Don't Hurt Me With Those Words Mike, chapter 3
-Normal Point of View-
I woke up, not knowing where the hell I was at. I then heard screaming... trying to figure out who it was. Can't be Billie, I thought, Becuase I havent done anything....Tre never screams, only when having sex...
It then hit me. omg...its Mike...but he never yells
I noise then went away. I pretended that I just woke. I groaned and opened my eyes, then turned the other way to see the boys reading.
*Mike's Point of View*
I was reading the newspaper, saying about some girl being abused. I then got old images, of Teresa...when she let me borrow her bra for gender bender, and Billie made fun of her saying her boobs were to big. Those were the good times, like when she would call me bad names in spanish and I thought she was calling me some type of food.
I heard a groan, and saw pretty face. She just looked at us like if she was in pain.
"Hey!" I said.
"Hey you guys," She replied.
Man even though she was in pain, she just smiled and laughed, what she always did. She never took things serious unless they really were serious. She was someone who listened and just wanted to make people laugh. That was her then, and still her now when I think about. It was about an hour later and everyone left, except for me. I looked at her, and she looked back, probably thinking I'm on crack.
"Are you ok?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I answered.
"No you're not, now Billy Idol was fine."
I laughed. I always did. Like I said earlier, she just jokes around. After talking for a while, she got leave, and I took her home.
*End of Mike's POV*
Mike took me home, and I invited him in, becuase it's manners. He came in and sat down, and I went to go get us some beer.
"Oh thanks," He started, "but this is Budlight."
"....So?" I asked.
"Well..." He started.
"Don't say anymore," I said.
He just smiled and watched the tv. As for me, I watched him. I don't know if he saw me, but I couldn't help it. He was just cute and I wanted to pinch his cheecks. It was quiet the whole night, seeing he had no interest in me. I got the point and finally he left. I swore then I wouldn't bother him, as he just saw me as a friend.
I woke up, not knowing where the hell I was at. I then heard screaming... trying to figure out who it was. Can't be Billie, I thought, Becuase I havent done anything....Tre never screams, only when having sex...
It then hit me. omg...its Mike...but he never yells
I noise then went away. I pretended that I just woke. I groaned and opened my eyes, then turned the other way to see the boys reading.
*Mike's Point of View*
I was reading the newspaper, saying about some girl being abused. I then got old images, of Teresa...when she let me borrow her bra for gender bender, and Billie made fun of her saying her boobs were to big. Those were the good times, like when she would call me bad names in spanish and I thought she was calling me some type of food.
I heard a groan, and saw pretty face. She just looked at us like if she was in pain.
"Hey!" I said.
"Hey you guys," She replied.
Man even though she was in pain, she just smiled and laughed, what she always did. She never took things serious unless they really were serious. She was someone who listened and just wanted to make people laugh. That was her then, and still her now when I think about. It was about an hour later and everyone left, except for me. I looked at her, and she looked back, probably thinking I'm on crack.
"Are you ok?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I answered.
"No you're not, now Billy Idol was fine."
I laughed. I always did. Like I said earlier, she just jokes around. After talking for a while, she got leave, and I took her home.
*End of Mike's POV*
Mike took me home, and I invited him in, becuase it's manners. He came in and sat down, and I went to go get us some beer.
"Oh thanks," He started, "but this is Budlight."
"....So?" I asked.
"Well..." He started.
"Don't say anymore," I said.
He just smiled and watched the tv. As for me, I watched him. I don't know if he saw me, but I couldn't help it. He was just cute and I wanted to pinch his cheecks. It was quiet the whole night, seeing he had no interest in me. I got the point and finally he left. I swore then I wouldn't bother him, as he just saw me as a friend.
