I Was Meant To Be With You Three..., chapter 14
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Mike's P.O.V.
I grabbed the bottle of wine and Anastasia picked up two wine glasses. I poured her a glass of wine and then myself. I was finally getting married to her! I can't wait now. After the bottle of wine was finished, we did what I had told Billie Joe we'd be doing tonight. We have good chemistry together. I still hadn't finished with her when she had only an hour until her flight left. I kissed her goodbye and she left me in her hotel room, all alone. Now I know how Tre felt when he got married to Lisea, even having a kid, Ramona. But I won't get a divorce to Anastasia. Never.
Anyways, I left the hotel and paid for her room, then headed back to NY Royalty. As soon as I got into my room (that I shared with the other three) I saw them all still asleep. Even Tre wasn't awake yet! He was lying with his back facing me, sleeping like a baby. The weird thing is, he's so hyper he's usually up at six and has to wake someone else up, which just usually happens to be me. I headed over to the T.V., passing Tre on the way.
"Whoa!" I said in shock. Billie Joe stirred, but stayed asleep. Tre was lying there with his arms around Sam, who was in the same bed! Ooookaaaaay. I missed out on something big! I flicked on the T.V., waking them all up of course.
"What the hell?" Billie Joe shouted very loud. Tre woke up with his face in Sam's hair and looked over her shoulder to me and the T.V.
"I'm asleep here," Tre said and his head fell back onto the pillow.
"Turn the damn thing off Mike," Sam groaned as she took the pillow off Tre and put it over her ears so it blocked out most of the sound. I chuckled to myself. I used to do that a lot.
"Come on guys! I was up all night and I'm not tired! You guys weren't and you're still asleep at 11 in the morning!" I yelled back to them.
"Oh yeah, that's right. How'd that go?" Billie Joe asked me, sitting up in his bed and rubbing his eyes.
"Very good. And what did I miss here?" I asked, nodding in the direction of Tre and Sam, both of them not moving.
"Oh, just the King and Queen of P.D.A.'s," Billie Joe answered.
"I am not a queen of public displays of affection," Sam remarked slowly and removed the pillow from over her head.
"Are too."
"I am not! Tre's the P.D.A.-er, not me!" Sam said back as she sat up, Tre also deciding to get up.
"You should have seen them, Mike! Kissing all night long!" Billie Joe said and Tre chucked a pillow at him, smacking him right in the face.
"We were not!" Tre denied as Billie Joe picked the pillow back up.
"Were too!" Billie Joe biffed the pillow back.
"Guys! Quit it!" Sam said and yawned.
"At least Tre hasn't dressed up in drag yet!" Billie Joe shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Nice too know," Sam said as she rolled her eyes. My jaw hit the floor as I saw the look Tre was giving Billie Joe. Billie Joe was so in for it now.
"Or in your lingerie," Billie Joe commented, slow and loud so Sam could hear. "Is that gay or what? At least I don't do that!"
"That was only three times with Lisea! No big deal!" Tre retorted and I smiled. This was getting good now. "Besides, Mike's done that too!"
"Dude, every straight guy that I know does that at least once in their lifetime. I'm used to seeing it or hearing it," Sam said and Billie Joe frowned. She had just turned it around on him. "So why haven't you done it yet?"
"Cause he's gay," Tre said with a grin on his face.
"I am not gay," Billie Joe said and walked into the bathroom in a huff.
"Thanks for that," Tre said as he locked his arms around Sam, then kissing her on the cheek.
"No problem," she said with a cute but cheeky smile as they pulled out of the hug.
"Guys, I've been here for about five seconds and I'm beginning to think that Billie Joe's right about you two being P.D.A.-ers!" I said with a grin, waiting for their reactions.
"I am not a P.D.A.-er!" Sam said getting frustrated.
"But I sure am! Give me a kiss, baby!" Tre said and leaned over to Sam. Maybe I should have left him asleep. It was actually quiet then.
"Ten seconds and he's hyper active again," I muttered to myself as Tre romantically made out with Sam.
"Oh, stop it already, Tre!" Sam said as soon as he pulled away from her. She had seen the funny faces I was making at them. She obviously didn't appreciate it.
"Okay. Fine," Tre grumbled. Billie Joe eventually finished his shower and Sam got into the bathroom next, then Tre, then me.
"So, what are we gonna wear to the red carpet event?" I asked them.
"I'm thinking black shirt, black pants, black shoes, skull and cross bones belt, red tie and eye liner," Billie Joe answered.
"But you always wear that," Tre said, confused already.
"So? It's our thing," Billie Joe said with a blank expression on his face.
"Hey, can you guys write another song? I loved that last one we did, it was so wicked," I said and Billie Joe's face suddenly lit up.
"Yeah!" he shouted very loud.
"I concur," Tre said.
"You what?" Billie Joe asked him with a smile.
"I concur," Tre said again and Room Service came with breakfast.
I grabbed the bottle of wine and Anastasia picked up two wine glasses. I poured her a glass of wine and then myself. I was finally getting married to her! I can't wait now. After the bottle of wine was finished, we did what I had told Billie Joe we'd be doing tonight. We have good chemistry together. I still hadn't finished with her when she had only an hour until her flight left. I kissed her goodbye and she left me in her hotel room, all alone. Now I know how Tre felt when he got married to Lisea, even having a kid, Ramona. But I won't get a divorce to Anastasia. Never.
Anyways, I left the hotel and paid for her room, then headed back to NY Royalty. As soon as I got into my room (that I shared with the other three) I saw them all still asleep. Even Tre wasn't awake yet! He was lying with his back facing me, sleeping like a baby. The weird thing is, he's so hyper he's usually up at six and has to wake someone else up, which just usually happens to be me. I headed over to the T.V., passing Tre on the way.
"Whoa!" I said in shock. Billie Joe stirred, but stayed asleep. Tre was lying there with his arms around Sam, who was in the same bed! Ooookaaaaay. I missed out on something big! I flicked on the T.V., waking them all up of course.
"What the hell?" Billie Joe shouted very loud. Tre woke up with his face in Sam's hair and looked over her shoulder to me and the T.V.
"I'm asleep here," Tre said and his head fell back onto the pillow.
"Turn the damn thing off Mike," Sam groaned as she took the pillow off Tre and put it over her ears so it blocked out most of the sound. I chuckled to myself. I used to do that a lot.
"Come on guys! I was up all night and I'm not tired! You guys weren't and you're still asleep at 11 in the morning!" I yelled back to them.
"Oh yeah, that's right. How'd that go?" Billie Joe asked me, sitting up in his bed and rubbing his eyes.
"Very good. And what did I miss here?" I asked, nodding in the direction of Tre and Sam, both of them not moving.
"Oh, just the King and Queen of P.D.A.'s," Billie Joe answered.
"I am not a queen of public displays of affection," Sam remarked slowly and removed the pillow from over her head.
"Are too."
"I am not! Tre's the P.D.A.-er, not me!" Sam said back as she sat up, Tre also deciding to get up.
"You should have seen them, Mike! Kissing all night long!" Billie Joe said and Tre chucked a pillow at him, smacking him right in the face.
"We were not!" Tre denied as Billie Joe picked the pillow back up.
"Were too!" Billie Joe biffed the pillow back.
"Guys! Quit it!" Sam said and yawned.
"At least Tre hasn't dressed up in drag yet!" Billie Joe shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Nice too know," Sam said as she rolled her eyes. My jaw hit the floor as I saw the look Tre was giving Billie Joe. Billie Joe was so in for it now.
"Or in your lingerie," Billie Joe commented, slow and loud so Sam could hear. "Is that gay or what? At least I don't do that!"
"That was only three times with Lisea! No big deal!" Tre retorted and I smiled. This was getting good now. "Besides, Mike's done that too!"
"Dude, every straight guy that I know does that at least once in their lifetime. I'm used to seeing it or hearing it," Sam said and Billie Joe frowned. She had just turned it around on him. "So why haven't you done it yet?"
"Cause he's gay," Tre said with a grin on his face.
"I am not gay," Billie Joe said and walked into the bathroom in a huff.
"Thanks for that," Tre said as he locked his arms around Sam, then kissing her on the cheek.
"No problem," she said with a cute but cheeky smile as they pulled out of the hug.
"Guys, I've been here for about five seconds and I'm beginning to think that Billie Joe's right about you two being P.D.A.-ers!" I said with a grin, waiting for their reactions.
"I am not a P.D.A.-er!" Sam said getting frustrated.
"But I sure am! Give me a kiss, baby!" Tre said and leaned over to Sam. Maybe I should have left him asleep. It was actually quiet then.
"Ten seconds and he's hyper active again," I muttered to myself as Tre romantically made out with Sam.
"Oh, stop it already, Tre!" Sam said as soon as he pulled away from her. She had seen the funny faces I was making at them. She obviously didn't appreciate it.
"Okay. Fine," Tre grumbled. Billie Joe eventually finished his shower and Sam got into the bathroom next, then Tre, then me.
"So, what are we gonna wear to the red carpet event?" I asked them.
"I'm thinking black shirt, black pants, black shoes, skull and cross bones belt, red tie and eye liner," Billie Joe answered.
"But you always wear that," Tre said, confused already.
"So? It's our thing," Billie Joe said with a blank expression on his face.
"Hey, can you guys write another song? I loved that last one we did, it was so wicked," I said and Billie Joe's face suddenly lit up.
"Yeah!" he shouted very loud.
"I concur," Tre said.
"You what?" Billie Joe asked him with a smile.
"I concur," Tre said again and Room Service came with breakfast.
