Take Me Baby, chapter 1
It was another award show, just like all the others. American Idiot won an award and Billie, Mike and Tré had to sit through a stupid show to get another trophy that would just end up taking up space.
Not to mention the countless photos that had to be taken and the annoying little interviews, so Billie was extremely glad that they were finally at the afterparty. He needed a drink. Badly.
Billie kissed his boyfriend's cheek and said, "I'll be right back, anything you want from the bar?"
"Mmmm...so many things to choose from! I can't decide," Tré said placing a finger on his lips for a thoughtful pause, "surprise me."
Billie grinned and went to the bar. He loved Tré so much and was so excited that they had finally gone public with their relationship, much to the delight/dismay of their fans.
He got himself a Fuzzy Monkey and Tré a Nutty Russian, he figured Tré would find the name funny because of his recent obsession with Nikolai Lobachevsky.
Then he saw it, the thing Tré promised not to do anymore. When he turned around, he saw Tré standing close to a random attractive man flirting with him like there was no tomorrow.
Billie could not believe it. He set the drinks down and stormed over to where Tré was. "Excuse me, am I interrupting? I would like to speak to my boyfriend for a second," Billie said with mock sweetness.
Tré frowned at Billie who pulled him into a corner and hissed, "What are you doing! I thought you said that you wouldn't do that anymore!"
"Relax Bills, it's nothing," Tré said waving it off.
"Tré, it's not nothing. You always do this!" Billie said straining to remain in a reasonable tone.
"Well! Excuse me for being attractive! I happen to enjoy the attention! It makes me feel loved," Tré growled back.
"Is my love not enough for you, is that what you're trying to say?" Billie said, unable to control his voice anymore and the volume was rapidly rising.
"Of course not! How could you say that! You're so possessive!" Tré yelled back.
"Well I have to be if you're going to be going around rubbing up on all of those other men!" Billie yelled.
"It's just how I am! Why can't you take me the way I am! Why do you have to go trying to change me!" Tré screamed.
This got the attention of the rest of the party and all eyes were on Billie and Tré, including a worried Mike's.
"It's because you can't just take me! You have to take everyone else as well!" Billie shouted back.
"Listen, baby, I'm always with you in the end. Who's in your bed each night? Tell me who! Me! That's who!" Tré yelled.
"You should consider yourself lucky I have stayed with you this long!" Billie screamed.
"Oh yeah! Well, if you can't take me baby, leave me," Tré said somberly.
Billie bit his lip and shook his head, "Goodbye baby," he said and walked out of the building to be greeted by a storm of flashbulbs and questions.
Not to mention the countless photos that had to be taken and the annoying little interviews, so Billie was extremely glad that they were finally at the afterparty. He needed a drink. Badly.
Billie kissed his boyfriend's cheek and said, "I'll be right back, anything you want from the bar?"
"Mmmm...so many things to choose from! I can't decide," Tré said placing a finger on his lips for a thoughtful pause, "surprise me."
Billie grinned and went to the bar. He loved Tré so much and was so excited that they had finally gone public with their relationship, much to the delight/dismay of their fans.
He got himself a Fuzzy Monkey and Tré a Nutty Russian, he figured Tré would find the name funny because of his recent obsession with Nikolai Lobachevsky.
Then he saw it, the thing Tré promised not to do anymore. When he turned around, he saw Tré standing close to a random attractive man flirting with him like there was no tomorrow.
Billie could not believe it. He set the drinks down and stormed over to where Tré was. "Excuse me, am I interrupting? I would like to speak to my boyfriend for a second," Billie said with mock sweetness.
Tré frowned at Billie who pulled him into a corner and hissed, "What are you doing! I thought you said that you wouldn't do that anymore!"
"Relax Bills, it's nothing," Tré said waving it off.
"Tré, it's not nothing. You always do this!" Billie said straining to remain in a reasonable tone.
"Well! Excuse me for being attractive! I happen to enjoy the attention! It makes me feel loved," Tré growled back.
"Is my love not enough for you, is that what you're trying to say?" Billie said, unable to control his voice anymore and the volume was rapidly rising.
"Of course not! How could you say that! You're so possessive!" Tré yelled back.
"Well I have to be if you're going to be going around rubbing up on all of those other men!" Billie yelled.
"It's just how I am! Why can't you take me the way I am! Why do you have to go trying to change me!" Tré screamed.
This got the attention of the rest of the party and all eyes were on Billie and Tré, including a worried Mike's.
"It's because you can't just take me! You have to take everyone else as well!" Billie shouted back.
"Listen, baby, I'm always with you in the end. Who's in your bed each night? Tell me who! Me! That's who!" Tré yelled.
"You should consider yourself lucky I have stayed with you this long!" Billie screamed.
"Oh yeah! Well, if you can't take me baby, leave me," Tré said somberly.
Billie bit his lip and shook his head, "Goodbye baby," he said and walked out of the building to be greeted by a storm of flashbulbs and questions.
