➰Collin➰
The curtains in the window drifted at my face, I shifted slowly, feeling warmth draped around my waist and legs.
I opened my eyes, seeing Billie's arm wrapped tightly around my waist. We are spooning.
I attempted to squirm out of his grasp, but he just shifted a bit, his arms moving to my hips.
I glanced at the clock, 10:43 read the clock.
I heard footsteps coming into the room, faint yelling as the door slammed open. "Billie, Mike said to wak-" I heard Tre yell, before hearing footsteps coming behind him.
"Did Billie get it on last night?" I heard Mike whisper. "I didn't hear anything." I heard Tre.
"No, nothing happen now can you please wake him up so he can get off of me?" I groaned, attempting to push Billie off.
"Hm, I don't think so, but do me a favor and wake him up, thanks." I heard them laugh, closing the door.
I whined, pushing Billie slightly. "Hm?" I heard him stutter, sitting up. "Mike is asking for you." I said, walking out of the room
I wa
"Billie, wake up." I turned, squirming out of his grip. "Mike needs you to wake up." I said throwing a pillow against his face.
"Why?" He asked, sitting up. He rubbed his green eyes, his beautiful green eyes.
"I have no idea but it's better to go now and not have him yelling, okay?" I said.
He got up, walked towards the door before he took a glance at me.
He had a smirk plastered across his face.
"What?" I asked, baffled.
"You look good in just a bra. Try it more often, yeah?"
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Castaway ➵ Billie Joe Armstrong
FanfictionWoodStock 1994. Collin Grey, the castaway, is dragged to a music festival across the country. After being doused in mud she meets someone. Billie Joe Armstrong. A person who found her imperfections as beauty. (SLOW UPDATES) *** Warning, This book c...