Can You Bang Like a Drummer Can?, chapter 4
We got out of the water and onto the sand. Billie threw us all our towels and we dried off before starting to walk home. Tre and I walked together again.
"Listen sorry for making before awkward", he apologized.
"No its fine", I said shyly. His deep blue eyes glared down at me. This was awkward.
"You sure?", he asked. I nodded. It wasn't fine. It was awful. Why couldn't I just say how I felt? I guess that's cos I didn't know how I felt. He put his arm around me and I put my towel over him to cover him as well.
"You alright, you seem kinda red in the face?", he asked me feeling my forehead. I nodded and convinced him I was alright. I guess it was a little hot, but then again I could handle heat. We continued walking home.
"Jason I'll race you up the tree?", Billie asked smiling. He wiggled his eyebrows about. Jason took the challenge and the two immature boys started running up the garden path to the old oak tree. Tre and I continued walking to the door.
"Thanks for today", I told him again. He smiled and looked down. I realized we were holding hands and quickly let go. We both blushed slightly and looked away.
"So you coming in?", I asked. He nodded. Then the most embarrassing thing that could happen happened. I collapsed onto him at the front door.
-WITH MIKE AND CASSIE-
"Mikey, Mikey you have to come home", she ranted trying to convince him to.
"Tell me why?".
"Pippet fainted today and she's saying she wants you there". Mike looked at her like it was some sort of joke. He always took Pippet as being the funny, weird, joker of the family.
"Michael I'm being serious. We have to get home", she told him putting her hands onto his. He smiled at her.
"I hate it when you do that cute thing", he told her smiling before they both went down to the house.
"Pippet are you alright?", Mike asked all concerned when he saw his sister lying on the couch in Tre's lap. I looked up and him and nodded wearily putting my head back down closing my eyes. This was more then just a collapse from heat.
"You wanna see a doctor?".
"Mikey, I'll be fine. Trust me on this one". He nodded and smiled walking to his room with Cassie.
"Mikey you alright?", she asked, kneeling up on his bed to massage his shoulders. He leaned back in a little and shook his head.
"You wanna tell me what's wrong?", she asked him. Mike started to go quiet.
"Mom and dad..... Their splitting".
"Aww Michael.... Does Pippet know?".
"I don't know how to tell her".
"You'll find a way".
"She's going to react badly". Cassie agreed. Pippet never took bad news well. She either raged in anger, or released it on anything and anyone.
"Mikey she'll be fine alright, for now you relax, your too tense", she told him kissing him.
"Yeah I guess I am", he whispered back.
-WITH KAYLEE AND BILLIE JOE-
"Ohh, I love Kaylee, Kaylee I do... But she doesn't love me the same way".
"Billie sit down before you embarrass or hurt yourself". He sat.
"Kaylee its just...... Why don't you trust me?".
"Billie, the reason we started fighting is because you told me you had stopped dealing and you promised".
"Kay, it was for mom".
"I know your mother doesn't know you deal Billie Joe Armstrong, let alone would she let you".
"Fine then if you don't wanna trust me or believe me don't", he said getting up. She looked up at him as he left for the door.
"Billie... Billie... ", but that was all she got out before the door was closed.
Billie trudged up the main road and a few backstreets before he got to the local park. He pulled a joint out of his pocket and started smoking trying to think to himself. Where could he go? He couldn't go home; his mother would smell the pot. That's when an idea came to him.
-AT THE PRITCHARD RESIDENCE-
"Tre you don't have to leave", Pippet told him keeping herself in his lap.
"I wasn't planning to any time soon", he told her.
"Play for me", I told him wearily. He looked at her with a puzzled look.
"There are no drums". I smiled got up and grabbed her acoustic from in the front room.
"No play, it puts me to sleep. Billie does it all the time for me", I explained. He smiled.
"You and Billie Joe seem pretty close", he told me smiling so I could see his pearly whites.
"Yeah we are, he's like a brother to me", I explained flipping over and crawling over to him, "So come on I haven't heard your singing voice in person before". It wasn't long until I was on the floor in tears. To put it nicely he sounded like a hamster that was drunk. Actually that's being a little too nice, since his voice hadn't broken yet. He stopped and looked down.
"You alright pumpkin?", he asked helping me up. I nodded and forced the laugh to stay inside.
"Yeah.... Wait PUMPKIN?". He nodded.
"Unless you wanna be my dominated love slave?". I blushed and looked away.
"OMG YOU DO!".
"I don't Tre".
"Ohh you blushed.... Pippet has a crush on Tre..... Pippet has a crush on Tre".
"I do not".
"Oh yes you do. Come on, what's wrong about me?", he asked. I stayed quiet.
"See nothing wrong with me!", he chanted loudly.
"Tre get your ego down".
"What ego sweetheart?".
"You know what I'm talking about".
"Kiss?".
"NO!".
"Damn... PASH?".
"NO TRE!".
He shuffled over the couch and little and put the guitar down. I finally got a glimpse of his eyes properly. They sparkled.
"You have gorgeous eyes".
"Only because your reflections in them".
I moved away.
"That was the weirdest, corniest and cutest thing a guys ever told me".
"HAHA! CORNEY!", he let out with a giggled that sounded like that hamster was drowning.
"You are seriously the weirdest male I have met in my life".
"In a good way?".
"Of course...... Listen Tre about before?".
"Yeah?", he whispered.
"I'm sorry I didn't reply", I said repentantly.
"It's alright sweetie", he told me smiling pushing my hair back again.
"Listen I can reply now if you want..... I've thought about it long enough".
"Sure hone..........".
We kissed again. This time it was longer and more meaningful. He didn't seem to mind. He was the one making it last longer. It was tenderly, sweet and gently. It was perfect. We slowly broke apart.
"..... I love you....."
"Listen sorry for making before awkward", he apologized.
"No its fine", I said shyly. His deep blue eyes glared down at me. This was awkward.
"You sure?", he asked. I nodded. It wasn't fine. It was awful. Why couldn't I just say how I felt? I guess that's cos I didn't know how I felt. He put his arm around me and I put my towel over him to cover him as well.
"You alright, you seem kinda red in the face?", he asked me feeling my forehead. I nodded and convinced him I was alright. I guess it was a little hot, but then again I could handle heat. We continued walking home.
"Jason I'll race you up the tree?", Billie asked smiling. He wiggled his eyebrows about. Jason took the challenge and the two immature boys started running up the garden path to the old oak tree. Tre and I continued walking to the door.
"Thanks for today", I told him again. He smiled and looked down. I realized we were holding hands and quickly let go. We both blushed slightly and looked away.
"So you coming in?", I asked. He nodded. Then the most embarrassing thing that could happen happened. I collapsed onto him at the front door.
-WITH MIKE AND CASSIE-
"Mikey, Mikey you have to come home", she ranted trying to convince him to.
"Tell me why?".
"Pippet fainted today and she's saying she wants you there". Mike looked at her like it was some sort of joke. He always took Pippet as being the funny, weird, joker of the family.
"Michael I'm being serious. We have to get home", she told him putting her hands onto his. He smiled at her.
"I hate it when you do that cute thing", he told her smiling before they both went down to the house.
"Pippet are you alright?", Mike asked all concerned when he saw his sister lying on the couch in Tre's lap. I looked up and him and nodded wearily putting my head back down closing my eyes. This was more then just a collapse from heat.
"You wanna see a doctor?".
"Mikey, I'll be fine. Trust me on this one". He nodded and smiled walking to his room with Cassie.
"Mikey you alright?", she asked, kneeling up on his bed to massage his shoulders. He leaned back in a little and shook his head.
"You wanna tell me what's wrong?", she asked him. Mike started to go quiet.
"Mom and dad..... Their splitting".
"Aww Michael.... Does Pippet know?".
"I don't know how to tell her".
"You'll find a way".
"She's going to react badly". Cassie agreed. Pippet never took bad news well. She either raged in anger, or released it on anything and anyone.
"Mikey she'll be fine alright, for now you relax, your too tense", she told him kissing him.
"Yeah I guess I am", he whispered back.
-WITH KAYLEE AND BILLIE JOE-
"Ohh, I love Kaylee, Kaylee I do... But she doesn't love me the same way".
"Billie sit down before you embarrass or hurt yourself". He sat.
"Kaylee its just...... Why don't you trust me?".
"Billie, the reason we started fighting is because you told me you had stopped dealing and you promised".
"Kay, it was for mom".
"I know your mother doesn't know you deal Billie Joe Armstrong, let alone would she let you".
"Fine then if you don't wanna trust me or believe me don't", he said getting up. She looked up at him as he left for the door.
"Billie... Billie... ", but that was all she got out before the door was closed.
Billie trudged up the main road and a few backstreets before he got to the local park. He pulled a joint out of his pocket and started smoking trying to think to himself. Where could he go? He couldn't go home; his mother would smell the pot. That's when an idea came to him.
-AT THE PRITCHARD RESIDENCE-
"Tre you don't have to leave", Pippet told him keeping herself in his lap.
"I wasn't planning to any time soon", he told her.
"Play for me", I told him wearily. He looked at her with a puzzled look.
"There are no drums". I smiled got up and grabbed her acoustic from in the front room.
"No play, it puts me to sleep. Billie does it all the time for me", I explained. He smiled.
"You and Billie Joe seem pretty close", he told me smiling so I could see his pearly whites.
"Yeah we are, he's like a brother to me", I explained flipping over and crawling over to him, "So come on I haven't heard your singing voice in person before". It wasn't long until I was on the floor in tears. To put it nicely he sounded like a hamster that was drunk. Actually that's being a little too nice, since his voice hadn't broken yet. He stopped and looked down.
"You alright pumpkin?", he asked helping me up. I nodded and forced the laugh to stay inside.
"Yeah.... Wait PUMPKIN?". He nodded.
"Unless you wanna be my dominated love slave?". I blushed and looked away.
"OMG YOU DO!".
"I don't Tre".
"Ohh you blushed.... Pippet has a crush on Tre..... Pippet has a crush on Tre".
"I do not".
"Oh yes you do. Come on, what's wrong about me?", he asked. I stayed quiet.
"See nothing wrong with me!", he chanted loudly.
"Tre get your ego down".
"What ego sweetheart?".
"You know what I'm talking about".
"Kiss?".
"NO!".
"Damn... PASH?".
"NO TRE!".
He shuffled over the couch and little and put the guitar down. I finally got a glimpse of his eyes properly. They sparkled.
"You have gorgeous eyes".
"Only because your reflections in them".
I moved away.
"That was the weirdest, corniest and cutest thing a guys ever told me".
"HAHA! CORNEY!", he let out with a giggled that sounded like that hamster was drowning.
"You are seriously the weirdest male I have met in my life".
"In a good way?".
"Of course...... Listen Tre about before?".
"Yeah?", he whispered.
"I'm sorry I didn't reply", I said repentantly.
"It's alright sweetie", he told me smiling pushing my hair back again.
"Listen I can reply now if you want..... I've thought about it long enough".
"Sure hone..........".
We kissed again. This time it was longer and more meaningful. He didn't seem to mind. He was the one making it last longer. It was tenderly, sweet and gently. It was perfect. We slowly broke apart.
"..... I love you....."
