It had been a week since the phone call from Tane, and just yesterday I had finally moved it to the back of my mind. I was working vigorously on my research paper for my English class, when there was a knock on my bedroom door ( Read more... )

Billie and I were walking back to my dorm with ice cream from the dining hall when I felt my phone vibrate from my back pocket. "Hey, hold this real quick," I said hurriedly to Billie, who let go of his spoon, which was still in his mouth, and took my bowl as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I didn't recognize the number, so I felt even more ( Read more... )

I couldn't wait for Zie to pull into my driveway and shut off her car. I practically jumped out of the car the second Zie shut off the ignition. Billie was waiting for me on my porch, a big grin on his face. I quickly walked up to him, my imitation of a run, and gave him a huge hug. "I feel like there's something between us," Billie joked ( Read more... )

A light knock on my door woke me up the next morning. I opened my eyes, seeing nothing but polka-dotted fabric. I took in a deep breath, picking my head up as another light knock on my door sounded, accompanied by a call. "Arizona?" It was a man's voice, one I knew was not Aran's. Intrigued, I got up from my bed and went to see who was at my door. ( Read more... )

"Happy one year, baby," I murmured when I awoke, cuddling up to his side and kissing the base of his neck ( Read more... )

CURRENT STORY DATE: 11/20/10

"I hate going to sleep," I muttered.

Billie laughed, rolling over on his side to look at me. "You say that just about every night."

"But I'm not over here every night," I argued.

"Yeah, but when you aren't, you text that to me," Billie rebutted.

"Yes, but you usually send me messages of you playing songs, and I play them ( Read more... )

The next day, I skipped my first class of my college career. Billie stayed over my apartment last night after our emotional exchange and we just cuddled and chatted and stole kisses. I also let Billie watch me sketch the hard drive on my desk because he wouldn't let me sketch him, even after I asked him about fifteen times. Oh, and once we blasted ( Read more... )

CURRENT STORY DATE: 09/18/10

I slinked up Billie's chest, laying down next to him, both of our chests rising and falling rapidly. "Oh, fuck, Izzie," Billie breathed, smiling.

I edged out a small laugh, licking my lips. "I hate Tre right now."

Billie laughed, rolling over and kissing me deeply. "Be glad that it wasn't Mike."

"Or Ollie!" I added.

"Oh, ( Read more... )

I sat there in complete and utter shock, while everyone around me had looks of anticipation on their faces. Oh my God, I thought. Billie wants to get married?? I mean, I love him, but...but I don't know! Arizona, think through this logically: One, Billie is madly in love with you. Not only does he tell me at least once a day, everyone else always ( Read more... )

Zie, Mary Jane, and I burst through the hospital doors, running up to the reception counter. "Excuse me," I panted. "We're looking for Billie Joe Armstrong."

The receptionist tapped some keys on her keyboard and then looked up at her computer screen. "He came through trauma about eight hours ago. He's in the ICU now, room 154," she said.

"Thank you ( Read more... )