Tragedy(Billie Joe Armstrong) (#Wattys2018)

Chapter 47: Jersey Part 1

A/n: That's the Mikey Way we got^^^ the Way brothers are just amazing and I love them!

Bandit's POV

*beep beep beep* "That fucking clock," I groaned turned it off.

"Shit, what time is it?" Billie sat up.

"It's six, I forgot to change it from school," I sighed, "oh shit you're late."

"Whatever," he sighed and laid back down. "I'll go home in an hour."

"Aw, you're tired," I laid back down next to him.

"Mhmm," he turned over facing me and wrapped his arm around me.

"Me too," I exhaled.

"What time do you have to leave again?" He mumbled.

"I should be at the airport at nine-thirty," I said.

"Ugh, okay," he sighed.

"I'll get you a tee shirt," I laughed.

"Okay," he opened his eyes. I smiled at him. He lifted his head and kissed me. "I miss you," he breathed as we broke the kiss.

"I miss you too. That song last night, was just," I paused, "beyond amazing."

"Better than Pasalaqua?" He asked.

"Yes," I nodded.

"Oh then you must really love it," he laid his head back down.

"Very much, I've been listening to 1,000 Hours a lot lately," I told him.

"Oh," he smiled.

"S'beautiful song," I said.

"Well it's about you," he grasped my hand. I turned my head to look at him. He did the same. He pecked my lips and I gave him a smile. I miss this so much I can't even describe it.

~Hours later~

I woke up to the feeling of hitting the ground. I opened my eyes and saw the sun peering into the window. The sun was already going down here, I did just lose three hours from the time switch and the seven hour ride.

I sat up wanting to stretch my body out but I was still contained in the plane. I arched my back and reached my arms up, at least I can do that much. We pulled around the runway and everyone began standing up. I did the same and finally stretched my legs a little.

I reached up and pulled my suitcase down. I followed the slow crowd off the plane and wobbled my way through the gate. I feel so disgusting from the plane ride.

I walked through the arrival gate and looked around. "Well, Gerard where the hell are ya?" I whispered to myself.

"Right here," I felt someone grab my waist.

I jumped and turned around and saw Gerard with a huge smile. "Jesus!" I said.

"Sorry," he laughed then we hugged. "I'm so happy you're here!"

"I am too," I said as we broke the hug. "So did Mikey like not come?"

"He went to get something," Gerard shrugged.

"I hope you didn't lose him," I folded my arms.

"No, I didn't," he said with a nervous look and scratched the back of his neck.

"Oh dear," I shook my head and began looking around.

"There he is," he pointed to my right, his left.