A fire burns today // Billie joe fan fiction

[31] be mine?

Billies P.O.V

"But how do you ask out a girl?"
I asked sitting on my bed talking to Mike and Tre, Marsha was busy today, I think that's what she said anyway.

"You've asked out girls before Beej what's so different now?" Mike questioned me raising an eyebrow.

"But she's different. She's not like other girls I've been with y'know. Like- I love her Mike I don't just like her. I don't wanna fuck this up."

"Wow... so you're being serious with this?" Tre laughed. I looked over at him obviously pissed off as he was soon to shut up.

"Take her out somewhere, possibly someplace that has meaning to the two of you and just ask her." Mike shrugged casually, seeming like he knew more what my plan should be at me at the moment.

I thought about any places we had that were 'special' or 'meaningful'. There was the field... and there was the beach. But the beach probably would have been more appropriate.

"Yeah, thanks Mike."

"Hey I helped too!" Tre shouted.

"Did you fuck."

Later on, I rang up Marsha to see if she was busy, I let her know I wanted to hang out with her since I hadn't seen her all day and she said she would make some time for me.

So I was picking her up around eight... and I had never been more scared in my life to ask out a girl.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Marsha's P.O.V

I waited outside my house, waiting for Billie to come pick me up in his car. And I had decided to curl my hair again, just in loose beach curls, added a little bit of mascara and put on my black jeans with a white top and a hoodie.

I watched his car pull up in front of me as he rolled down the window, revelling him sat and grinning as he looked me up and down. "Well hello there." He beamed.

"Hi there," I said opening the car door and sitting beside him in shotgun. "Where are we going, Billie Joe?"

He shrugged fixing his attention on starting up the car, "I just thought it would be nice to take you out, y'know? Being the nice guy I am."

I nodded as the car started. We drove as I noticed the route we were going down, he had driven me down these roads before. And I only remember because the only time I've been down them was with him. I had never even known these roads existed before he took me here.

"Hey, I know where we're going," I smiled looking away from the window and over at Billie, his attention was, of course, all on the road.

"You do?"

"Yeah, are we going to the beach?"

He cracked a smile. "Damn, course you figure it out."

I laughed as I looked back over at the window. I watched the road just pass by, the beach wasn't a long drive. But it wasn't exactly a quick trip either.

So after a while, we reached the beach as he parked where he always did and we got out the car.

"Need me to carry you over the sand again?" He smirked looking over at me.

"I've got this one," I said as we began to make our way down to the peer, where we always sat when we were at the beach. Weirdly enough we never really came in the day. But at night it was beautiful. It's something about the way the moon and the stars can seem so much more twinkly through the seas reflection.