It Started Off With Just A Trip To Oakland, California

~*Recap*~

You were gonna say something... Like this morning, but you never did."

"Oh" He said, and smiled.

"What?" I asked, smiling, but wanting to know really bad.

"Just.. Wanted... Know..."

"Just wanted to know what?"

"Just... Wanted... Know... You know... We... Could, you know... Go together... Like, more than friends..."

***

I bit my lip. Did he just ask me out? Yea, yea, yeah, say he did all you want, but I'm still not believing it...

"Billie Joe..."

He just looked at me, I couldn't tell what he was thinking or anything, he seemed to be thinking all different things... If that makes sence

"Are you... Asking me out?" I said, smiling, still not believing it.

"Umm... Yeah..." He said, stumbling over his words slightly

Wow, I never thought I'd see the day where Billie Joe stumbles over his own words...

I was still silent, I already knew what I was going to say, but I was letting it sink in.

"Of course I'll go out with you" I said, leaning over the table, and kissing him on the cheek quickly

His nervous frown turned into an huge, smile. We both stood up, and he went over to me and put his arm around my waist.

We walked out of where we had been eating(he had paid the bill a long time ago, it's just that we were talking, that's why we stayed)

He was happy... God was he happy. I'd never really seen him so happy, except in old pictures with Adrienne.

"You're a crazy man, Billie Joe" I laughed, Billie Joe kissed me on the cheek on our way back to his car.

"I'm not crazy, I'm just not all there"

I laughed at him, and looked out the window. He was so happy, and I just couldn't understand why, I was just some girl living in his house for the summer. Fuck! I never thought of that! My parents were gonna come to fucking get me at the end of the summer! That was something I had to talk to him about... Later.

Billie Joe parked the car back at his house, and we went inside. I was tired after walking around all day, and well, it was late... Which is a really crappy excuse for being tired, but hey, that's me.

I came back downstairs after changing into my kiss me pajama bottoms, Green Day tank top, with my hair up. Billie Joe was on the couch, his legs up on a table, and his head slightly back, which made me smile. I sat down next to him, and turned on my cell phone. I didn't have it on for what seemed forever.

Billie Joe grunted, and opened his eyes, looking around for a minute. He yawned, and then looked over at me, who was still looking down at my cell phone. I had voice messages from just about every teenie in my town, asking if I really was in Connecticut for the concert with Billie Joe. I was so sick of those freaks.

I threw my cell phone over onto the floor, sick of hearing everyone's voices, and curled up into a ball. I thought Billie Joe was asleep, that's why I didn't bother him, I didn't want to wake him up.

Within a couple minutes of me laying there, I felt someone's arm go around me, and pull me closer to them. So he wasn't asleep, I'm clueless at times.

"Are you tried?" He asked, sitting up, his arm around my shoulders

"No, not at-" I stopped because of a yawn, "all"

I was forcing myself to keep my eyes open.

"Your either piss ass drunk, or your tired" He laughed

I laughed, before resting my head on his arm. Seriously, I had no idea why I was so tired, I just was. Yes, another crappy excuse.

To me, this was one of those "Kodak moments"... I was falling asleep, with Billie Joe's arm around me, and my head resting on it. Now all we needed was Tre to run through the door for no reason... Sounds about right, now, doesn't it?

It wasn't long until I heard Billie Joe snore. He slowly tipped over, until he was finally laying down. I got up, and rolled my eyes.

"You're such a couch hog, Billie Joe" I laughed.

He didn't open his eyes, but he smiled, which made me laugh.

"So you're not even asleep, and you just kick me off the couch?! You're so nice Billie Joe" I said, acting like I was mad at him.

He just kept smiling, and I couldn't help but laugh. I turned around to go upstairs, or to the other couch... When he grabbed my wrist, and pulled me back over to the couch.

"You better not kick me off this time!" I said, as I layed down next to him.

"I didn't kick you off, you got up" He mumbled

"Mhm, sure."

"I told you"

"I was being sarcastic"

"I knew that"

I laughed, and layed down next to him on the couch. Billie Joe wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me closer to him. Within minutes I heard him snore, pretty much telling me he was asleep.

***

God, the sun is always too bright in the morning. It should like dim down or something... I don't know, but when you first wake up and look out the window and the sun is there, it just makes me want to punch it's light out...

"Good Morning" I heard Billie Joe say, in a sleepy voice, apparently he had just woken up, too.

"Morning" I said, rubbing my eyes. We were both still on the couch.

I sat up, and stretched, before getting up. Billie Joe mumbled something, and then turned to lay on his stomach, burying his head in the couch.

I had gone upstairs to quickly change, and came back downstairs in my Green Day hoodie, and dark blue jeans, with once again my hair up, and some eyeliner.

"What got into your mind that made you get dressed this early?!" Billie Joe said, lifting his head from the couch.

"It's not early... It's 11."

"Oh... Well... Why are you getting dressed so late?!" He joked

I laughed at him, and sat on the arm of the couch. "At least I change my clothes"

"I do too"

"Then why are you still in the clothes that you were in all yesterday?"

"Because, I didn't FEEL like changing!"

"Aha, so you just proved yourself wrong... That's pathetic Billie"

"I didn't prove myself wrong"

"Sure ya didn't Billie..."

"Now you're just confusing me" He said, sitting up.

"That's my job" I laughed at him

He smiled, and pulled my arm, so that I fell onto the couch, falling on him.

"Billie Joe!" I laughed, as I fell on him, and then we both fell off the couch.

We were both laying on the floor, and we both didn't want to get up. But then of course the phone rang.

"God, the phone is turning into another fucking Tre!" Yelled Billie Joe, getting annoyed

"Then don't answer it" I said, smiling.

"I never thought of that" He joked.

I laughed, and still didn't get up. Billie Joe sat up, leaning on the couch. I sat by his feet looking at the wall... Why the wall? I don't know.

"We have to go to the studio for a little bit today... Well, if you wanna go you can, but if you don't want to I'll be back-"

"Sure, I'll go" I interrupted him, smiling.

"All right, cool" He said, going to get up.

I got up, too. But I was already changed and all ready, so I didn't even have to go up stairs. Billie Joe walked over to me, before he went upstairs. He looked at me for second, and then brought me into a death taking kiss. I rested my arms around his neck, the kiss getting deeper by the second.

The phone rang again, making Billie Joe jump.

"See, I told you that phone is with fucking Tre" Billie Joe said, as I took my arms away from his neck.

I smiled. "At least it's not some camera phone"

"Then we would be screwed"

I laughed, and sat down on the couch while he went over and got ready to go to the studio, and then after we would figure out what we wanted to do. Billie Joe came back downstairs, and we left soon after. Billie Joe told me like 100 times that we weren't going to be there long, and all that, which made me smile.

Nothing was REALLY different between me and Billie Joe, now that we were "a couple". All that was different was that I could now say he's my boyfriend, and he could say I'm his girlfriend. He wasn't afraid to kiss me if we were going down the street, and there were teenies all over. I got the most hated looks from them, but I didn't give a shit...

We both walked inside the studio, to see Tre pissed off with his drumsticks, once again. Mike had his legs up on a desk, and sitting in a chair, and Jason was no where to be seen... To me... That was a good thing... As rude as it sounds.

Billie Joe had his arm around me as we walked in. Tre nor Mike knew we were there until Billie Joe scared the shit outta Mike, making him fall out of the chair he was in(haha)

"Where's Jason?" Asked Billie Joe after a while.

"I don't know... I think he's sick." Said Mike, who was now laying back in the chair with his legs up again.

"That sucks" Said Billie Joe, who was sitting next to me.

"Sure does"

I didn't really pay attention to anything after that, I was pretty much in my own pathetic little world(Everyone has those, go on, admit it! )

I must have been in my little "dream world" for a pretty long time, because before I knew it Billie Joe was calling my name, and telling me to come back to reality. Heh, reality...

We both left the studio, and went out for dinner... Yes, I had been in that little freak of nature land of mine for a long time. We walked down the side of the street, Billie Joe's arm around me when Billie Joe heard something he'd been waiting to hear...

"Dad?"

Billie Joe looked at me, and spun around.

"What the-Joey?!"

Billie Joe looked at me, as if to ask if he was dreaming. But he wasn't dreaming. He walked over to Joey, confused at why his son was standing there at night, without Adrienne or that other dude...

"What are you doing here?! And who's with you?!" Said Billie Joe, hugging Joey.

"Mom brought us shopping with her, since Anthony had to go to work, and she was in the back, and I thought I saw you" Explained Joey.

"Anthony had to work? I thought he was there in the day... It's only 8:30"

Joey shrugged. "He's mean. I don't like him."

Ugh oh... Billie Joe didn't like the guy in the first place, but hearing his son complain about him probably wasn't the best.

"He's mean?" Billie Joe asked

"Yeah, he yells at us a lot when Mom isn't there, and he usually yells at Jakob. Jakob hates him, we both do. I tried to wake him up the other day and he ended up just yelling at me"

"What a fucking loser" I said aloud, when I didn't mean to.

Billie Joe looked at me, and nodded. "He is a fucking loser. Have you told your mother?"

"No, she's not home a lot"

Billie Joe really wasn't happy about that. I was confused, because hadn't she told Billie Joe... Whatever, now I'm just getting myself confused, best if I stay outta this for now...

"Really? Where is she?"

"Working"

"Ahh. So she leaves you with that Jackass... I mean Anthony?"

"Yeah, but he sleeps a lot"

"Wow, Adrienne really got a winner" mumbled Billie Joe

Joey looked at me, and then Billie Joe. I felt kinda guilty, because it must have been hard for Joey to live with him mom, and some fucked up creep, and then see your dad with a girl...

"Oh, umm, Joey, this is Mandy" Said Billie Joe, taking me over to where Joey was.

"Hi Joey... I'm Mandy. Oh wait, you're dad already said that." I said, embarrassed.

Joey smiled, and laughed a little. "Hi" He said.

God I was happy. He didn't seem to hate me. The last thing I wanted was for him to hate me. Joey shook my hand, and smiled. He smiled people, yes he fucking smiled! God, I felt like I should have gotten an award. After hearing how he hates Anthony, I didn't think he'd like me...

As much as Billie Joe didn't want to, he had to bring Joey back to where Adrienne was. We walked in, Billie Joe in the middle of Joey and me, to see Adrienne come running up, freaked out.

"Joey! Where were you?! I was worried sick!" She cried, hugging him.

"Chill out mom... I saw dad, and I just wanted to say hi"

Adrienne looked from Joey, to Billie Joe, and weakly smiled. Billie Joe searched for me with his hand behind him, still looking over at Adrienne. I walked over to him, and he put his arm around me, as a pretty much "Fuck you" way to her...

"Thanks for bringing him back, Billie Joe" She said, standing up.

"It's not problem..." He said, looking over at Joey.

"So I'll be seeing you two around then?" she asked, looking at him and me.

"Yeah..." Said Billie Joe, looking at Joey, and pulling me closer.

"I'll see you around buddy" Said Billie Joe, hugging Joey

"Okay, bye dad" Said Joey.

I felt so bad for both of them. Joey really wanted to see his dad, and Billie Joe missed Joey and Jakob so much. Like I've said... I like Adrienne.. But god, why couldn't she let them see each other? He was still their dad!

We walked out of there after Billie Joe told Joey he'd see him later, and he loved him, and Joey said the same thing. Billie Joe still had his arm around me. He kissed me on the cheek as we were walking.

"Why is it we always have to fucking see her?! I've seen her more fucking times than my own kids!" He said, as we were walking.

"Yeah... I know... I'm really sorry Billie" I said, putting my head on his shoulder as we were walking, and feeling really bad for him.

"Agh, don't be. I'm just sick of all her fucking excuses why I can't see them, and now I get to see Joey, and he's telling me all this shit about that mother fucker she has back at their fucking house. If I could beat the shit outta him I fucking would" Billie Joe said, sounding like he was becoming more angry by the second.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't know if I should have said anything. He didn't mind I didn't say anything, he just pulled me closer to him, and walked to the place we were gonna eat, my head still on his shoulder.

"Look at that slut with Billie Joe!"

I turned around to see a girl looking at me, and whispering to her friend, but loud enough so I could hear. God, I give Adrienne so much credit for going through this with teenies.

Billie Joe didn't hear them, he was in his own world, still pretty much blowing off steam. I personally didn't want him to hear the girls, because I knew it would bother him.

"Eww! She's such a fucking ugly slut! He could do so much better than that THING!" the other one said

Billie Joe heard that, and stopped walking, and turned back to the girls. With the mood he was in already I don't think he was too happy with the girls now...

He walked over to the girls, who looked like they were in heaven that he was walking over to them. But he looked pissed off.

"Hey girls" he said, looking at them. Once again, they looked like they were in heaven.

"Hi Mr. Armstrong" One said, smiling.

He pulled told me to go over to where he was, and put his arm around me.

"Now I'm really hoping I was hearing things, because I can't see why you would make fun of my girlfriend, you know?" He said, looking at them.

"No, we weren't making fun of her!" One lied.

"Yeah, we weren't!" Said the other.

"Yeah, but I didn't really hear it that way when you walked by us calling her a fucking ugly slut. I've said it thousands of times, but as soon as you insult anyone I'm with, you're making me see your not even fans or anything." He said, trying to act nice.

"We weren't calling her-"

"Don't lie, I heard you call my girlfriend a bunch of shit" He said, raising his voice a little, "And that really gets me pissed off, because it shows you have to say that worthless shit about her because you can't get over the fact she's going out with me, and if that shit your saying makes you feel better, it shows your not good fans, if you even are. And she's not a THING."

The girls looked down, embarrassed. Billie Joe kissed me on the cheek, making me smile, and then told them he'd see them around maybe, and we walked off.

"Thanks Billie Joe" I said, once we got away from the girls.

"For...?" he said, like he had done nothing.

"Those girls..." I said, putting my arm around his neck.

He smiled, and pulled me closer to him. "I fucking hate people like that"

I smiled, "Neither can I"

We got to where we were gonna eat, and went in a sat down.

***

When we got home that night, it was like 11. Billie Joe called Tre to see what was up, to find out he was completely drunk. The conversation on the phone had to be one of the funniest things I've ever heard. Billie Joe kept getting Tre annoyed, because he kept making him repeat everything since he couldn't understand it. Tre would yell at Billie Joe to shut up, and Billie Joe would just make him repeat it, until Tre finally hung up on Billie Joe, making both of us laugh. Mike was spending time with Estelle, and was the one that told Billie Joe to call Tre.

We both were talking about nothing, later on. Billie Joe was laying down on his bed, and I was sitting cross legged on the bed, right next to him, looking at some magazine that I had found on the bottom of my suitcase, that I had brought. It had an interview with Billie Joe, and I began to read it to him, laughing at each question.

By the time I finished reading the interview, it had been 12:00. Billie Joe and I were just talking about crazy shit, nothing special, when he sat up, and leaned over and kissed me.

I put my arm around his neck like I always did, and let the kiss get deeper. He rested his forehead against mine to take a breath.

"Don't let anyone ever fucking talk you down because you're with me. They can say all they fucking want... Well... No they can't, just don't give a shit about them," he said, breathless.

I smiled, "I won't," I said, before going back for another kiss.

Billie Joe slowly laid down, not breaking our kiss. I couldn't help but wonder what idiot is gonna interrupt us now, since we were making out. I would say it was Tre... But he was probably passed out by now, and Mike was home. But so far, no one was calling, and no one was using their spare key to get in the house. I think Billie Joe also started to realize that there would be no one in his house tonight except for us.

We broke away from the kiss for a breath, and I rested my forehead on his breathing heavily. I went back for another kiss, this time taking his tie off him. Billie Joe stopped, and took a breath.

"Are you sure?" He asked, out of breath.

"I was the first time when Tre stopped us."

I went back for another kiss, undoing his shirt, this time. I got his shirt off, and threw it off the bed, while he was working on taking mine off. He got my shirt off, only breaking our kiss once. We went back for another kiss, a sloppy, drunk with lust one. He started to undo his belt, and paused...

"Billie Joe" I laughed, "Tre's not here."

He smiled, and went back for another kiss, continuing to undo his belt, and pulling it off of him. He started to undo his jeans, as I slid mine off. Our breaths became short and fast, making us break off of the kiss to catch our own breath.

***

Morning came too quick, for both of us.

There was a knock on at the door, making me wake up.

"Billie.." I mumbled, forgetting all the moments from the night before for a few seconds. Though, my mind quickly caught up with me and I had the feeling as if I had just been hit by a train.

He didn't respond, just tightend his grip around my small body.

"Someone's at the door.." I whispered, pressing my lips to his temple, not wanting to be the one to move out from under the sheets first.

He made no movement to get up.

I sighed, trying to figure a way to slip out of bed and get my clothes on, not feeling comfortable to be nakid, even though I didn't understand why, considering he was, too.

I got up, wrapping a sheet around me, looked for my clothes quickly, put them on, and then ran downstairs. I answered the door, to see Tre there, looking like he was dead, and coming back to kill someone.

"Wow Tre, that's a nice look for you and all, but really... Did you look in the mirror this morning?" I joked, trying not to laugh.

I smiled to myself, thinking, 'Haha, you're fucking late to ruin something'

"Sure, rub it in more. I feel worst than I look."

"Wow, then you must feel pretty fucking shitty"

"I'm really loving how much you're caring and all, but you could just.. I don't know.. Shut up!"

"Wow, you're in the best mood, too"

This was almost too fun. Tre was going to kill me, and I was having my glory.

"Why are you here this early, anyway? It might just be me, but when I'm drunk the night before, I usually sleep late, but THAT'S JUST ME!" I said sarcastically.

"Mike is out, and Claudia is annoying the hell outta me, and I don't have the patience this morning because my head really fucking hurts and all that shit and-"

"Okay, I get it. Come in hangover man"

"You're just rubbing it in cuz I can't go after you"

"Yup. I'll go wake up Billie Joe" I said, going to go up the stairs.

"Okay, and Mandy...?"

"Yeah?"

"Your shirt is inside out and backwards"

I looked down, and blushed. "I like it that way"

He laughed, and sat back on the couch, as I ran upstairs to get Billie Joe.

Billie Joe lay on his stomach, his arms wrapped around the pillow that his head rested on.

Only a thin sheet covered from the waist down of his body, his back exposed to the California heat.

"Billie?" I asked, stepping into the room.

He lifted his head slowly, one eye still closed. A confused expression came across his face, not noticing that I hadn't been next to him in the bed.

"Morning sunshine." I said, handing him a pair of boxers that had been on the floor, being thrown there the night before.

"Uh..morning.."

"Tre's here."

His eyes widened, confused now.

"What? Why?"

"He's got a hangover, and the world is against him, so he came here."

"Oh..well..leave him downstairs, take off your clothes and get back in bed."

I giggled, shaking my head at him, pressing my lips to his cheek gently.

"Tre will wreck everything if I don't go back down there.."

"Eh..your right..okay..I'll be down in a few.."

I nodded my head, leaving the room, allowing Billie Joe to get dressed.

"What are you looking for?" I asked, returning down the stairs.

"Aspirin... You would think after years I would know where it is."

I laughed, and went to get him the aspirin. Billie Joe came downstairs, wearing the same thing he had worn yesterday... Well, the clothes I threw onto the bed.

Tre looked at us. "Why are you both wearing the same thing for two days?" He asked, taking aspirins

"I don't know... Fell asleep, I guess" Said Billie Joe

"Sure..." Said Tre, sarcastically.

"Where's Mike?" Asked Billie Joe, changing the subject.

"Out... I don't know where."

"Okay, I think he said he was going out this morning with Estelle"

"When?" Asked Tre, wincing at the light.

"Last night..."

"Oh"

Billie Joe tried not to laugh at Tre, and Tre could tell. "Don't even start to laugh" he said.

"Okay, Okay, I won't"

***

Tre left after a while, to go home and fall asleep. Billie Joe and I just hung out in the house.

"I'm so tired" I said, yawning, and sitting up strait from leaning on Billie Joe.

"Me too, and I'm never tired in the daytime"

"Ooh, do you want an award?"

"Sure, that'd be nice"

I laughed, and rested my head on his chest, before dozing off. I was never tired in the day... But hey, how bad can a nap be when you're about to rip your own head off your so tired? Exactly... Not bad at all. Billie Joe had falling asleep next to me, his arm still around me. I'm sure that would look great is someone walked in, me and him on the couch, his arm around me, sleeping in the middle of the daytime... Yeah... And most likely it would be Tre, who would see, and try to get back at us for the morning.

Billie Joe mumbled something in his sleep, causing me to wake up. I looked at him, and sighed.

"You snore and talk in your sleep. Two in one, so lucky" I said sarcastically and smiled.