you ever knock?" Billie yelled as he got off of me. "Well I thought about it.. But I didnt..." Tré said back. "Get out! Tré just GET. OUT!" Billie snarled. "Okay, okay mommy..." Tré said as he left.
"Sorry." Billie said.
"For what?"
"Tré, he always...always...ruins it."
"Dont worry, we'll have plenty of time....But no- OH SHIT! Billie we have to go, we'll be late!" I yelled.
"THAT'S WHAT I WAS GOING TO TELL YOU!!!" I heard Tré yell from outside the door.
*
15 minutes later we were outside walking. And we all (as in me, Mike, Tré, and Billie) heard two of girls say, "OH MY GOD! LOOK A THAT SLUTY WHORE WITH BILLIE JOE!" I got fucking PISSED! Billie saw my hands clench up. He puts his arm around me and turned around and walked over to them, along with Tré and Mike.
"Excuse me girls, did you just call my girlfriend a sluty whore?" Billie said calmly with a smile.
"Yes." One of them replied.
"Why?" Billie asked, getting a little angry.
"Because she is! Why is she dressed like that?! Pin-stripes are soooo last season!"
"Well you two need to keep your mouths shut, just because you wish you were her!" Tré said.
And with that we walked away.
"Tori, please oh please get up we're gonna be late.... wait, scratch that. YOU are going to make ME and the guys late for TRL. Now please get UP out of the bed and get dressed for the flight!!" Billie Joe yelled at me through the bedroom door. Earlier that morning he had yelled at me so I said I would get dressed and pushed him out of the room. But, instead I locked the door and went to sleep.
"Billie, it is SIX o'clock. The flight dosent leave until 10. We don't need to be there untill 9:30. There is no reason for us to be ready 3 and a half hours early. Now please, please, please let me sleep until at LEAST 7! I promise I will get dressed the-" I yelled, but was cut off By him, Mike, AND Tré kicking in the door and making a dog pile on top of me. "Geff of muff mee!!" I TRIED to say 'Get off of me!' but it sounded like that since all three of them were laying on me and my face was smushed into the pillow.
Then came the part where I almost peed my self. The knew my week spot...I was ticklish all over. So they started to tickle me. All over. I was able to flip over. "Okay...Okay..I'll...Get...Up..." I said while trying to breath and not laugh. "Promise?" Billie Joe asked me with a smirk on his face. "Yes! I PROMISE!" I said. "Okay guys.. You can get off of my girlfriend and stop tickling her." Billie said. Mike helped me up and they left the room. I decided to wear one of Billie's 'Dickies' shirts that was too small, pin-striped girl Dickies (pants), I put my hair up and put on some eye-liner. "Okay, You guys got your wish! I am up!" I yelled from Mine and Billie's room. "GOOD!" I heard Tré yell.
*
3 hours later we were on the plane to New York. I was sitting next to Billie, and Mike and Tré were sitting next to each other. I HATE flying so Billie was trying his hardest to keep me comforted. But that was hard because every other 5 seconds Tré would throw a piece of paper at me. "Tré! STOP! Now! You're NOT making anything ANY easier so just...just STOP!" Billie finally turned around and yelled at him."FINE!" Tré yelled back in a childish voice and hung his head and pretended to pout.
Billie turned to me and asked "Do you remember how we met after me and Adrienne split?" That was an out-of-the-blue question. "Yeah..." I stammered. "How?" He asked. He knew. I knew that he knew. And he knew that I knew. "Lets see...When I was 18 and you were 30, at one of your concerts and I went backstage. The guard kept yelling at me until you came out and yelled at him and took me backstage. We talked, you gave me your number and I gave you mine...We kept in touch, went on dates and then a month later you asked me to move in and now here we are." I said and smiled. He smiled and said "Sure did."
*
*Billies P.O.V
We were finally in New York and had gotten our suits. I shared one with Tori, of course, and Mike and Tré shared the other one. Oh boy was this gonna be a fun night with those two. At least Tré and Mike were waaay down the hall, because Tré likes to come in at the wrong time, if you get what I mean.
I was sitting on the couch watching General Hospital when Tori came, so I quickly changed it to MTV. "Were you watching General Hospital?" She asked slyly with a smile on her face. God I loved her smiles, but I was embarassed. "U-Uh nooo" I stammered. "Yes you were..." She said back, still with that grin on her face. "No I wasn't... it was a commercial..." I said. "On MTV? Yeah.. suuure, Billie.." She said as she came over and took the channel changer and hit the last button. It turned to General Hospital, and I turned a bright pink. "See? I know when you you lie, and when you don't." She said as she dropped the channel changer and walked into to the bathroom. "What are you doing?" I asked as I got up went to her and put my hands on her hips and brought her close to me. "What does it look like? I am putting on eyeliner, I look like shit."
"No you dont."
"Yes, I do."
"Babe you're beautiful, you don't need it."
"Yes I do."
"If you say so."
*
*Tori's P.O.V
God I love it when he comments on my looks, but I really thought I looked like shit. I mean what am I supposed to do? We were about to walk to the TRL building AND be flooded by teenies...well the guys were, but I was going to get all the insults and dirty looks. But we weren't leaving for awhile so I walked into the bedroom and grabbed my laptop and opened it up. I started to play one of their old concerts, Tampa 91...to be exact. But Billie came over and shut the monitor.
"BILLIE! What was that for??"
"I dont know..."
"Yes you do..."
"No I really dont..."
"Whatever."
After saying that I got up, turned off the computer and went and sat down on the couch. Billie Joe followed and layed on top of me. He slow started to kiss my neck and worked his way up. Right when he went to kiss my lips I turned my head. "No fair!" He pouted in a childish voice.
"Fine..." I said and let him kiss me. He pulled away, and I couldnt help but stare into his eyes. They would just take you away. It wasn't fair how he pulled me in with his eyes. He slowly began to kiss me again, but this time more deeply. I felt his tounge on my bottom lip. It slowly glided its way into my mouth, making the kiss more deep and passionate. We must of stayed like that forever, until... Tré just HAD to burst in.
We were still like that and he came in with that face...the I-Just-Caught-You face.. along with the smile. "I caught you, I caught you!" He chanted. "TRE! Goddamn you! Dont you ever knock?" Billie yelled as he got off of me. "Well I thought about it.. But I didnt..." Tré said back. "Get out! Tré just GET. OUT!" Billie snarled. "Okay, okay mommy..." Tré said as he left.
"Sorry." Billie said.
"For what?"
"Tré, he always...always...ruins it."
"Dont worry, we'll have plenty of time....But no- OH SHIT! Billie we have to go, we'll be late!" I yelled.
"THAT'S WHAT I WAS GOING TO TELL YOU!!!" I heard Tré yell from outside the door.
*
15 minutes later we were outside walking. And we all (as in me, Mike, Tré, and Billie) heard two of girls say, "OH MY GOD! LOOK A THAT SLUTY WHORE WITH BILLIE JOE!" I got fucking PISSED! Billie saw my hands clench up. He puts his arm around me and turned around and walked over to them, along with Tré and Mike.
"Excuse me girls, did you just call my girlfriend a sluty whore?" Billie said calmly with a smile.
"Yes." One of them replied.
"Why?" Billie asked, getting a little angry.
"Because she is! Why is she dressed like that?! Pin-stripes are soooo last season!"
"Well you two need to keep your mouths shut, just because you wish you were her!" Tré said.
And with that we walked away.
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