Billie is my boyfriend. You already know that, of course. But what you don't know is after spending so much time together, I know him like the back of my hand.
Late at night when my father is too busy ignoring me we'll talk on the phone. We'll talk for hours. So far I've found out he's half Italian, his father was a drummer, he's the youngest of all his siblings who've moved away to somewhere better and whatnot, and him, Mike and Tre have been going out and smoking and stealing and god knows what else at Christie Road since forever.
And he knows about my middle eastern descent, how I feel lost except when I'm with him, and how I never used to believe in miracles until he came along. Ever since that run in with him in the hallway when I told him goodbye. He was the best thing that could've happened.
What he doesn't know is how I think he sounds unearthly, how he could really, truly do anything he ever wanted or dreamed of. How I wish a miracle for him too.
But I do know that when his eyebrows are knitted over his smoldering green eyes it means three things. One; he's about to have an anxiety attack. Two; he's thinking hard. Very hard. Particularly about what the future may bring. Three; he's bored off his ass.
In this case, he's thinking. Hard. Of what the future may bring.
He finally dropped out of school. Just like he told me he would.
It took time but now he's here. He's worried it will backfire. I am not.
"I don't doubt you for a second, you know. I told you already, Billie."
His eyebrows are still furrowed; his eyes the only element on his face that isn't completely catatonic. He's silent still.
I scoot myself onto his lap and lift his chin up so he can meet my eyes, which he dodges. But that won't work. And so I kiss him, and I know he can't resist by the time his hands slide to my hips shakily.
"Mmmsorry," he murmurs against my mouth. I pulled away and held his cheeks.
"Have you written any new songs yet?" I asked him.
"Not quite," he frowned. "I've been struggling with it."
An idea came to mind almost immediately. "Well, I think I know just the thing...."
YOU ARE READING
Stuck with me
Fanfiction(Green day fanfiction) (Completed) (Started 9/14/16) (Ended 4/13/17) Valerie is an individual amongst everyone else; sweet and well spoken, yet sarcastic and bitter. She craves the softest touch, but pushes away anyone who attempts to give it to h...
