I walked into the kitchen to see Billie over the sink, washing his face. He turned around and I saw that his face was bleeding.
Fuck, I didn't mean to hurt him that hard!
He smiled at me though, and I walked past him. His phone went off before I could leave.
"Nat, check my phone," He called. Ugh. Now it's 'Nat'? and I turned around and picked his phone up, my face lighting up when I saw who sent him a message. It was Tré!
"Tré and Mike want to record..." I said, and threw his phone down. I walked into the livingroom and saw my mom.
"Why did you hit Billie?" She asked.
"I didn't. I threw a pen off his face, because he's a bitch." I said, and my mom sighed.
"If you gave the guy a chance, Natalie, you'll see how nice he is. You should get to know him." My mom said.
"I don't want too." I said, sounding like a two year old.
"Well, you're gonna have to soon. I'm going away for work, and it'll just be you and Billie."
My heart stopped and I looked at her. She was fucking kidding right? She couldn't leave me with him, we'd murder one another in our freaken sleep! Billie walked in and smiled.
"Won't that be great Nattie?" He asked, and then saw my face. "Natalie.." He replaced it with. I took a deep breath as Billie sneezed.
Well, shit.
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My Life With Billie Joe Armstrong
FanfictionNatalie's dad died a few years ago, and of course her mother started dating. She just wasn't expecting her to bring home Billie Joe Armstrong, the lead singer of Green Day.
