"Because of the Bus!", chapter 1
Billie's POV
I woke up to the sound of the beeping of my stupid watch. I looked at it.
"Oh fuck, it is only 5:30 am." I tried to get back to sleep but I could not. "Oh well, guess I'll get some coffee."
I went to the front of the bus to get some and I saw that Mike was already up.
"Hey Mike, what are you doing up so early?"
"Oh, hey Billie. I do not know. I woke up and could not get back to sleep. You?"
"Same. Oh god, you made some coffee."
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
I had known Mike for a long time. I did not know why, but I always kind of "liked" Mike. Maybe it is his small, but completely noticeable muscles, or the way he wrapped his towel so low around him when he got out of the shower. Maybe its because he has always been there for me. How he would fix me up after one of the many beatings I got from my fucking drunk stepfather. After he would just hold me close and let me cry into him all night if I wanted. I mean I have always thought about it, but then I met Adie and thought she was it. I could tell something was wrong with Mike when I told him we were getting married, but I just took it as nerves because I had asked him to be my best man. Maybe that was a sign. Oh, well. Too late now.
Mike's POV
Oh my god. Billie just came out in these really cute boxers. They look a lot like...
"Billie, those are mine!"
"No way Mike. I have had these for a while."
"No they are mine"
"They are mine." Now Billie was whining like a little kid. He always had a way of acting very young and innocent. I mean he is thirty - four, but it is really cute. He would do that with Tré whenever they would pull a prank on one of the crewmembers or broke some equipment. Sometimes I feel like I am the only grown up in this band and that I'm playing with thirteen year olds.
"Earth to Mike. Come in Mike." I quickly snapped back into reality.
"I'm waiting for you to admit those are mine."
"Mikey, stop trying to get all mad at me because I have better taste in fashion than you."
"Fine!" Little dirty liar. I remember buying them because there was a Halloween sale at Old Navy. What ever, he can keep them. Since I bought them for me, they're to big for him, so they sit really low on him. Now thinking about it, I have always kind of "liked" Billie. The way he'd come to me on stage and make out with me. Or how he would cuddle up with me when he couldn't sleep. I mean that's how my marriage broke up. I kept calling her Billie. I just like him more than a friend, but he loves Adie and his kids. I was heartbroken when he told me that he was going to marry her, but they're happy so I can't complain. Maybe there's a way we can sleep together once. Why even bother dreaming? He would never do that. Oh well, can't hurt to fantasize.
Billie's POV
"Hey Mike, do you think you could turn on the TV.?"
"Okay BJ." I loved it when he called me BJ. I don't know why. I' just weird like that.
"Mike, I don't wanna watch the news."
"Well, if you can get the remote from me, you can change the channel."
Not fair. Mike is so much stronger than me. Oh wait, this will give me a chance to get "physical" with him.
"All right then, you got a fight Michael Ryan Pritchard. Come here." I leapt at him with all my might and I barely got him off the couch. He landed hard on the ground.
"Ha," I said and I made an attempt to get the remote which had slid to the other side of the bus when I pushed Mike off. Just before I got it, Mike grabbed my foot and pulled me back. Then the bus made a turn and we both flew to the other side of the bus and we got all tangled up as if we were playing Twister.
Mike's POV
Billie and I were so tangled up. I saw the remote under the couch. I stretched for it, but of course the bus turned again, shoving me under the couch and flipping Billie on top of me.
"I got it," I said when I had scooped t up into my hands.
"Oh no you don't," Billie said and next thing I know, Billie had snatched the remote out of my hands ands was running back to the TV.
"Come back," I screamed after him, throwing myself forward, falling on top of him, pinning his wrists down.
I woke up to the sound of the beeping of my stupid watch. I looked at it.
"Oh fuck, it is only 5:30 am." I tried to get back to sleep but I could not. "Oh well, guess I'll get some coffee."
I went to the front of the bus to get some and I saw that Mike was already up.
"Hey Mike, what are you doing up so early?"
"Oh, hey Billie. I do not know. I woke up and could not get back to sleep. You?"
"Same. Oh god, you made some coffee."
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
I had known Mike for a long time. I did not know why, but I always kind of "liked" Mike. Maybe it is his small, but completely noticeable muscles, or the way he wrapped his towel so low around him when he got out of the shower. Maybe its because he has always been there for me. How he would fix me up after one of the many beatings I got from my fucking drunk stepfather. After he would just hold me close and let me cry into him all night if I wanted. I mean I have always thought about it, but then I met Adie and thought she was it. I could tell something was wrong with Mike when I told him we were getting married, but I just took it as nerves because I had asked him to be my best man. Maybe that was a sign. Oh, well. Too late now.
Mike's POV
Oh my god. Billie just came out in these really cute boxers. They look a lot like...
"Billie, those are mine!"
"No way Mike. I have had these for a while."
"No they are mine"
"They are mine." Now Billie was whining like a little kid. He always had a way of acting very young and innocent. I mean he is thirty - four, but it is really cute. He would do that with Tré whenever they would pull a prank on one of the crewmembers or broke some equipment. Sometimes I feel like I am the only grown up in this band and that I'm playing with thirteen year olds.
"Earth to Mike. Come in Mike." I quickly snapped back into reality.
"I'm waiting for you to admit those are mine."
"Mikey, stop trying to get all mad at me because I have better taste in fashion than you."
"Fine!" Little dirty liar. I remember buying them because there was a Halloween sale at Old Navy. What ever, he can keep them. Since I bought them for me, they're to big for him, so they sit really low on him. Now thinking about it, I have always kind of "liked" Billie. The way he'd come to me on stage and make out with me. Or how he would cuddle up with me when he couldn't sleep. I mean that's how my marriage broke up. I kept calling her Billie. I just like him more than a friend, but he loves Adie and his kids. I was heartbroken when he told me that he was going to marry her, but they're happy so I can't complain. Maybe there's a way we can sleep together once. Why even bother dreaming? He would never do that. Oh well, can't hurt to fantasize.
Billie's POV
"Hey Mike, do you think you could turn on the TV.?"
"Okay BJ." I loved it when he called me BJ. I don't know why. I' just weird like that.
"Mike, I don't wanna watch the news."
"Well, if you can get the remote from me, you can change the channel."
Not fair. Mike is so much stronger than me. Oh wait, this will give me a chance to get "physical" with him.
"All right then, you got a fight Michael Ryan Pritchard. Come here." I leapt at him with all my might and I barely got him off the couch. He landed hard on the ground.
"Ha," I said and I made an attempt to get the remote which had slid to the other side of the bus when I pushed Mike off. Just before I got it, Mike grabbed my foot and pulled me back. Then the bus made a turn and we both flew to the other side of the bus and we got all tangled up as if we were playing Twister.
Mike's POV
Billie and I were so tangled up. I saw the remote under the couch. I stretched for it, but of course the bus turned again, shoving me under the couch and flipping Billie on top of me.
"I got it," I said when I had scooped t up into my hands.
"Oh no you don't," Billie said and next thing I know, Billie had snatched the remote out of my hands ands was running back to the TV.
"Come back," I screamed after him, throwing myself forward, falling on top of him, pinning his wrists down.
