When Billie Crashed His Car, chapter 12
I ran to the band's room to get safe from the crappy woman. I then realized she was walking to her own room but I wasn't embarrassed at all. I knocked waiting for someone to open the damn door. Tre opened it smiling stupidly (he always smiles stupidly).
"Hey," he greeted, "come to the party!"
"Are you having a party?! It seems to be very quiet."
"Umm... yeah, yeah."
I entered the room and that's right. No party.
"Hmm, Tre?"
"Yeah?"
"Where's the fucking party?!" I asked laughing a little.
"I think it has disappeared so I'm going away a couple of hours with Mike."
"And what's up with me?!"
"Uh, yeah, Billie is there in a bedroom. You can talk to him. See ya later, Mel." And he went away leaving me alone. I decided to go with Billie to waste some time. I saw Billie Joe writing in a blue notebook and I sat at his side. I watched him for five minutes and enjoyed contemplating his face. He was really cute.
He finally looked at me. "Stop staring."
"Uh, sorry," I apologized feeling really embarrassed.
"I have something to confess, Melanie," Shit! He called me by my complete name, that means he's gonna say something bad. "I still love you." Ok, it was not so bad.
"Oh, my... I still love you too," I said. His green eyes met mine and I was getting more nervous. He got closer and started kissing me passionately. I tried to stop him but I didn't really want to stop that moment. I kissed him back and some minutes later we were making out.
"I love you, Melanie, and I'm not gonna leave you."
"I love you too, Billie Joe."
***
Mike and Tre were escaping from a bunch of hysterical girls. Tre had fallen down so Mike had to help him urgently. They reached the hotel and locked themselves in their room. Mike made Tre sat in the couch because he couldn't walk; his leg was totally broken.
"Fuck! I'm so fucked up! I can't play the damn drums like this, Mike! Help me, you idiot!" Tre shouted angrily with his leg hurting terribly.
"Hey moron, wait, I have to find Billie to help us."
So Mike opened the bedroom's door and he saw us, both in bed. Billie and me. His face got a terrified look.
"YOU ASSHOLE! SHIT, BILLIE!"
"Hey," he greeted, "come to the party!"
"Are you having a party?! It seems to be very quiet."
"Umm... yeah, yeah."
I entered the room and that's right. No party.
"Hmm, Tre?"
"Yeah?"
"Where's the fucking party?!" I asked laughing a little.
"I think it has disappeared so I'm going away a couple of hours with Mike."
"And what's up with me?!"
"Uh, yeah, Billie is there in a bedroom. You can talk to him. See ya later, Mel." And he went away leaving me alone. I decided to go with Billie to waste some time. I saw Billie Joe writing in a blue notebook and I sat at his side. I watched him for five minutes and enjoyed contemplating his face. He was really cute.
He finally looked at me. "Stop staring."
"Uh, sorry," I apologized feeling really embarrassed.
"I have something to confess, Melanie," Shit! He called me by my complete name, that means he's gonna say something bad. "I still love you." Ok, it was not so bad.
"Oh, my... I still love you too," I said. His green eyes met mine and I was getting more nervous. He got closer and started kissing me passionately. I tried to stop him but I didn't really want to stop that moment. I kissed him back and some minutes later we were making out.
"I love you, Melanie, and I'm not gonna leave you."
"I love you too, Billie Joe."
***
Mike and Tre were escaping from a bunch of hysterical girls. Tre had fallen down so Mike had to help him urgently. They reached the hotel and locked themselves in their room. Mike made Tre sat in the couch because he couldn't walk; his leg was totally broken.
"Fuck! I'm so fucked up! I can't play the damn drums like this, Mike! Help me, you idiot!" Tre shouted angrily with his leg hurting terribly.
"Hey moron, wait, I have to find Billie to help us."
So Mike opened the bedroom's door and he saw us, both in bed. Billie and me. His face got a terrified look.
"YOU ASSHOLE! SHIT, BILLIE!"
