Loved-Like Never Before, chapter 2
Meghan's P.O.V.
I woke up in weird surroundings. There was a man by the side of me, drooling. I panicked- was it Rob? Had he finally...raped me? The man turned and mumbled. My heart was gonna pop out of my chest in a minute. I nudged him. "Ngyuerheifgl" he muttered. He obviously wasn't a morning person.
His auburn hair was gelled up. "Argh!" I screamed...and it all came back to me. It was Tré Cool. He shot up and screamed, "I DIDN'T DO IT!" The person in the bed by the side of us stirred. "Ngyeisdujkkd" he mumbled, just the same as Tré.
"Hi...Tré," I felt mad saying hello.
"Hi...Good night?"
"Huh...I only just woke up! It's the morning, you're the one with concussion!"
He chuckled at my mistake.
"I know that. I was asking whether you had a good night. And you had to have done. You were sleeping right by me!" He laughed at his own joke. I laughed at it as well. Jesus. This was the first time in ages that I'd laughed, let alone smiled.
"Sorry about that." I apologized. Tré looked at me and said, "Whatchoo gotta be sowee for?" I smiled sickeningly and gulped. He shoved a glass of ice cold water into my hand, and down the throat it went. Out of the corner of my eye I saw somone rooting through my battered rucksack. "JEBUS!" I heard, my stuff was obviously intriguing. Tré scrambled down to see what was so 'jebus'ing. He too screamed "HOLY B...BASS!"
"What?!" They came out with armfuls of merchandise. "Eep. I see you found the stuff..." I muttered, blushing.
"Ya a fan?" Billie asked, cocking his head.
"No!" I said sarcastically "I just own everything Adeline or the Green Day people have put out. CD'S, T-Shirts all for nothing!" I rolled my eyes and went back to drinking my water.
Tré looked at me, dumbfounded. "What's the point in that?!"
"TRÉ, YOU NOOB! She's obviously a fan...goober.." Billie explained
While Tré realised what I'd done, an idea drove its way into my head. "I need to go shopping. Clothes shopping. COME WITH ME...PWEASE!" I pleaded. Billie shook his head and said, "I do enough 'shopping' with Adrienne, fuckin' girls.." However, Tré's eyes lit up. I ran to get dressed and was soon on my way into New York, this time accompanied by my new best friend.
*Coming out of Hot Topic*
*Meghan's P.O.V.*
"OH MY GOD! I haven't had that much fun in fuckin' ages!" I screamed, making the whole town jump.
"NEITHER HAVE I!" Tré exclaimed. I knew straightaway this was a lie, as this was Tré Cool. I gave him my 'look' and he immediately faltered. "Ok...maybe I have but, hey."
We started walking up the street and passed Musik. I stopped and leant up against the glass. They had a Ludwig in the front window, just like mine at home in Rodeo. Rob had burnt it down, along with all of my drumsticks. My eyes filled up and before I knew it, tears had come running down my face. Tré looked horrified and rushed in for a hug. As he wrapped his arms around me, our eyes met. His electric blue eyes showed love. Something I hadn't had. Our lips touched, and sparks flew...
*Tré's P.O.V.*
I sprang back. This wasn't right. She was 14!
"You're 14! I can't kiss you!" I raged. This time it was her who sprang back.
"I," She began, "Have to tell you something...I'm not 14. I'm 23." I listened in horror as she told me she only said she was 14, so she'd get a home. Somewhere to stay. Thoughts ran through my head. I knew she wasn't 14. She looked too old to be 14.
"Are you angry?" She said quietly.
"What the fuck are you on about? Why would I be angry?! Means I can kiss ya now! " I ran foward and embraced her in a hug. She kissed me and this time it felt right. This time...I knew...I loved Meghan.
I woke up in weird surroundings. There was a man by the side of me, drooling. I panicked- was it Rob? Had he finally...raped me? The man turned and mumbled. My heart was gonna pop out of my chest in a minute. I nudged him. "Ngyuerheifgl" he muttered. He obviously wasn't a morning person.
His auburn hair was gelled up. "Argh!" I screamed...and it all came back to me. It was Tré Cool. He shot up and screamed, "I DIDN'T DO IT!" The person in the bed by the side of us stirred. "Ngyeisdujkkd" he mumbled, just the same as Tré.
"Hi...Tré," I felt mad saying hello.
"Hi...Good night?"
"Huh...I only just woke up! It's the morning, you're the one with concussion!"
He chuckled at my mistake.
"I know that. I was asking whether you had a good night. And you had to have done. You were sleeping right by me!" He laughed at his own joke. I laughed at it as well. Jesus. This was the first time in ages that I'd laughed, let alone smiled.
"Sorry about that." I apologized. Tré looked at me and said, "Whatchoo gotta be sowee for?" I smiled sickeningly and gulped. He shoved a glass of ice cold water into my hand, and down the throat it went. Out of the corner of my eye I saw somone rooting through my battered rucksack. "JEBUS!" I heard, my stuff was obviously intriguing. Tré scrambled down to see what was so 'jebus'ing. He too screamed "HOLY B...BASS!"
"What?!" They came out with armfuls of merchandise. "Eep. I see you found the stuff..." I muttered, blushing.
"Ya a fan?" Billie asked, cocking his head.
"No!" I said sarcastically "I just own everything Adeline or the Green Day people have put out. CD'S, T-Shirts all for nothing!" I rolled my eyes and went back to drinking my water.
Tré looked at me, dumbfounded. "What's the point in that?!"
"TRÉ, YOU NOOB! She's obviously a fan...goober.." Billie explained
While Tré realised what I'd done, an idea drove its way into my head. "I need to go shopping. Clothes shopping. COME WITH ME...PWEASE!" I pleaded. Billie shook his head and said, "I do enough 'shopping' with Adrienne, fuckin' girls.." However, Tré's eyes lit up. I ran to get dressed and was soon on my way into New York, this time accompanied by my new best friend.
*Coming out of Hot Topic*
*Meghan's P.O.V.*
"OH MY GOD! I haven't had that much fun in fuckin' ages!" I screamed, making the whole town jump.
"NEITHER HAVE I!" Tré exclaimed. I knew straightaway this was a lie, as this was Tré Cool. I gave him my 'look' and he immediately faltered. "Ok...maybe I have but, hey."
We started walking up the street and passed Musik. I stopped and leant up against the glass. They had a Ludwig in the front window, just like mine at home in Rodeo. Rob had burnt it down, along with all of my drumsticks. My eyes filled up and before I knew it, tears had come running down my face. Tré looked horrified and rushed in for a hug. As he wrapped his arms around me, our eyes met. His electric blue eyes showed love. Something I hadn't had. Our lips touched, and sparks flew...
*Tré's P.O.V.*
I sprang back. This wasn't right. She was 14!
"You're 14! I can't kiss you!" I raged. This time it was her who sprang back.
"I," She began, "Have to tell you something...I'm not 14. I'm 23." I listened in horror as she told me she only said she was 14, so she'd get a home. Somewhere to stay. Thoughts ran through my head. I knew she wasn't 14. She looked too old to be 14.
"Are you angry?" She said quietly.
"What the fuck are you on about? Why would I be angry?! Means I can kiss ya now! " I ran foward and embraced her in a hug. She kissed me and this time it felt right. This time...I knew...I loved Meghan.
