Hold on Tight and Don't Let Go, Mike Help Me!, chapter 1
It was about 4 am. I woke up the to smell of coffee. Which meant... Mike was up. I put on a shirt and boxers and went down stairs.
Mike's P.O.V
I was sitting on the couch. Waiting for Carly to come down stairs. She always woke up a while after me. Then I saw her wisp down the stairs. I loved the way she walked down the stairs. She looked like she was floating. She smiled and sat down next to me. I put my round her. We sat there quietly thinking and snuggling. It was like this every night. We would wake up really early and talk or snuggled and meet up with the guys later. Then the phone rang. I picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hi Mikey," I could hear the un mistakable voice of Tré.
"Hi Tre what would you like me to do for you at 4:00 in the morning?" I asked sarcastically.
"Come over and help me. I have a song that I am writing about and I need help. You and Carly are the only people I know who are wide awake at 4:00 in the morning," Tré told me.
I looked over at Carly to see if it was ok with her. She nodded. She packed an extra pair of clothes for her to change in case Joey and Jakob came over to see Tré later and we were still there. We walked over with Tré sitting on the couch with his eyes closed. He was mummbling something. To my under standing lyrics to the song he needed help with. We worked on the song until about 9:00 and it was just about finished. It was freezing cold. Then Billie Joe called and told us to get dressed and come to his house knowing we were with Tré. Mike got up and I followed him.
Carly's P.O.V
"Hey you have clothes to change in already?" Mike pointed out confused.
"Yeah, So? Who says I am going there to change?" I asked mischievously. Mike grinned. We both walked out side there was a navy blue van that was across the house. We got our stuff and fooled around for a while. Then we walked out side and started walking to Billie's house. Tre had gotten out and started locking his door. The van had gone but as we started walking we heard a car coming. I looked around I was the van. The door slid open. Then it stopped. 3 guys wearing black and baklava hopped out. One grabbed my arm. The other grabbed Mike.
"TRE!" I screamed trying to get his attention. He looked around and saw us as we struggled to stay out of the van they were forcing us into.
"Go get Billie! Go get Billie!" Mike shouted at him. They slammed us into the van. The 2 men climbed in and slapped the door shut. But where was the other guy. I heard some one scream... It was Tre. I was afraid he was hurt, Then a door shut. I sat there in Mikes arms. The 2 guys kept no starring at me. I was afraid. Mike hugged me closer. Then some one hopped into the drivers seat.
"What have you done to Tre?" I screamed at him. Although he was a perv when he was around me and Kathy I still cared about him a lot.
"Don't worry he will be fine, It should be you who you should be worried about," he snarled. The next thing I knew I felt a hard blow on the head.
Black out.
Mike's P.O.V
I was sitting on the couch. Waiting for Carly to come down stairs. She always woke up a while after me. Then I saw her wisp down the stairs. I loved the way she walked down the stairs. She looked like she was floating. She smiled and sat down next to me. I put my round her. We sat there quietly thinking and snuggling. It was like this every night. We would wake up really early and talk or snuggled and meet up with the guys later. Then the phone rang. I picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hi Mikey," I could hear the un mistakable voice of Tré.
"Hi Tre what would you like me to do for you at 4:00 in the morning?" I asked sarcastically.
"Come over and help me. I have a song that I am writing about and I need help. You and Carly are the only people I know who are wide awake at 4:00 in the morning," Tré told me.
I looked over at Carly to see if it was ok with her. She nodded. She packed an extra pair of clothes for her to change in case Joey and Jakob came over to see Tré later and we were still there. We walked over with Tré sitting on the couch with his eyes closed. He was mummbling something. To my under standing lyrics to the song he needed help with. We worked on the song until about 9:00 and it was just about finished. It was freezing cold. Then Billie Joe called and told us to get dressed and come to his house knowing we were with Tré. Mike got up and I followed him.
Carly's P.O.V
"Hey you have clothes to change in already?" Mike pointed out confused.
"Yeah, So? Who says I am going there to change?" I asked mischievously. Mike grinned. We both walked out side there was a navy blue van that was across the house. We got our stuff and fooled around for a while. Then we walked out side and started walking to Billie's house. Tre had gotten out and started locking his door. The van had gone but as we started walking we heard a car coming. I looked around I was the van. The door slid open. Then it stopped. 3 guys wearing black and baklava hopped out. One grabbed my arm. The other grabbed Mike.
"TRE!" I screamed trying to get his attention. He looked around and saw us as we struggled to stay out of the van they were forcing us into.
"Go get Billie! Go get Billie!" Mike shouted at him. They slammed us into the van. The 2 men climbed in and slapped the door shut. But where was the other guy. I heard some one scream... It was Tre. I was afraid he was hurt, Then a door shut. I sat there in Mikes arms. The 2 guys kept no starring at me. I was afraid. Mike hugged me closer. Then some one hopped into the drivers seat.
"What have you done to Tre?" I screamed at him. Although he was a perv when he was around me and Kathy I still cared about him a lot.
"Don't worry he will be fine, It should be you who you should be worried about," he snarled. The next thing I knew I felt a hard blow on the head.
Black out.
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