Why does he have to be such an American Idiot?, chapter 3

She was always sleeping on Mike's chest. "That's ok." I said.

*Ally's P.O.V*
I was scared still. "Tre' I'll be right back." I said while standing up.
"Ok." He said.
I went up to my room and into my dresser drawer. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. I was smoking when Tre' came up.

"I didn't know you smoked." He said.
"There is a lot of things you don't know about me." I said.
"Well what else do you do?" he asked.
"What ever you can name I do." I said.
"Oh I see. Can I have one?" he asked.
"Yea." I said while handing it to him.

We were sitting there when my cell phone rang.

Me- Hello?
Billie- Where are you?
Me- At my house
Billie- Well I will be there in 2 minutes.
Me- Why what is going on?
Billie- It is... well I will tell you when I get there.
Me- Oh ok.

"Who was that?" Tre' asked.
"It was Billie Joe and he seemed worried." I said.
I got up and went down and Tre' followed. We were waiting for Billie Joe to come.

He ran through the door. "Come on you need to get in the car." He said.
"Why, what is going on?" I asked.
"It is Mike." He said.
"No... I don't want to help him!" I yelled while getting out of Billie Joe's grip.
Tre' and Billie Joe just looked at me.
"No... he is a major jerk!"
"Ally, Mike is desperate!"
"I don't care!"

"Tre' help me get her in the car."
Tre' grabbed my arm but I pulled away and ran to a corner. I came out 5 minutes later with Billie and Tre' still staring at me in shock.