This Love Drives Me Into Madness, chapter 8
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-Mike's P.O.V./Studio with Billie-
"I'm so fucking stupid!" I scolded.
"How long did it take you to figure that one out?" Billie inquired.
"Shut up," I commanded, "I'm never getting tipsy again!"
"Mike, you didn't kiss her because you were drunk," he said, "You have feelings for a fan, man. I know you."
"Dammit," I muttered through clenched teether, "She probably though I was desperate."
"Doubt it," Billie stated, "Briana was probably all giddy when she got him."
"Don't think so."
"Mike, she was obsessed with you at the age of ten," he explained, "She got a kiss from a freaking rock star. Of couse she had to have enjoyed it. And don't deny that you kissed her out of emotions. You know you did. I mean, like, look at Tre, he's most likely going to do the same thing to Erin...that random bastard..."
"Yeah, but he's Tre. He has an excuse. And he does a bunch of shit like that. Heck, he runs around town almost stripped."
"True..." Billie sighed, "I'm still doubting that you kissed Bri in a drunken state. You said it yourself, you were undrunkified."
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-Briana's P.O.V./Home-
"Are you...serious?" Erin asked.
"Yes..."
"Omigosh..." she chuckled.
"Shut up," I said.
"Michael and Briana sitting in a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G!--"
"Shut your face, or I'll do it for you," I threatened. Erin immediately stopped singing. "Okay...now, if you don't sing that song, you can open your mouth now..."
She inhaled deeply, "I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves. Everybody's nerves. Everybody's nerves. I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes...nerves nerves nerves...I know a so--"
"Just keep your trap closed," I said.
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-Tre's P.O.V./Mike is over at his house-
"You're joking, right?"
"No..."
"You seriously kissed Briana?!" I exclaimed.
"Yes..." Mike muttered.
"Geeze...and I thought I was the stupid one..."
"Hey!" I might be stupid but I'm not dumb!" he retorted.
"Riight..." I grinned, "But, you're not gonna be the only one who makes a mistake like that soon..."
"You're kidding," Mike said, "You're gonna make a move on Erin?"
"Yeah..." I trailed off.
"Please don't tell me that you're going to make a pass..."
"Hell no!" I yelled, "I may be perverted but I don't want to get arrested for it!...again."
"I remember that...and I'll never forget it, either," Mike chuckled.
"I know," I sighed, "I never got the name of that cop."
"Yeah...and where'd you get that stripper's outfit, anyway?"
"Claudia..."
"Oh. My. Fucking. God," Mike got wide-eyed.
"Hehe," I shot a weak smile.
"Tre...Billie and I are going to get you some help," he said.
"I need it..."
"Well, wait. Now that I think of it...I believe I know what that cop's name was..." Mike stated.
"You know the dude who pushed me up against the car and put me in handcuffs?!"
"Yes," he answered.
"Who was it?!"
"His name is Mike. Mike Dirnt."
"I'm so fucking stupid!" I scolded.
"How long did it take you to figure that one out?" Billie inquired.
"Shut up," I commanded, "I'm never getting tipsy again!"
"Mike, you didn't kiss her because you were drunk," he said, "You have feelings for a fan, man. I know you."
"Dammit," I muttered through clenched teether, "She probably though I was desperate."
"Doubt it," Billie stated, "Briana was probably all giddy when she got him."
"Don't think so."
"Mike, she was obsessed with you at the age of ten," he explained, "She got a kiss from a freaking rock star. Of couse she had to have enjoyed it. And don't deny that you kissed her out of emotions. You know you did. I mean, like, look at Tre, he's most likely going to do the same thing to Erin...that random bastard..."
"Yeah, but he's Tre. He has an excuse. And he does a bunch of shit like that. Heck, he runs around town almost stripped."
"True..." Billie sighed, "I'm still doubting that you kissed Bri in a drunken state. You said it yourself, you were undrunkified."
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-Briana's P.O.V./Home-
"Are you...serious?" Erin asked.
"Yes..."
"Omigosh..." she chuckled.
"Shut up," I said.
"Michael and Briana sitting in a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G!--"
"Shut your face, or I'll do it for you," I threatened. Erin immediately stopped singing. "Okay...now, if you don't sing that song, you can open your mouth now..."
She inhaled deeply, "I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves. Everybody's nerves. Everybody's nerves. I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes...nerves nerves nerves...I know a so--"
"Just keep your trap closed," I said.
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-Tre's P.O.V./Mike is over at his house-
"You're joking, right?"
"No..."
"You seriously kissed Briana?!" I exclaimed.
"Yes..." Mike muttered.
"Geeze...and I thought I was the stupid one..."
"Hey!" I might be stupid but I'm not dumb!" he retorted.
"Riight..." I grinned, "But, you're not gonna be the only one who makes a mistake like that soon..."
"You're kidding," Mike said, "You're gonna make a move on Erin?"
"Yeah..." I trailed off.
"Please don't tell me that you're going to make a pass..."
"Hell no!" I yelled, "I may be perverted but I don't want to get arrested for it!...again."
"I remember that...and I'll never forget it, either," Mike chuckled.
"I know," I sighed, "I never got the name of that cop."
"Yeah...and where'd you get that stripper's outfit, anyway?"
"Claudia..."
"Oh. My. Fucking. God," Mike got wide-eyed.
"Hehe," I shot a weak smile.
"Tre...Billie and I are going to get you some help," he said.
"I need it..."
"Well, wait. Now that I think of it...I believe I know what that cop's name was..." Mike stated.
"You know the dude who pushed me up against the car and put me in handcuffs?!"
"Yes," he answered.
"Who was it?!"
"His name is Mike. Mike Dirnt."
