Drawn to the Drummer, chapter 12

An hour and a half past and I loved every minute of it. I sat and watched Tre sleep. I combed my fingers through his hair and watched his eyelids flicker. I sighed with happiness. Tre's eyes flicked open and his bright blue eyes stared back at me.
"Good evening Mr Cool," I smiled and he returned the grin.
"Hello you, what time is it?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"Half past two."
"Ooooooh and still time for smooches!"
"TRE!" I leaned away laughing at him puckering his lips.
"What?" Even he began to laugh. I stood and walked to the sliding glass door. I watched the water droplets slide down in masses running like a complicated maze. I folded my arms across my chest then I felt Tre's hands slide around my waist to the front with his arms wrapped around my middle.
"Is there anything you wanna share?" Said Tre and I looked at him."Besides my bed?" I burst into laughter and blushed. He just smiled and rested his chin on my shoulder and waited for my reply.
"Well...not really."
"I'm sure there is," I ended up telling Tre about the big decision.
"Wow that's pretty big," Tre was slightly amazed.
"Yeah," I rested my head on Tre's also cradling his arms with my hands. "I just have no idea what I'm going to do. I obviously have reasons to stay."
"What are they?" Tre stared into my eyes.
"Well.... my bands career of course," I said looking at our hands entwining.
"And?" Tre persisted. I wondered if I should tell him how I feel about him. But it can't be with Mike's mum and everything. I think I'll wait. I turned around and looked at Tre. Giving him a little smile then a kiss. Tre's lips had a sensation like a warm summer's day but that soon went when the front door swung open and Billie Joe stumbled through.
"Holy shit Tre you really need a heater in here," Billie shook himself off like a wet dog. I was still in Tre's arms when Billie Joe looked up. "Oh I see you use body heat to keep warm...nice one," Billie winked at Tre and he just pleasantly smiled back. I tried to take a step back but Tre held me tight.
"You're soaked dude," Tre examined Billie's clothes.
"Yeah, you think?" Billie walked past Tre and I in to the kitchen to make a coffee. There was a bit of an awkward silence every now and then. Billie would look up from stirring his coffee to see if we were making out. We weren't.
We all sat down in the lounge room. Billie Joe slowly sipped his coffee without taking an eye off of us. 10 minutes past and Billie Joe stood up when he'd finished.
"Well I only came to pick up old blue."
I knew what he was talking about straight away. His guitar. "I'll get it for you," I jumped up and headed for Tre's studio. I switched the light on, located Billie's guitar and headed for the door. I could hear Tre and Billie Joe having conversation through the door. I pressed my ear to listen.
"Nice kid," Billie commented.
"Yeah."
"Does she know yet?"
"No, not yet."
"Oh fuck man, what are you waiting for? George bush to retire?"
"Don't hold your breath," Tre returned.
"Tre dude when are you going to tell her?"
"I don't know."
"When?"
"Fuck man I'll tell her ok. What we know could scare the piss out of her. Then she could go back to Australia and I'll never see her again and you don't give a fucking shit!" I was looking through the crack of the door I had left open. Tre was now standing up staring straight at Billie Joe. What were they talking about? What was Tre hiding from me? Enough of the question I had to get in there before anything happened.
I opened the door and closed it behind me. Tre and Billie both looked in my direction. "Wow these sound proof walls really do work. I couldn't here a thing you guys were saying...IF you were saying anything," I looked at Tre then Billie.
"No, nothing," Billie Joe took his guitar waved and he was gone. Tre and I just stood there looking at each across the room.
"Hey..." Tre's word just drifted and echoed throughout the room. It was just a waste of breath...