"W-Where am I?" You say groggily, opening your eyes and squinting at the blinding white lights.
You hear bleeps and electronic whirs in the background as your eyes adjust to your surroundings.
"Y/N!" Billie Joe exclaims jumping up from his seat and rushing over to give you a hug "You're in the hospital!"
"Wh-What?! Why?!" You look around nervously, wondering what happened
"Don't you remember? You were knocked out!" Billie Joe tells you, looking worried.
All the memories come flooding back. You remember being on stage, everyone cheering your name, and then darkness. You cringe with embarrassment just thinking about it.
"Hey, it's okay," Billie Joe says softly, stroking a lock of your hair behind your ear tenderly "I just made up some story about how you were feeling ill before the show"
"Thanks..." you say, looking down "but who did it?"
Billie Joe looks down, avoiding eye contact. You look at him waiting for an answer.
"It was... Trè... Trè Cool..." Billie Joe mutters, not looking you in the eyes.
"What??!" You exlaim loudly, causing Billie Joe to jump off the side your bed "Why?! Why would he do that?"
Billie Joe sits back down on the side of your bed and takes your hand in both of his, caressing it gently.
"I have to tell you something about me and Trè...
When we first started our American Idiot tour, we were invited to an afterparty after one of our shows. By 3am, we were all trashed, and had drunk loads. Me and Trè were dancing all night long. Then, at the end of a song, we sort of just looked into each others eyes, and... kissed. Well actually it was kinda French if you know what I mean, and things got pretty heated. But that was a one night thing, and was over 7 months ago. Thing is, Trè still thinks we have some kind of chemistry, but I just dont feel the same way, and he cant seem to let go. We weren't even a thing, I dont even -" Billie Joe trails off, looking at you sadly
"It's okay," you say, smiling gently at him "you dont need to explain yourself, it's fine"
"Really?" Billie Joe says, his eyes soft and his eyebrows slightly furrowed
"Yeah, of course!" You reassure him, stroking his hand.
"Ok phew." Billie Joe sighs happily "so, how are you feeling?"
"Just a little tired, and my head hurts a bit, but I'll be okay." You smile, looking at him.
He pulls you closer and kisses you gently, before grinning as he sees the heart rate monitor at the side of your bed start bleeping rapidly.
"Billie Joe!" You exclaim, embarrassed
He laughs at the heart rate monitor before smiling at you and going back to sit at the side of your bed.
(A.N. hope this chapter was okay >•<. I'm gonna start making them a bit longer from now on and hopefully I'll update again soon XD Thanks! ^•^ 🤘🤘)
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not like other girls
Fanfictiony/n is your classic nerdy girl, with her messy bun and her black jacket. she doesn't even like music! but when she finds herself at a Green Day concert cos her stepmom kicked her out, and lead singer Billie Joe Armstrong notices her, she can't conta...
