You Got Me On My Knees, chapter 3
"Hey! Did you guys die or something? Because if you did you should have called us and let us know. We were fucking worried for you!" I heard the voice of Tre. I groaned and turned around to wake Mike up. "Hey your drummer is here." I whispered and kissed his bare back. He moaned and mumbled words I couldn't make out before putting his pillow over his head. "Be up in five Mr. Dirnt." I told him laughing. I got up to meet Tre, wearing my jeans and a top.
"Hey Frankie." I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey El! Did you just wake up?"
"Yeah is it that obvious?" I asked, yawning.
"Well let's see: You're not wearing eye liner, your hair is all messed up, your jeans have seen better days and your top is backwards."
I giggled and punched Tre playfully on his shoulder. "Where is Mikey-key?" he asked, taking a glass and some wine from the kitchen.
"He's sleeping too. Have had a rough day. And I don't think he's going to be happy if you call him that."
"You were both sleeping at eight o'clock in the evening? Hmmm... " Tre played suspicious.
"Got a problem with that buddy?" The moment I heard Mike's voice I shuddered and couldn't help but blush. He entered the room, wearing sweat pants and the 'I Can't Hear The Monitor' T-shirt I had borrowed that morning.
"Hello Mikey-key." Tre greeted his friend in a girly voice. Mike laughed and walked towards the fridge to take a coke. "Fuck Tre quit embarrassing yourself." He said as Tre started searching through the TV channels and stopped at a soap opera. "What, I need to see if Pedro and Bianca will forgive each other!" Tre whined. Mike looked at me, smiling and gave me a kiss on the cheek which I don't think our soap opera secret admirer friend saw. I also took a soda from the fridge and we both sat down next to Tre.
"So when did you guys start fucking?" Tre asked out of the blue. Both Mike and I looked at him surprised. "You're more obvious than Billie when he says he doesn't smoke but smells like a Marlboro delight."
"Well... " I was going to tell him; since Mike had agreed to it why not let our best friend know.
"You're talking shit." Mike said and took the remote from his hands to change the channel, leaving me wondering.
"Ok then whatever you say dude." Tre gave up and took a bite of the chips he had brought. I spent the rest of the evening wondering why Mike had done that. Was he embarrassed to tell his band mate about me? Tre liked me anyway!
When our guest left I went to have a shower, trying to forget my worries for a bit. I heard the door opening and then clothes being thrown on the floor.
"Hey... " Mike pulled the curtain and kissed me, getting in the tub with me. He knew I couldn't resist! Fuck. "Hey... " I said, washing my hair. "I think that's the only place we haven't had sex in right?"
I asked, trying to sound annoyed but failing one hundred percent. "I think it is yes." Mike answered. "Major mistake."
I smirked and let the water running. I soon forgot the reason I was mad at him. So maybe he didn't tell Tre because he wasn't in the mood to start explaining about us; it didn't mean that he didn't want anyone to find out. We would tell them eventually... Right?
I got up earlier than usual the next morning and went to make Mike breakfast. I returned to his room and he was still sleeping heavily. I grinned and left the tray on the floor to wake him up. I climbed on top of him and started stroking his face to make him come to his senses. "Hey... Wake up... " I murmured and kissed his neck. He smiled to that so I continued, wrapping my legs around him. "Wake up Mr. Dirnt there's breakfast waiting for you... " he nodded but kept having his eyes closed. I bit him and he let out a moan of surprise but seconds later he was sleeping again.
"Okay fine... I guess I'll just call Billie and Tre up and let them read the next chapter of my novel first... " he finally looked up. "You've written it?" he asked curiously. I nodded and kissed his lips. "But you have to eat first so you can pay attention." I informed him and got up to take the tray with his breakfast. "Yay!" he said and started eating, giving me bites from everything he had. "Mike there's something that's bugging me." I confessed after he fed me a chocolate waffle. He shook his head in question. "Last night when Tre said that he thought we were sleeping together you... "
"Yeah I know." He interrupted. "Sorry babe I just was tired and didn't feel like going through the talking shit." I knew it! Mike would never be embarrassed of me! Plus he had just called me 'babe'! "Okay then." I sighed and curled up to him.
"No, no don't get all cozy Miss Stoan! You said you'd read me your next chapter and that is what you're going to do. Come on!" I shrugged and got up and Mike gave me a hit on the butt something that made me get back and slap his face. "Ouch!" he complained. I laughed and kissed him passionately. "I'm beginning to believe there is no next chapter... " he said, but didn't pull away from me. "Fine I'm going." I smiled at him and played with his hair before leaving the room to bring my laptop. I sat next to him and started reading from where I had left off the previous time. Mike was staring at me intensely as I was talking and I knew by the look of his face that he was really focused on what I was narrating to him.
"So?" I asked as soon as I finished.
"Hurry up and write more. I'll fucking kill you if you don't write an end to this thing." He said.
"You think it's good?" I asked hopefully.
"So good that I don't know whether I deserve to be fucking such a talented person like you." He joked. "You're also very, very very talented." I reassured him and kissed his cheek. Did it have to be Monday today? I didn't want him to go away to work. I couldn't let him go away to work. I was seriously becoming addicted.
"Hey Frankie." I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey El! Did you just wake up?"
"Yeah is it that obvious?" I asked, yawning.
"Well let's see: You're not wearing eye liner, your hair is all messed up, your jeans have seen better days and your top is backwards."
I giggled and punched Tre playfully on his shoulder. "Where is Mikey-key?" he asked, taking a glass and some wine from the kitchen.
"He's sleeping too. Have had a rough day. And I don't think he's going to be happy if you call him that."
"You were both sleeping at eight o'clock in the evening? Hmmm... " Tre played suspicious.
"Got a problem with that buddy?" The moment I heard Mike's voice I shuddered and couldn't help but blush. He entered the room, wearing sweat pants and the 'I Can't Hear The Monitor' T-shirt I had borrowed that morning.
"Hello Mikey-key." Tre greeted his friend in a girly voice. Mike laughed and walked towards the fridge to take a coke. "Fuck Tre quit embarrassing yourself." He said as Tre started searching through the TV channels and stopped at a soap opera. "What, I need to see if Pedro and Bianca will forgive each other!" Tre whined. Mike looked at me, smiling and gave me a kiss on the cheek which I don't think our soap opera secret admirer friend saw. I also took a soda from the fridge and we both sat down next to Tre.
"So when did you guys start fucking?" Tre asked out of the blue. Both Mike and I looked at him surprised. "You're more obvious than Billie when he says he doesn't smoke but smells like a Marlboro delight."
"Well... " I was going to tell him; since Mike had agreed to it why not let our best friend know.
"You're talking shit." Mike said and took the remote from his hands to change the channel, leaving me wondering.
"Ok then whatever you say dude." Tre gave up and took a bite of the chips he had brought. I spent the rest of the evening wondering why Mike had done that. Was he embarrassed to tell his band mate about me? Tre liked me anyway!
When our guest left I went to have a shower, trying to forget my worries for a bit. I heard the door opening and then clothes being thrown on the floor.
"Hey... " Mike pulled the curtain and kissed me, getting in the tub with me. He knew I couldn't resist! Fuck. "Hey... " I said, washing my hair. "I think that's the only place we haven't had sex in right?"
I asked, trying to sound annoyed but failing one hundred percent. "I think it is yes." Mike answered. "Major mistake."
I smirked and let the water running. I soon forgot the reason I was mad at him. So maybe he didn't tell Tre because he wasn't in the mood to start explaining about us; it didn't mean that he didn't want anyone to find out. We would tell them eventually... Right?
I got up earlier than usual the next morning and went to make Mike breakfast. I returned to his room and he was still sleeping heavily. I grinned and left the tray on the floor to wake him up. I climbed on top of him and started stroking his face to make him come to his senses. "Hey... Wake up... " I murmured and kissed his neck. He smiled to that so I continued, wrapping my legs around him. "Wake up Mr. Dirnt there's breakfast waiting for you... " he nodded but kept having his eyes closed. I bit him and he let out a moan of surprise but seconds later he was sleeping again.
"Okay fine... I guess I'll just call Billie and Tre up and let them read the next chapter of my novel first... " he finally looked up. "You've written it?" he asked curiously. I nodded and kissed his lips. "But you have to eat first so you can pay attention." I informed him and got up to take the tray with his breakfast. "Yay!" he said and started eating, giving me bites from everything he had. "Mike there's something that's bugging me." I confessed after he fed me a chocolate waffle. He shook his head in question. "Last night when Tre said that he thought we were sleeping together you... "
"Yeah I know." He interrupted. "Sorry babe I just was tired and didn't feel like going through the talking shit." I knew it! Mike would never be embarrassed of me! Plus he had just called me 'babe'! "Okay then." I sighed and curled up to him.
"No, no don't get all cozy Miss Stoan! You said you'd read me your next chapter and that is what you're going to do. Come on!" I shrugged and got up and Mike gave me a hit on the butt something that made me get back and slap his face. "Ouch!" he complained. I laughed and kissed him passionately. "I'm beginning to believe there is no next chapter... " he said, but didn't pull away from me. "Fine I'm going." I smiled at him and played with his hair before leaving the room to bring my laptop. I sat next to him and started reading from where I had left off the previous time. Mike was staring at me intensely as I was talking and I knew by the look of his face that he was really focused on what I was narrating to him.
"So?" I asked as soon as I finished.
"Hurry up and write more. I'll fucking kill you if you don't write an end to this thing." He said.
"You think it's good?" I asked hopefully.
"So good that I don't know whether I deserve to be fucking such a talented person like you." He joked. "You're also very, very very talented." I reassured him and kissed his cheek. Did it have to be Monday today? I didn't want him to go away to work. I couldn't let him go away to work. I was seriously becoming addicted.
