He Steals the Image In Her Kiss

*Disclaimer-alright I own less than usual in this one cause there are some song lyrics in here...I DONT OWN ANYTHING IN HERE EXCEPT FOR GWEN so don't sue me!! Oh and please rate and review! I'd love for some advice on where to take the story!*


"No. What the hell is wrong with you?? You don't just burst into someone's house man!" Billie screamed even louder than Mike had."Dude, cover your dick! I don't need to see you fucking hard ok?" Billie Joe looked down and then grabbed his boxers and put them on quickly. "Why do you care so much that we did that?" Billie asked to break the awkward silence. "Because I'm trying to win her, remember?"
"So am I!!"

My eyes closed and I just listened to the two of them bicker. I felt light headed and like that was it. That was all I could take. "Shut up!" I cried. "You both are so immature and if either of you had any fucking character or morals at all you would stop. You say your trying to impress me yet all you do in front of me is bitch each other out and say 'Gwen wants me cause of this...she wants me cause of that..blah fucking blah!' Grow the hell up!" I stormed off into Billie's bedroom and locked the door behind me.


I laid down in Billie's bed. I smelt the old familiar smell, a mix of AXE body spray and cigarettes. I cuddled up to one of his pillows and started drifting off to lala land. All the memories of my relationships with Mike and Billie Joe started flowing back smoothly. They were out of order and random like when you wake up after a night of nothing but booze and sex and all the thoughts start rushing back. The way Billie Joe looked at me the night I met him, the way Mike laughed, Billie's smug smirk, Mike's crazy robot dance, Billie's touch, Mike's kiss.

Before I could continue on with my mental rant there was a knock on the door. I dragged myself out of bed and opened the door. Billie was standing there still wearing nothing but his boxers. He shot me a nervous smile and then said "Mike and I talked and realized that we were both ass holes. We agreed to disagree and also that we won't do this retarded date thing. You don't have to choose either of us but you can if you want."
"Where's Mike?"
"He left. He was afraid you were gonna kick his ass." I just laughed and began imagining what my life with either of them would be like. I could see happiness and triumph with both but I could unfortunately also see pain and lies.


"Umm..would it be ok if I spend the night?" I asked him shyly , terrified of his answer. I had only flipped out at him not that long ago from that moment. "Der!! Of course your staying! Hey, I'm going out to buy a box of wine. Do you want anything?"
"No, thanks. You are going to be clothes on right?"
"No, I think the world deserves to see my enormous dick."
"By enormous you mean average right?"
"Same thing. It's still sexy and you know it. Don't deny it. Don't you dare!"
"Oh, I'd never do that!"
"Hey! Was that sarcasm I heard in your voice?"
"No way!"
"Just remember this one thing I'm about to tell you." Billie leaned in as close as physically possible to me and said "I own you." Then he just walked out.


"He's fucking crazy." I said aloud. I sat back down on his bed and allowed my mind to wander. "I could get used to life with Billie." I thought. "He's funny, somehow charming in a creepy stalker way, and wise." I laughed at that last one..wise..wooo...*tear* that was good.


"Do you always laugh that strangely when I'm not around?" Billie was standing in the doorway holding two boxes of wine. "Your cheap." I told him while smiling. He just shrugged and said "I guess that's why I like you." I picked up a pillow and hurled it in his direction. He ducked and missed, just barely, being hit in the head by the pillow. "What??" he asked in sheer shock. "Like you don't know."
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't."
"And if you do?"
"I apologize."
"And if you don't?"
"I don't apologize and say it again."
"So you do know what you said."
"Nuh-uh!!" he screamed but he was already on his way down the hall, full speed.


I jumped up and chased him. I jumped on his back and laughed."Who owns who now bitch?" He just turned around and smiled. "You know, I don't believe I asked opinion. I don't believe I stretched the truth. I am not looking for a bargain." I looked at him like I was about to shoot him and then he finished what he was saying "All I really believe in is you." My look turned gentle as I stroked his cheek with the back of my hand. He had slight stubble. It wasn't only what he said that was sweet. It was how he said it.

Billie said it as if he meant it. The words flowed out from between his lips easily and he never moved his eyes away from mine. Then he kind of ruined and made the moment at the same time. "Your beautiful." I grinned and then came the bad part. He paused for a second and looked at me like I was going completely mad. "You look horrible. Your hairs all messed up and-" I put my finger over his lips before he could continue. I liked the fact that he was honest and would tell me anything. It made me believe him even more. It was kind of rude but kind of sweet.

Billie Joe was like a kid who had no clue what to do or say. Then somehow he was able to say the right thing at the right time all cause of sheer luck. "I...I.....*sigh* what's our relationship?"
"What do you mean Billie?"
"I'm confused. I mean I really, really wanna kiss you right now. Badly. But I don't know if I can. I don't like you when your mad. Your scary when your mad so I don't want to make you mad." Billie kept going on and on like he was so nervous that he was shaking in his boots. I just looked him straight in the eye and interrupted him by saying "Kiss me you fool!". He obeyed like a dog that's finally learned a new trick.

Billie broke the kiss and asked "What does this mean?". "It means I love you."
"I love you too." He went to kiss me again but he gently pushed him back."Why do you hate yourself?" Billie Joe was quiet. "What do you mean by that BJ?"
"Why are you so insecure? Especially to the point of self loathing."
"I don't want to talk about this." I wrapped my arms around myself to cover my body and feel protected. He was looking me up and down as if he wanted me but was judging me at the same time.


Then the phone rang and I thanked God for it. I didn't need the whole "You have no reason to be insecure speech." I can't help it if I am and I always will be. "Hello?" I answered.
"Hey it's Mike."
"Oh hey Mike!" Billie made an angry face but then quickly corrected himself and smiled.
"Gwen, I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime."
"Er, I don't know Mike. I think I'm gonna take a little break from dating you two and just be friends."
"OK, I'll talk to you later."


Later that night I fell asleep in Billie's bed accidentally. I didn't mean to sleep in the same bed but it ended up happening. I woke up at around four AM and looked around. Billie looked peaceful and quite beautiful at that moment. I laid there perfectly still for about an hour just basking in the glory of that moment. "I beg my God to speak and tear me apart. I'd lay down my body, I'd lay down my arms. I never once in my sweet short life meant anybody harm." I was praying, something I hadn't done in awhile. I had lost my faith but at that time I realized I needed help. "In my lover's arms I move in time. There's no more crying and there's no more lies. I never once in my sweet short life was waiting for desire."