The Forgotten

Baby! Listen

Billie Joe's P.O.V

"Alison" I said barley above a whisper. She finally came. Hopefully she will get me out of my misery and just let me hold her. She looked mad. Like she had just been fighting with her mother. Which wouldn't be new. Hopefully she will stay the night. I mean, she forgave me and all but she always looked at me a different way. Ever since that chick kissed me, she had always let me hold her, and kiss her but now she is just so distant. She won't let me do anything to her. When I say I love you she just smiles and nods. I just want my baby back. Is that too much to ask for?

"Hi" she responded with a little smile. She looked over my shoulder at Tré. They have been best friends ever since we formed the band with Tré. And since the day I met Mike, he had always been the only child kind of, his sister left at 13, me and him have been friends since like 5th grade. When he was 4 she was born, and he was everywhere. His mom put him up for adoption. But kept his sister. I thought that was a little harsh. She grew up to be my everything and I just want her to forgive me. She looked back at me with her sparkling blue eyes. I opened my arms for a hug and she just looked at them. I wanted to cry so bad. She looked back up at me and I saw a tear fall. She looked back at Tré. Then back at me. She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside so nobody could see or hear us.

"Alison i'm so sorry. Please, please, please, forgive me. I know it's hard to think that i'm not cheating when you see a picture of your boyfriend kissing a girl. I'm sorry that it happened. And I know that you don't love me the same, if you even still love me. But please. Don't leave me" I said starting to cry. My voice became weak. And I felt the first tear fall. I looked deep into her eyes. And I knew that she didn't want to let go.

"I love you Billie. I do i'm just busy, your busy. I believe you about the girl. Ok? I do. It's just that I want to be with you more. But I don't know. I came here because Tré said that you were very down. But I was on my way over here anyway. I was going to ask if I could stay over? But if not...it's fine" she said letting a tear of her own slip out. This relationship is amazing. But I know i'm gonna be the one to ruin it. And I don't want to feel like that. That's not the best feeling to feel that your going to break someone's heart. Someone that won't ever be just a girl. She's my girl. I looked down at her. It's amazing how short she is compared to

me. She's perfect. I love her so much! I opened my arms for a hug and she wrapped her arms around my neck and her head laying on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist.

"I love you baby" I whispered in her ear. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. I pecked her on the lips and picked her up bridal style. She buried her face into the crook of my neck.

"I love you to" she croaked. It breaks my heart hearing her cry. She was my baby. My job was to keep her safe, and happy. Not sad. But I was failing. It's been only a few months and right now I just want to sweep her off her feet and marry her. Hey! That's a perfect idea! I walked back towards the house the door was still open so I just walked in. Mike and Tré were just looking at me like I was some crazy person.

"What happened? Did you hit her?" Mike asked me. He stood up with rage angry eyes. Did he think I would really hurt her?

"No! I did not hit her! We made up! Mike! Seriously I would never do that. Do you really think I would do that when I talk about her and tell you guys how much I love her? Really Mike?" I freaked. I don't need Mike hating me. That'd ruin the band and our friendship. The anger faded. But he was still curios.

"I'm sorry! But she's my fucking sister and she's crying! Your holding her and she's not talking! Why wouldn't I think you hit her?!" He yelled back at me. I can't help but feel guilty. I let another tear escape and walked up the stairs and into my room. Alison looked up at me again. I sat her down on the bed and walked over to my closet. I pulled out some sweat pants. I walked into the bathroom and changed into a shirt that said I <3 Green Day along with the sweat pants. I walked back out and saw Alison laying on the bed string up at the ceiling. Her eye liner smeared and eyes puffy. She looked so lifeless. The girl that used to be full of so much energy looked dead and like a ghost.

"Alison? Baby? What can I do to make it better?" I asked her. I felt so bad. Everything was my fault. I'm so stupid. Argh! What could I do? I sat on the bed putting her head on top of my legs. She sat up and sat next to me. I wrapped my arms around her shoulder. And kissed her. She sat on top of me, kind of straddling. I pushed her down on the bed and had both my arms near her head and my legs keeping me up so I didn't squish her. I leaned down and pecked her lips again. A smile crept on my face. I leaned down again and was hoping for a long kiss. Our lips moved in sync. Her's fit into mine like it was meant for it. I begged for entrance and she excepted. I explored every inch of her mouth. Her hands traveled up to my hair and she started to gently pull it. It lead to deepening the kiss. Just then I heard the door open and I jumped off.

"Dude! Where you gonna do my sister right in front of us!? At least wait till we leave!"

Oh shit.

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