Forever, And Ever, Lets Make This Last Forever, Forever, And Ever....., chapter 1
"Can we go to Starbucks?" Mike asked Billie Joe and Tre the day before their Milton Keynes show.
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Billie nodded. They made their way along the streets getting their usual stares and points. Two girls up ahead came out of a house and started walking towards them, unaware that their hero's Green Day were up ahead. The girl on the left, Amy, laughed at something her friend Sasha said and dropped her bag. They carried on walking past the three guys, oblivious to the fact that they were in touching distance of the Green Day trio.
"Hey! You dropped this!" Billie shouted after them, picking up Amy's bag. She turned and ran towards them.
"Thanks," She said, breathless. They looked at each other and Amy's eyes went wide.
"Billie Joe?" She gasped. He smiled and shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you. What's your name?" He said.
"Amy," She said. He was staring into her icy grey-blue eyes with fascination.
"Uhm dude, are we leaving?" Tre came up behind Billie.
"Oh- yeah- sorry," He mumbled, finally dropping Amy's hand. She smiled. It wasn't a happy smile, it wasn't a sad smile. It was a hopeful, longing smile, and Billie knew that he would have to see her again.
*In Starbucks*
Mike is over getting them all coffee, and Billie and Tre are talking.
"So, Billie, that girl," Tre grinned.
"Huh?" Billie said. He had been thinking...
"That girl, the one who we bumped into. She's hot."
Billie Joe looked up and grinned sheepishly. "Yeah... She is."
"So... You gonna see her again?"
"And how the hell can I do that?"
"Donno..." Tre said thoughtfully. Billie was scared. Tre never looks thoughtful.
"What are you doing?" Billie said.
"Thinking," Tre said.
Billie fell of his chair.
The next day, when Billie was in his dressing room, he still had Amy on his mind. To him, she was amazing. Her long dirty blonde hair, her icey blue eyes which were heavily outlined in black. She was the closest thing to perfect that Billie had ever seen.
"Billie! We gotta go!" Mike yelled. Billie sighed and looked at is reflection. He sighed again and made his way out to the thousands of screaming fans.
***
"Thank you, you guys were truly fucking awesome... I have one last song. You know how it goes."
The lights dimmed around Billie as he stood forward with his guitar, and began to sing Good Riddance.
As he got to the last few lines, he scanned the crowd. He stopped playing suddenly, and the whole crowd took the cue.
"It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right!" They sang.
He stared right at her, amazed. She was there, right before him. He held up his hands in a heart shape and sang along with them:
"I hope you had the time of your life."
He watched her beautiful lips form the words and he heard only her voice, it rang out throughout the skies, having been picked out of millions. She was the one.
He stepped back, and beckoned Mike and Tre forward. They each thrust their right fists into the air and Billie ruffled Tre's hair. As they ran off stage, Billie turned and mouthed to Amy, "COME BACKSTAGE." Although she didn't see him, she knew anyway. And she came, sneaking alongside the fans going with backstage passes.
"Amy!" Billie cried when he saw her.
"Hey," She said. He smiled and hugged her. He let go quickly.
"Sorry," He mumbled, looking at his feet.
She smiled. "I don't mind." He looked up at her and grinned.
*Next Day, Still In London*
Billie was singing in the shower, Mike was getting high on coffee, and Tre was shouting "llama balls" to the passers by out of the window... Just an ordinary morning. Only today Billie was meeting Amy at the mall...
Once he was out of the shower, he looked at his watch. 9:30. He had to meet Amy at 11:00am... What was he gonno do for an hour?
"Billie! Wanna go dive bomb the swimming pool?"
Yeah... Thats what he would do for an hour.
So an hour later, (after a few skinny dips in the hotel pool, then pelting it away from rather angry looking moms) he was dry, and on his way to meet Amy.
He wasn't wearing anything special, he didn't want to overdress. He wore a black shirt and skinny black pants, and black converse. His jet black hair was spiked up in it's usual way and his astonishing green eyes were outlined in heavy eyeliner. He was nervous, he hadn't been on a date since... Adie. And that was two years ago. She was getting about fine, he saw her a few times and tried to speak to her as well, but she wasn't interested. He figured it was time to move on.
Then he saw her. She was dressed in a white Ramones shirt, and open black one over the top. Her memorizing blue eyes were outlined heavier than his, and she also wore skinny jeans. She was wearing converse, one red, one blue. He smiled. She was perfect.
"Hey," She said, jumping off the edge of the fountain that she had been sitting on.
"Hi," He smiled. They walked into the mall, getting stares.
"People are staring," Amy said, staring back at them.
"Yeah... I get this a lot. You'll get used to it," He said as they walked around.
"Well, you never know, they could be staring at my shoes," Amy grinned. Billie laughed.
"Where d'you wanna go?" Amy asked.
"Donno..."
After making their way in and out of a few shops but not really buying anything, they decided to ditch the mall.
"Where are we gonna go now?" Billie said.
"I know," Amy grinned and began to run up a side ally. Billie followed, trying to catch up. They soon came to some trees, then were deep inside a forest, going steeply uphill.
"Wait!" Billie yelled, she was way up ahead. He heard her say, "Found it!" in the distance.
He finally made it up the hill and joined her at the top.
"Where are-" He stared around as the lights of London flashed beneath them. The whole city, in all it's glory, stood there purposefully. Amy sighed.
"Its amazing," Billie gasped, still out of breath. Amy turned to him.
"So are you," She said. He wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned in. And it was at the top of Knockhill that Billie Joe Armstrong and Amy White shared their first kiss of many.
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Billie nodded. They made their way along the streets getting their usual stares and points. Two girls up ahead came out of a house and started walking towards them, unaware that their hero's Green Day were up ahead. The girl on the left, Amy, laughed at something her friend Sasha said and dropped her bag. They carried on walking past the three guys, oblivious to the fact that they were in touching distance of the Green Day trio.
"Hey! You dropped this!" Billie shouted after them, picking up Amy's bag. She turned and ran towards them.
"Thanks," She said, breathless. They looked at each other and Amy's eyes went wide.
"Billie Joe?" She gasped. He smiled and shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you. What's your name?" He said.
"Amy," She said. He was staring into her icy grey-blue eyes with fascination.
"Uhm dude, are we leaving?" Tre came up behind Billie.
"Oh- yeah- sorry," He mumbled, finally dropping Amy's hand. She smiled. It wasn't a happy smile, it wasn't a sad smile. It was a hopeful, longing smile, and Billie knew that he would have to see her again.
*In Starbucks*
Mike is over getting them all coffee, and Billie and Tre are talking.
"So, Billie, that girl," Tre grinned.
"Huh?" Billie said. He had been thinking...
"That girl, the one who we bumped into. She's hot."
Billie Joe looked up and grinned sheepishly. "Yeah... She is."
"So... You gonna see her again?"
"And how the hell can I do that?"
"Donno..." Tre said thoughtfully. Billie was scared. Tre never looks thoughtful.
"What are you doing?" Billie said.
"Thinking," Tre said.
Billie fell of his chair.
The next day, when Billie was in his dressing room, he still had Amy on his mind. To him, she was amazing. Her long dirty blonde hair, her icey blue eyes which were heavily outlined in black. She was the closest thing to perfect that Billie had ever seen.
"Billie! We gotta go!" Mike yelled. Billie sighed and looked at is reflection. He sighed again and made his way out to the thousands of screaming fans.
***
"Thank you, you guys were truly fucking awesome... I have one last song. You know how it goes."
The lights dimmed around Billie as he stood forward with his guitar, and began to sing Good Riddance.
As he got to the last few lines, he scanned the crowd. He stopped playing suddenly, and the whole crowd took the cue.
"It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right!" They sang.
He stared right at her, amazed. She was there, right before him. He held up his hands in a heart shape and sang along with them:
"I hope you had the time of your life."
He watched her beautiful lips form the words and he heard only her voice, it rang out throughout the skies, having been picked out of millions. She was the one.
He stepped back, and beckoned Mike and Tre forward. They each thrust their right fists into the air and Billie ruffled Tre's hair. As they ran off stage, Billie turned and mouthed to Amy, "COME BACKSTAGE." Although she didn't see him, she knew anyway. And she came, sneaking alongside the fans going with backstage passes.
"Amy!" Billie cried when he saw her.
"Hey," She said. He smiled and hugged her. He let go quickly.
"Sorry," He mumbled, looking at his feet.
She smiled. "I don't mind." He looked up at her and grinned.
*Next Day, Still In London*
Billie was singing in the shower, Mike was getting high on coffee, and Tre was shouting "llama balls" to the passers by out of the window... Just an ordinary morning. Only today Billie was meeting Amy at the mall...
Once he was out of the shower, he looked at his watch. 9:30. He had to meet Amy at 11:00am... What was he gonno do for an hour?
"Billie! Wanna go dive bomb the swimming pool?"
Yeah... Thats what he would do for an hour.
So an hour later, (after a few skinny dips in the hotel pool, then pelting it away from rather angry looking moms) he was dry, and on his way to meet Amy.
He wasn't wearing anything special, he didn't want to overdress. He wore a black shirt and skinny black pants, and black converse. His jet black hair was spiked up in it's usual way and his astonishing green eyes were outlined in heavy eyeliner. He was nervous, he hadn't been on a date since... Adie. And that was two years ago. She was getting about fine, he saw her a few times and tried to speak to her as well, but she wasn't interested. He figured it was time to move on.
Then he saw her. She was dressed in a white Ramones shirt, and open black one over the top. Her memorizing blue eyes were outlined heavier than his, and she also wore skinny jeans. She was wearing converse, one red, one blue. He smiled. She was perfect.
"Hey," She said, jumping off the edge of the fountain that she had been sitting on.
"Hi," He smiled. They walked into the mall, getting stares.
"People are staring," Amy said, staring back at them.
"Yeah... I get this a lot. You'll get used to it," He said as they walked around.
"Well, you never know, they could be staring at my shoes," Amy grinned. Billie laughed.
"Where d'you wanna go?" Amy asked.
"Donno..."
After making their way in and out of a few shops but not really buying anything, they decided to ditch the mall.
"Where are we gonna go now?" Billie said.
"I know," Amy grinned and began to run up a side ally. Billie followed, trying to catch up. They soon came to some trees, then were deep inside a forest, going steeply uphill.
"Wait!" Billie yelled, she was way up ahead. He heard her say, "Found it!" in the distance.
He finally made it up the hill and joined her at the top.
"Where are-" He stared around as the lights of London flashed beneath them. The whole city, in all it's glory, stood there purposefully. Amy sighed.
"Its amazing," Billie gasped, still out of breath. Amy turned to him.
"So are you," She said. He wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned in. And it was at the top of Knockhill that Billie Joe Armstrong and Amy White shared their first kiss of many.
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