Not So Broken Dreams
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Category:
Singers/Bands/Musicians › Green Day
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
2,100
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Green Day. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Nice guys finish first
POV-Kelly
My body was shaking. I was so terrified. I was on a plane going home. I had spent a week at Billie's but now my parents wanted me home. I couldn't believe that I had to fly on a plane after the accident. The only good thing about this plane ride was that Billie Joe was going with me. It was really sweet. He knew I was scared so he was going to fly with me then immediately get on another plane to go back home. He was nice. Everything was perfect, minus the fact that I was on a plane again and well something else.
The only other fault was that we weren't daiting or anything. He didn't even bring up 4 days ago. He just professed his love, kissed me, i offered sex in the heat of the moment, took the offer back and that was it. That pissed me off. "Did he only want sex?? That bitch!" I thought. I quickly turned away from Billie Joe who was reading Kerrang magazine with Green Day on the cover. "God, I look like such an ass in this" he laughed. "I wonder why" I snapped back.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm just scared I guess."
"Aww..come here" He wrapped his greedy little arms around me and suddenly I wasn't mad. Then I remembered he was acting like we were just friends after that night of confessions. I just sat there cause I liked being held by him...he was still a bitch..just a sexy one.
The plane landed safely and all was well. "Kel...I fucking hate interviews." he said very randomly. "Umm...ok" I was confused.
"Sorry I was just trying to make a shitty conversation. Do you smell nachos??"
"Yeah"
"Hell yeah!"
He ran over to the nacho stand. I slowly followed. "Kelly.." BJ said as we were sitting down at a table with his nachos. "Hmm.."
"Do you love me?"
I was taken by surprise by that comment. "I had never told him. No wonder he never talked about that night. I never told him. No don't tell him. It won't work.....not only the age thing but your parents and you live miles apart." I started crying as soon as I thought about it. Billie just leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. "I want to be with him so badly. He's the first person ever to make me feel like I had a purpose..that I was special, in a good way." I thought. Billie stood up and placed a $50 on the table.
"Thats for the cab..I'm not sure how far away you live so if you have extra keep it" He looked crushed. Billie was trying to hide his pain but I could see the pain in his eyes.
POV-Billie Joe
"Why the fuck does she not love me. For a week I've been trying so hard. I always fall for the wrong girls..they never want me...but I've never felt this way before..ever. I've been in love before but never ever like this. I live her, breathe her..give it up Billie, give it up."
"I love you" Kelly blurted this out as I was walking away
"I was just scared, terrified really." She ran up behind me. "She has such a pretty voice." I turned around and said "Fuck fear. I'll always be right here for you I won't hurt you or..." She stopped me from continuing.
"My parents..their not gonna let us be together."
"I have an idea.."
POV-Kelly
Billie Joe got this crazy look in his eyes. Then that deranged smirk was back on his face. "Your going on tour with me..us really..Green Day. You can meet the guys..their great. Mikes really funny and Tre...well Tre may scare you..he's..he won't bite." That was Billie's idea.
"My parents won't let me..they wouldn't even let me travel to Florida to see you live."
"I'll meet them."
"Your flights in like an hour."
"I don't give a fuck."
"Oh.well..sure..why the shit not!"
"Kelly.."
"Oui, oui"
"Your not in love with me your only after my sexy, muscular body."
"Oh no my ingenious plan is foiled"
"Damn you meddling kids!" he said while shaking his fists.
"Yeah" I snorted. "Your a kid.
"Mentally I am."
"Oops, I forgot."
Billie leaned in slowly and kissed me but all I could think about was this tattoo clad punk meeting my parents and trying to convince them to let me go on tour with him.
My body was shaking. I was so terrified. I was on a plane going home. I had spent a week at Billie's but now my parents wanted me home. I couldn't believe that I had to fly on a plane after the accident. The only good thing about this plane ride was that Billie Joe was going with me. It was really sweet. He knew I was scared so he was going to fly with me then immediately get on another plane to go back home. He was nice. Everything was perfect, minus the fact that I was on a plane again and well something else.
The only other fault was that we weren't daiting or anything. He didn't even bring up 4 days ago. He just professed his love, kissed me, i offered sex in the heat of the moment, took the offer back and that was it. That pissed me off. "Did he only want sex?? That bitch!" I thought. I quickly turned away from Billie Joe who was reading Kerrang magazine with Green Day on the cover. "God, I look like such an ass in this" he laughed. "I wonder why" I snapped back.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm just scared I guess."
"Aww..come here" He wrapped his greedy little arms around me and suddenly I wasn't mad. Then I remembered he was acting like we were just friends after that night of confessions. I just sat there cause I liked being held by him...he was still a bitch..just a sexy one.
The plane landed safely and all was well. "Kel...I fucking hate interviews." he said very randomly. "Umm...ok" I was confused.
"Sorry I was just trying to make a shitty conversation. Do you smell nachos??"
"Yeah"
"Hell yeah!"
He ran over to the nacho stand. I slowly followed. "Kelly.." BJ said as we were sitting down at a table with his nachos. "Hmm.."
"Do you love me?"
I was taken by surprise by that comment. "I had never told him. No wonder he never talked about that night. I never told him. No don't tell him. It won't work.....not only the age thing but your parents and you live miles apart." I started crying as soon as I thought about it. Billie just leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. "I want to be with him so badly. He's the first person ever to make me feel like I had a purpose..that I was special, in a good way." I thought. Billie stood up and placed a $50 on the table.
"Thats for the cab..I'm not sure how far away you live so if you have extra keep it" He looked crushed. Billie was trying to hide his pain but I could see the pain in his eyes.
POV-Billie Joe
"Why the fuck does she not love me. For a week I've been trying so hard. I always fall for the wrong girls..they never want me...but I've never felt this way before..ever. I've been in love before but never ever like this. I live her, breathe her..give it up Billie, give it up."
"I love you" Kelly blurted this out as I was walking away
"I was just scared, terrified really." She ran up behind me. "She has such a pretty voice." I turned around and said "Fuck fear. I'll always be right here for you I won't hurt you or..." She stopped me from continuing.
"My parents..their not gonna let us be together."
"I have an idea.."
POV-Kelly
Billie Joe got this crazy look in his eyes. Then that deranged smirk was back on his face. "Your going on tour with me..us really..Green Day. You can meet the guys..their great. Mikes really funny and Tre...well Tre may scare you..he's..he won't bite." That was Billie's idea.
"My parents won't let me..they wouldn't even let me travel to Florida to see you live."
"I'll meet them."
"Your flights in like an hour."
"I don't give a fuck."
"Oh.well..sure..why the shit not!"
"Kelly.."
"Oui, oui"
"Your not in love with me your only after my sexy, muscular body."
"Oh no my ingenious plan is foiled"
"Damn you meddling kids!" he said while shaking his fists.
"Yeah" I snorted. "Your a kid.
"Mentally I am."
"Oops, I forgot."
Billie leaned in slowly and kissed me but all I could think about was this tattoo clad punk meeting my parents and trying to convince them to let me go on tour with him.