**Updated** When (Y/n) meets Billie Joe, she's just a lonely girl who needs a friend and Billie Joe vows to be there for her no matter but before they know it, their relationship becomes something that neither of them could ever imagine. Eventually, their lives take off in more ways than one and they are forced to go their separate, only to be reunited years later. (Don't forget to vote and comment!)

Victim of My Symptom is an emotionally charged fanfiction set in the late 1990s-early 2000s, during the peak of Billie Joe Armstrong's struggles with addiction and fame. Lila Carter, a young and ambitious journalist, finds herself drawn into the chaotic, unpredictable world of the Green Day frontman after a chance meeting at a high-profile event. What starts as a career-defining interview quickly spirals into something deeper as Lila becomes entwined in Billie Joe's life-caught between his charm, vulnerability, and the dark, destructive habits that threaten to consume him. As Lila navigates the blurred lines between professional and personal, she meets Billie's longtime friends and bandmates, Tre Cool and Mike Dirnt, who are trying to manage their own lives while witnessing Billie's decline. Torn between the allure of Billie's intoxicating energy and the growing awareness of the danger he represents, Lila faces a choice: stay by his side and risk losing herself, or walk away before she becomes a victim of the symptom. Victim of the Symptom is a gritty exploration of addiction, fame, and the complexities of love, set against the backdrop of the rock and roll lifestyle. It's a story about the people we try to save and the cost of letting their demons consume us. (just a sidenote, so the stroy makes sense, billie and adrienne are divorced in this stroy, it isnt brang up, but thats why his kids arent there, they are with their mother at the time it takes place)

You always knew in your heart that you deserved love, but the way he held you and nestled you so closely to his warm chest just made you wonder why. Of every girl in the audience, of all the people he knew in his life- why were you laying beside him? Why did you deserve this kind of unconditional love from the man who saved your life? It didn't make sense. And yet, here you were- arms wrapped around his waist, lips so tenderly close you could feel his breath across your cheek. Some part of this night was planned- no- this whole encounter wasn't some fucking coincidence. Whatever what happening, you didn't exactly know. All you knew was that he was going to take you down... down these halls, down on the bed, down on your knees in front of this tempting man. And every minute was an absolute blessing.

We all have our inner demons. Billie Joe Armstrong is no exception... But what happens when those demons just won't stay inside...?

"I write best when I'm falling in love, or falling apart." He muttered to himself, his gaze was on the guitar he had gently settled into his lap as he traced over the initials 'BJ' on it with his index finger. "Which one is it right now?" I asked nervously. He looked up at me with his green eyes only for a split second, soon looking back down. Like he feared I would see the pain painted behind his jade green orbs. But if he already knew I had already saw it. "Both." He said, finally looking up at me. That's when I noticed the pool of tears for everything that he had left unspoken, with one blink they would be running down his cheeks. And I hope he didn't let them, because I couldn't see him cry. "I love you, and it's killing me." I bit my lip painfully trying to stop myself from crying. He was the right one, my heart told me when my eyes first landed on him. But he wasn't mine, and that tore me up. Because I craved him to be. I sighed, "you're breaking my heart billie." I whispered, watching the tears roll down his dull face. "I love you. And loving you feels like some sort of self destruction when I'm not suppose to but my god armstrong I love you." I sobbed. It seems to be that love could be labelled poison and we would drink it anyways. I looked at him, the sadness in his eyes felt like it was tearing me up from the inside starting with the heart. But I felt guilty to look away. "But you know we shouldn't." I said Painfully, he nodded biting his lip. "We should only be friends." "But friends don't look at each other the way we do." And I needed him, he was my life line. And he told me he needed me, he said I was his sanity. But although it felt we lived worlds against each other, one thing we both knew was. 'I'm fine.' Sounds the same. Even when it's not true ----------------- She loved him more than he would ever know. And he loved her more than he would ever show. What a tragedy. (Little spoiler, but it does end happily I promise.)

Sky was your typical 20 year old. Ever since she met Billie Joe they have always been close friends and sees him as another member of the family and a mentor. They were oddly close for their friendship since Billie was 43 and Sky, 20 but, they didn't think of it in any other way than platonic. But, what happens when Billie Joe comes to visit her and they become closer?

After twins Dakota and Tyler are taken away from their New York home from the social workers due to neglect from their mother, they are told that they have to travel across the country to go live with their father in Oakland, California. But before they leave, Dakota is faced with a tragic accident that leaves her feeling lost and alone. Until she meets her birth father...

You've lived in your town for years now, you have always had only one freind called billie. But when you grew older Billie started acting different because of drugs and alcohol. You ended up growing apart, but after years she starts to take notice of you again. But things will never be the same as they once were.

Billie and Tré are getting on fine with their day to day life, but when Billie unexpectedly develops feelings for his favourite drummer, will Tré feel the same? Trillie