Sinning like a saint // BJA

[22] two groups

Billie Joe's P.O.V

"Why couldn't I of just stayed at the hotel with Tom?" I huffed as my mom and I stood outside of a women's store. Phee and her mom were inside trying to find Phee a new bra since she claims she accidentally broke one of hers yesterday and urgently needed it replacing. Why couldn't she of worn another one? Surely she brought another one? I don't get girls.

"Because Billie joe, Tom isn't at the hotel." She stated becoming annoyed with me moaning.

"Where is he then?"

"He's meeting the girl from the plane,"

"Why can't I meet a girl on a plane?"

"Because you didn't meet a girl on a plane."

"Sure I did." I rolled my eyes before muttering the next part under my breath. "I sat next to a super hot one actually,"

After a few more minutes of waiting, I dropped the bag I was holding for my mom and dramatically slid down the wall and say on the floor like a child. My legs were tired and the weather was too hot. Why can't she just pick up a bra and buy it? What's so hard about that?

"Billie Joe Armstrong get up!" She whispered to me in an angry tone.

"Mom!" I whined. "My legs hurt!"

"I don't care! Why are you acting like a child?"

"I'm not acting like a child... my legs hurt?"

"I'm not arguing with you Billie Joe please just stand up. They'll be coming out any minute now," She sighed. Losing her angry tone as she replaced it with more of an annoyed and had enough one.

"Why does it take so long to just buy a bra?" I asked not moving from the floor. People walked past and didn't even look at me. No one cares I'm on the floor, my mom's just making a huge deal out of it.

"You know nothing about girls," Is all she said.

I looked up at her pretending to act shocked. "I do too!" I protested. "I litreally have a girlfriend!"

"Have you spoken to her recently?"

"Actually no..."

"No? Why's that?"

"She doesn't... she doesn't call," I awkwardly admitted. I realised how bad that was to say as soon as I was saying it to my own mom.

"I don't know if I've ever told you this," She exhaled looking down at me. Her facial features were calm, she wasn't annoyed at me anymore and we had moved off the topic of me on the ground. "But if you were gonna end up with anyone. And I mean anyone. Girl or boy."

"Yeah?"

"I would hope to God you would see what's best for you and end up with Phee,"

"What?" I asked confused as I shot up. I stood up and looked at her both shocked and not sure of what she just said.

"I'm just saying... I've never seen anyone else care for you as much as she does... I've never seen you, thinking about it, care for anyone else as much as her,"

"Yeah because she's my best friend, I love and care for her but-"

"-You love her?" She asked smiling.

"As a friend!"

"So say in the way you love Tre and Mike?"

I went to answer with a yes. But my mouth wouldn't let me. And I thought about it.

Why would it feel so incredibly wrong to say i love her in the same way I love Mike and Tre?

"Well... no not exactly,"