He Steals the Image In Her Kiss
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Adult ++
Chapters:
9
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1,436
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2
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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.
She's All Alone Again.
I picked up my cell phone and turned it off. "I can't talk to him....I just can't." I said. "That's fine Gwen, you don't have to. You never have to again."
"But you do."
"Yeah but we won't let you get in the way of ours careers. Mike refuses to burnout."
"I hope that's true."
The next few days were the best of my life. I was running store to store trying to find a dress for The Grammy's. Billie already had his suit planned out. "Lucky.' I mumbled under my breath when he picked out that suit on the first try. I wasn't so lucky. "What do you think about this??" I said as I walked out of a dressing room and modeled a bright pink dress to Billie Joe. "Amazing! It's perfect! Yes, yes, yes!!!"
"Your just saying that so you don't have to go shopping with me anymore."
"No...." he laughed.
"It's ok....this is my favorite!"
"Versace...damn...expensive.." Paparazzi were trying to pry in the windows of the boutique to get pictures of me and Billie. As soon as they learned that I left Mike and was now with Billie rumors swirled that I cheated....if they only knew.
As we were walking to Billie's car and being followed by photographers I noticed in the corner of my eye a magazine stand. I stopped and looked at all the tabloids. Almost all of them had a picture of me, Billie, Mike, or all of us. The one that caught my eye first had a picture of me and Mike torn apart and a pic of Billie Joe added in. It read "Gwen crushes Mike." I just sighed and walked off. "You know if you instead of being polite about it all..just told them that he cheated all those magazines would stop saying you hurt him and so they would stop hurting you." Billie said. "No, I don't want to make it worse."
"Whatever you say."
The night of The Grammy's was hectic. I was running around Billie's house trying to find my shoes as my hair came out of place and makeup smeared. Billie Joe was calmly applying his own makeup and straightening his tie. "Aren't you nervous??" I asked him. "Yeah, I'm just good at hiding it suppose. I'm not nervous about performing or winning, just seeing Mike. But hey, you have a good chance of winning babe. I don't wanna ruin your special night." he smiled.
"God damn it!"
"What?"
"We have a performance together...you..me....Mike!!!!"
"Shit.."
"We haven't practiced in forever. It was before you were with me."
"I know."
"We can do it just hang around me and if he comes toward you just walk off or something."
"OK!"
The limo ride to The Grammy's was nerve wrecking. We were picking up Tre and Mike. We got Tre first and we arranged the seating so Mike wouldn't be near me or Billie. When Mike got into the limo Billie got a protective grasp on me as if to say "She's mine!". "What's up Gwen?" Mike said. "Nothing much." I mumbled. Billie's grasp got tighter.
"Oh, well, good luck tonight! You deserve all of those awards cause your album is great!!."
" Thanks..."
"So Tre...how are you doing??" Billie said pretty loud.
"Really great. I am nervous about the PERFORMANCE tonight though." Tre responded and yelled the word "performance". Mike just smiled and looked at me. I got this strange feeling that he had something planned. I felt ill, deathly ill. I was tempted to stop the limo and jump out with Billie Joe. I wasn't sure if going to The Grammy's was worth having Mike do something to me or Billie. I breathed in slowly to calm down because I had run out of time. We were already there.
On the carpet when we walked down the bulbs from the cameras were flashing even more. We were huge news. Billie was holding me and smiling warmly to the cameras. He seemed proud of me. Every time a reporter asked Billie if he was proud of "American Idiot." he'd smirk and say "Of course but nothing compares to Gwen's Album". Green Day and me were going against each other in 6 categories. When Billie would say that I'd just laugh and say "Oh, he's just kidding...I can't compare!!" Then we'd get questions about the "love triangle that was full of green envy." They thought they were so clever with that..they weren't. When we posed for pictures we all acted like one big happy family. Mike tried really hard to get his arms around me and Billie Joe. I suppose he did that to help kill the rumors that they were fighting over me. The only problem was that he was fighting for me. Billie had no clue and its hard to win a battle that you don't even know about.
"But you do."
"Yeah but we won't let you get in the way of ours careers. Mike refuses to burnout."
"I hope that's true."
The next few days were the best of my life. I was running store to store trying to find a dress for The Grammy's. Billie already had his suit planned out. "Lucky.' I mumbled under my breath when he picked out that suit on the first try. I wasn't so lucky. "What do you think about this??" I said as I walked out of a dressing room and modeled a bright pink dress to Billie Joe. "Amazing! It's perfect! Yes, yes, yes!!!"
"Your just saying that so you don't have to go shopping with me anymore."
"No...." he laughed.
"It's ok....this is my favorite!"
"Versace...damn...expensive.." Paparazzi were trying to pry in the windows of the boutique to get pictures of me and Billie. As soon as they learned that I left Mike and was now with Billie rumors swirled that I cheated....if they only knew.
As we were walking to Billie's car and being followed by photographers I noticed in the corner of my eye a magazine stand. I stopped and looked at all the tabloids. Almost all of them had a picture of me, Billie, Mike, or all of us. The one that caught my eye first had a picture of me and Mike torn apart and a pic of Billie Joe added in. It read "Gwen crushes Mike." I just sighed and walked off. "You know if you instead of being polite about it all..just told them that he cheated all those magazines would stop saying you hurt him and so they would stop hurting you." Billie said. "No, I don't want to make it worse."
"Whatever you say."
The night of The Grammy's was hectic. I was running around Billie's house trying to find my shoes as my hair came out of place and makeup smeared. Billie Joe was calmly applying his own makeup and straightening his tie. "Aren't you nervous??" I asked him. "Yeah, I'm just good at hiding it suppose. I'm not nervous about performing or winning, just seeing Mike. But hey, you have a good chance of winning babe. I don't wanna ruin your special night." he smiled.
"God damn it!"
"What?"
"We have a performance together...you..me....Mike!!!!"
"Shit.."
"We haven't practiced in forever. It was before you were with me."
"I know."
"We can do it just hang around me and if he comes toward you just walk off or something."
"OK!"
The limo ride to The Grammy's was nerve wrecking. We were picking up Tre and Mike. We got Tre first and we arranged the seating so Mike wouldn't be near me or Billie. When Mike got into the limo Billie got a protective grasp on me as if to say "She's mine!". "What's up Gwen?" Mike said. "Nothing much." I mumbled. Billie's grasp got tighter.
"Oh, well, good luck tonight! You deserve all of those awards cause your album is great!!."
" Thanks..."
"So Tre...how are you doing??" Billie said pretty loud.
"Really great. I am nervous about the PERFORMANCE tonight though." Tre responded and yelled the word "performance". Mike just smiled and looked at me. I got this strange feeling that he had something planned. I felt ill, deathly ill. I was tempted to stop the limo and jump out with Billie Joe. I wasn't sure if going to The Grammy's was worth having Mike do something to me or Billie. I breathed in slowly to calm down because I had run out of time. We were already there.
On the carpet when we walked down the bulbs from the cameras were flashing even more. We were huge news. Billie was holding me and smiling warmly to the cameras. He seemed proud of me. Every time a reporter asked Billie if he was proud of "American Idiot." he'd smirk and say "Of course but nothing compares to Gwen's Album". Green Day and me were going against each other in 6 categories. When Billie would say that I'd just laugh and say "Oh, he's just kidding...I can't compare!!" Then we'd get questions about the "love triangle that was full of green envy." They thought they were so clever with that..they weren't. When we posed for pictures we all acted like one big happy family. Mike tried really hard to get his arms around me and Billie Joe. I suppose he did that to help kill the rumors that they were fighting over me. The only problem was that he was fighting for me. Billie had no clue and its hard to win a battle that you don't even know about.