"Billie?" you ask.
"What?" he responds roughly.
"You look so tired, please come to bed..." you said, walking up to him in the dark living room.
"Fuck off, I'm not done with the song yet." He responded roughly.
You stopped for a moment, but then continued, sitting down on the coffee table infront of him.
"Billie... You haven't slept in three days, you haven't eaten in two. Please, you're just hurting yourself, come to bed." you say to him.
"I said fuck off!" He growled loudly.
"Stop it!" you yelled.
He began inhaling deeply. Rage filled him.
"Look at me." you commanded.
"Fuck you."
"Look. At. Me." you said, a bit stricter.
"Fuck. You." he said in a dangerously angry tone.
"Look at me!" You screamed.
"Fuck!" he screamed back, throwing his guitar towards the other side of the couch, and standing up, marching around the room.
He punched a wall, luckily, not putting a hole through it, but he began to hit it repeatedly.
"BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG, YOU LOOK AT ME NOW!" You screamed, running up to him yanking his hands away from the wall, and placing your hands on either side of his face, forcing him to focus on you.
His furious green eyes looked into yours.
His face had bags around his eyes, his scruffy stubble was beginning to grow.
"I love you, so much Billie. I cant just sit by idly, and watch you destroy yourself over a song. I know this is important to you, but rest is extremely important. You can always work on it after a good nights rest, and you're not eating... Billie I don't want anything bad to happen to you, you don't understand how worried I am about you..." You began to cry.
As you continued to speak, you see the anger in his face slowly diminish.
The age and tiredness suddenly came into his face, and you felt him lean into your touch.
"I just want you to be okay..." you said, your voice breaking at every other word.
"Y/N..." he started.
"I-I'm so sorry." he said, leaning forward and wrapping his arms around you.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, as tears streamed down both your faces.
He backed up and gave you a soft kiss.
"I love you, thank you for sticking with me... What time is it?"
"3 am, Billie."
"I'm... I'm very tired." he said.
"Lets get you to bed."
"Please take care of me." he said as you led him by the hand to the bedroom.
"Don't worry, my love. You just get into bed and rest with me, and in the morning, I'll make you food." you said.
He gave you a soft smile and just then, you'd laid down with him, and it seemed that he was asleep within seconds.
He was going to be okay, and all thanks to you.

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Band One-Shots {VOL. 1 COMPLETE}
RandomWho doesn't want a nice One-Shot, right? COMPLETED 6/18/17