A little diffrent from the original. A Billy fic.
For weeks I obsessed over her. About how much I needed her back, but couldn't have her. Benji tried to talk me into going on a date with one of his chick friends, but I was never much for a blind date. Hated them actually. I just wanted Lily. Her perfect eyes, the way her hair flowed around her accenting her face. Perfection, anyway you looked at her. Then it happened. A complete month after the scene at the beach, I didn't have a choice anymore. I would have to move on, or be alone for the rest of my life,because that night I got a call from Lily's brother. Apparently she had gotten in a car crash. Killed instantly on impact. I went to the funeral, I cried the tears I had left for her. I left the ring I had asked her to take, lying next to her in the casket. I noted how beautiful she looked, even in death. Make-up artists can do wonders. Then I let go. I let go of her, my aching heart, and the chance of ever falling in love again. She cut me so deep I don't think I could ever repair my bleeding heart.
No one outside of the band noticed my changes. The depression, the constant tiredness, the lack of eating. Some how I got darker, and no matter how hard they tried no one could change it. I still did the shows, put on a smile for the kids. But inside I was dying, crumbling, wasting away to nothingness. I had loved Lily, and that’s what kept me going, that imaginary love that I thought was there.Now that it was gone, all that was left was a hallow corpse, that was I. William Martin.
I still have family, friends, and Fans. But it will never be the same. Then you show up. Benji knows how bad I want you and he won't let it go. Oh how I long to kiss you ,hold you, be with you. But I can't. What if you turn out to be like her? What if I get wrapped up in you so bad that I don't realize that its all just a game? But what if your different. Your nothing like Lily was on the outside. Lily’s blond curls look gray in comparison to your stick straight Blackish blue hair. Your eyes are the deepest blue, dark but light all at the same time. Hers were just plain blue, like plain glass. She wore pink strawberry gloss and eyeshadow. You with the blackest lipstick I've ever seen and your eyeliner looking as if you've been taking tips from Benji. Your skin doesn’t have any flaws, its pale like china, but beautiful all the same. Lily dressed like everyday was the happiest day ever, always pastels and pink. But your much different. You wear black mostly but there’s some other colors there, no pastels but there’s color. I want you so bad my whole body aches. And I gave in. Here we go again, another relationship built on nothing more then lust.