"Why to us, Mike?" "I don't know Bill, I just hope they're not gonna find out", chapter 2
-KATY'S POV-
I couldn't believe it. There he was, Mike Pritchard, better known as Mike Dirnt. I stopped playing and looked up at him.
Oh my God. He was so beautiful, I loved those blue eyes so much. He told me to go on with the song so I started playing 'Homecoming', my favourite. Then he started playing too, and then Tre came in and shouted: "Wait! I'm playing too!"
I was so happy, but still I couldn't believe it.
When I sang Mike looked at me, and I read on his face that he thought I was good at it! While I was singing I kept looking at him, and every time he looked back. I started to feel nervous, but it never happens to me to be nervous while I'm playing the guitar.
Then I understood. The end of the song was coming nearer and I had to sing alone with Mike. Oh my God. But at that very moment the solo came in and I forgot about everything. But it wasn't for a long time.
-MIKE'S POV-
I couldn't think anything else but at the end of the song, when I had to sing alone with Katy. I don't know why, but I knew for sure that something was going on. Suddenly Billie came in my mind, and I realized I missed him. I wasn't going to sing with him, but with a girl who likes me, and that was driving me nervous.
My heart was beating faster than ever as we started to sing. I stared into her green eyes. She was really good at playing. When the song finished I shook her hand and whispered in her ear: "Thanks for playing with me, you're really good at it. I don't know you yet, but you're a great singer."
She looked up at me smiling. There was something in her that made me happy. I smiled back at her and I noticed that our faces were too near, and she was coming nearer.
Oh my God. I liked her.
Very much...
-KRISTELLE'S POV-
We were looking in each others eyes. I've always loved Billie Joe Armstrong and now, I was speaking with him. He was nice, but I was worried. How could I help him to go back home?
I was lost in my thoughts when I realized I was still grabbing his hands. I looked at him. Oh my God. He was coming nearer. I wanted to kiss him so much. But I couldn't... I was 15 and he was 34, married, with 2 kids. I couldn't.
Our mouths were 1 inch away and I decided not to kiss him. It could've hurt him. What about Adrienne? I stood up.
"Sorry, I can't"
An embarrassing silence fell between us. Then he spoke.
"Sorry, it's my fault. You know that I'm married, with 2 kids. That's why you didn't kiss me, isn't it?"
I looked at him. He was really sorry, and kind of sad.
I nodded, slowly.
"But what hurt me most is that you're 33 years old, and i'm just 15."
"Age doesn't matter..."
"It matters to me!" I cut in "You're more than double my age!!"
Silence again. He stood up too. He opened his mouth, as to say something, but then closed it. Then he sat down.
"Sorry..." he said.
"It's ok. Forget about it, ok?"
"Ok..."
-BILLIE'S POV-
What the fuck was going on? I was falling in love with a 15-years-old girl! I should've been out of my mind... I also tried to kiss her... Maybe she was right. I must forget about it! But how? An idea came in my mind.
"It was you that was playing the drums before?" I asked.
"Yeah, it was me. Why?" She answered.
"Because you're really good. You were playing 'Jesus of Suburbia', weren't you?" I bet he was asking herself why I was asking those questions.
"Yeah! How was it?"
"You're nearly good as Tre! Have you got a guitar here?"
"Yes, it's upstairs. It's Katy's, but she use it for practicing."
"Wonderful! Do you want to play something with me?"
"....Are you kidding?" She blushed, I giggled
"No, I'm not"
"I can't believe it. Billie Joe Armstrong wants to play something with me..." She said, thinking out loud.
"Yes, and Billie Joe Armstrong wants to play something with you now." I said. She jumped, in surprise.
"Did I just say that out loud?" She asked me.
"Yes, you did." I managed to say among laughter's. "so?"
"Ok then, let's go upstairs. Follow me."
We played 'Poprocks & Coke'. She told me that's the one she learned first. I started singing.
Thinking about the words I was saying I noticed that Kristelle kept looking at me. I understood why.
She liked me for what I was, not for the 'famous Billie', and even if she was 15, I liked her too.
We kept looking at each other for all the song. When we finished she stood up, came to sit next to me, and looking at me in my eyes she said, repeating the lyrics of the song:
"I'll be there for you, Billie Joe, remember it."
This was clearly a confession. Oh my God.
Suddenly I felt strange, my heart was beating faster, my legs were trembling and my brain could think just one thing:
"Kiss her, now or never!..But what about Adie?...You can love two people at once!... No, I can't!... Yes, you can!... No!... Yes!...Come on... whatcha waiting for? You know you like her. Kiss her, now or never!"
I decided in a second.
I started to get nearer to Kristelle and...
I couldn't believe it. There he was, Mike Pritchard, better known as Mike Dirnt. I stopped playing and looked up at him.
Oh my God. He was so beautiful, I loved those blue eyes so much. He told me to go on with the song so I started playing 'Homecoming', my favourite. Then he started playing too, and then Tre came in and shouted: "Wait! I'm playing too!"
I was so happy, but still I couldn't believe it.
When I sang Mike looked at me, and I read on his face that he thought I was good at it! While I was singing I kept looking at him, and every time he looked back. I started to feel nervous, but it never happens to me to be nervous while I'm playing the guitar.
Then I understood. The end of the song was coming nearer and I had to sing alone with Mike. Oh my God. But at that very moment the solo came in and I forgot about everything. But it wasn't for a long time.
-MIKE'S POV-
I couldn't think anything else but at the end of the song, when I had to sing alone with Katy. I don't know why, but I knew for sure that something was going on. Suddenly Billie came in my mind, and I realized I missed him. I wasn't going to sing with him, but with a girl who likes me, and that was driving me nervous.
My heart was beating faster than ever as we started to sing. I stared into her green eyes. She was really good at playing. When the song finished I shook her hand and whispered in her ear: "Thanks for playing with me, you're really good at it. I don't know you yet, but you're a great singer."
She looked up at me smiling. There was something in her that made me happy. I smiled back at her and I noticed that our faces were too near, and she was coming nearer.
Oh my God. I liked her.
Very much...
-KRISTELLE'S POV-
We were looking in each others eyes. I've always loved Billie Joe Armstrong and now, I was speaking with him. He was nice, but I was worried. How could I help him to go back home?
I was lost in my thoughts when I realized I was still grabbing his hands. I looked at him. Oh my God. He was coming nearer. I wanted to kiss him so much. But I couldn't... I was 15 and he was 34, married, with 2 kids. I couldn't.
Our mouths were 1 inch away and I decided not to kiss him. It could've hurt him. What about Adrienne? I stood up.
"Sorry, I can't"
An embarrassing silence fell between us. Then he spoke.
"Sorry, it's my fault. You know that I'm married, with 2 kids. That's why you didn't kiss me, isn't it?"
I looked at him. He was really sorry, and kind of sad.
I nodded, slowly.
"But what hurt me most is that you're 33 years old, and i'm just 15."
"Age doesn't matter..."
"It matters to me!" I cut in "You're more than double my age!!"
Silence again. He stood up too. He opened his mouth, as to say something, but then closed it. Then he sat down.
"Sorry..." he said.
"It's ok. Forget about it, ok?"
"Ok..."
-BILLIE'S POV-
What the fuck was going on? I was falling in love with a 15-years-old girl! I should've been out of my mind... I also tried to kiss her... Maybe she was right. I must forget about it! But how? An idea came in my mind.
"It was you that was playing the drums before?" I asked.
"Yeah, it was me. Why?" She answered.
"Because you're really good. You were playing 'Jesus of Suburbia', weren't you?" I bet he was asking herself why I was asking those questions.
"Yeah! How was it?"
"You're nearly good as Tre! Have you got a guitar here?"
"Yes, it's upstairs. It's Katy's, but she use it for practicing."
"Wonderful! Do you want to play something with me?"
"....Are you kidding?" She blushed, I giggled
"No, I'm not"
"I can't believe it. Billie Joe Armstrong wants to play something with me..." She said, thinking out loud.
"Yes, and Billie Joe Armstrong wants to play something with you now." I said. She jumped, in surprise.
"Did I just say that out loud?" She asked me.
"Yes, you did." I managed to say among laughter's. "so?"
"Ok then, let's go upstairs. Follow me."
We played 'Poprocks & Coke'. She told me that's the one she learned first. I started singing.
Thinking about the words I was saying I noticed that Kristelle kept looking at me. I understood why.
She liked me for what I was, not for the 'famous Billie', and even if she was 15, I liked her too.
We kept looking at each other for all the song. When we finished she stood up, came to sit next to me, and looking at me in my eyes she said, repeating the lyrics of the song:
"I'll be there for you, Billie Joe, remember it."
This was clearly a confession. Oh my God.
Suddenly I felt strange, my heart was beating faster, my legs were trembling and my brain could think just one thing:
"Kiss her, now or never!..But what about Adie?...You can love two people at once!... No, I can't!... Yes, you can!... No!... Yes!...Come on... whatcha waiting for? You know you like her. Kiss her, now or never!"
I decided in a second.
I started to get nearer to Kristelle and...
