Oblivion ➵ Billie Joe Armstrong

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Frances
May 16, 1994
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"I sit alone in my bedroom
  Staring at the walls
I've been up all damn night long
My pulse is speeding
My love is yearning"

I was standing on the side stage, Green day had just released their new album, Dookie a couple months back and currently they were giving an encore. Playing songs off Kerplunk, looking at me through out the entire song.

He played mostly love songs, some not having to do with love at all, but he still kept looking at me, not facing the crowd much.

"I hold my breath and close my eyes and...
Dream about her
Cause she's 2000 light years away
fuck - what's the word?"

He mumbles the rest, not knowing what to say.

Cause she's 2000 light years away
Years Away!"

I give him a skeptical look, he just nods it off, mumbling to himself.
"I'm fine." He mouths, heaving breathing into the microphone. I nod it off, raising my eyebrow.

My heart flutters as he sings, he told me not long ago he has written songs about me and 2000 light years away was one.

We'd know each other since eighth grade, along with Mike. We didn't meet Tre until he dropped out, although I stayed in school, we still kept going.

He asked me to be his girlfriend two years ago, no persuasion needed.

"I sit outside and watch the sunrise
Lookout as far as I can
I can't see her- fuck"

He's heavy breathing, from the hour he's been on stage, it's heavier this time. Almost as if he's running out of air.

"Are you okay?" I mouth looking at him worriedly.

He ignores it, he keeps playing.

He tells the band to keep going, he keeps playing, ignoring the mistakes he's just made.

"I sit alone in my bedroom
Staring at the walls
I've been up all damn night lo-"

He curses himself for messing up, Mike and Tre looked confused, but still keep playing.

Mike looks at me, raising his eyebrow. "Is he okay?" He asks, still playing his bass. "I don't know." I mouth back, worriedly.

He plays, skipping some lyrics and messing them up, again.

I pace worriedly back and forth, he's rarely done this. He's only heaving breathing and shaking and mumbling when he's having panic attacks.

Shit.

I motion over at Mike, catching his attention.

"He's having a panic attack." I say, loud enough for him to hear. His eyes widen, noticing his behavior.

"Help him!" I yell again, people from backstage look at me weirdly. "Just keep playing, man." I hear Billie say, he rushes over to me, still playing his guitar.

"Billie, are you okay, you're fucking shaking. You're heavy breathing, you're having a panic att-" He cuts me off, pushing his lips onto mine.

His sweaty forehead touches my cold one, he's still playing guitar, he pulls away.

He smiles, his crooked teeth showing. "Let's get married." He smiles, continuing to play his guitar. "Billie, what?" I yell over the music. "Let's get married, it's been long enough. Let's do it." He says, Mike looking over at Billie but he waves him off.

"Are you serious?" I ask, my hands cupping his sweaty cheeks. "I've never been more serious." He quirks an even bigger smile.

"Okay, let's do it." I excitedly laugh, , pulling him into a kiss, "Now go, you've got a show to play." I push him onto the stage.

"I hold my breath and close my eyes and...
Dream about her
Cause she's 2000 light years away
She holds my malachite so tight so...
Never let go
Cause she's 2000 light years away"

I blushed, looking at him. He had a smile on his face, his chest was heaving, his eyes were on me. "I love you." He mouthed, his smile even wider.

I smiled, pulling a strand of hair behind my ear, "I love you." I said aloud, "I always will." I breathed out.

"Thank you, goodnight!" Billie yelled through the microphone.

I knew how things were going down tonight, but it's not like I minded it.