My Brothers Best Friend (Mike Dirnt)

Part Eight

"Hey guys!" Trè said happily, marching through the door as I drank a coke, Mike sitting beside me. "Have you guys just sat here the whole time?" Trè asked suspiciously, "Well, yeah... what the fuck were we supposed to do?" I laughed. Trè shrugged it off. "Mike, you need to help me with the other shit." Trè frowned at Mike, making him nod before walking to the basement with him. "What have you done?" Billie asked me, "What do you mean?" I asked him, shifting nervously. "You're acting nervous... what did you and Mike do...?" Billie chuckled, pressing me. "We... kinda.. had sex..." I giggled. "YOU WHAT!?" Billie asked, "SHH." I said harshly. "THIS IS FUCKING FUNNY." Billie laughed. "Billie, that's enough." I growled. "Okay okay.... but you better get your act together... Trè's getting suspicious." Billie frowned. "What do you mean?" I asked nervously. "He... uh... asked me in the car about you two." Billie frowned. "What did he ask?" I said, now worried. "Why you guys were spending so much time together..." Billie sighed. Goddammit.

Mike's P.O.V:
I nervously shuffled downstairs with Trè, not wanting to leave Makayla's side but it had to be done. "Mike... can I ask you something?" Trè asked me as we got to the bottom of the stairs. "You can ask me anything Trè. You know that." I sighed. "Why have you been spending so much time with my sister lately?" Trè asked me, this made me inhale sharply, my muscles tightening. "What do you mean? Just trying to be friendly with her." I frowned. Trying to seem less nervous. "You're getting a little TOO friendly with her." Trè Warned. "What do you mean, Trè?" I asked him, frowning once again, fuck.... he was really suspicious of us. "Mike. For fucks sake. She flirts with you all the time." Trè sighed. "She CAN'T be with you, and I don't want her to think she could be." Trè growled at me, defensively. "Why not?" I asked him, my interest peaking. "Are you crazy?! What do you mean "Why Not?" You're my fucking best friend." Trè said, almost like a child, his cheeks turning a light red. "I don't get why it's such a big deal.... I wouldn't do that." I frowned, knowing I was fucking lying to him. Lying to one of my best friends, that's something I never thought I would do for a girl. "I hope not man... just... tone it down." Trè sighed. "Alright." I sighed back, picking up one of the last few amplifiers as Trè got his drumsticks and my bass, we both hauled it upstairs. "Hey Mike!" I heard Makayla say as I reached the top of the stairs, I said nothing, instead walking, my heart hurting a little as I done so... but... I can't let Trè catch us. God only knows what will happen if he does.

Makayla's P.O.V:
"Hey Mike!" I said in a friendly tone as he walked up to the top of the stairs, he instead ignored me, walking to the door, Trè said something. Oh my fucking god. "Trè... What did you say to Mike? He looks really upset." I frowned at him as Mike walked out the door. "Just layed some ground rules down." Trè frowned. "What ground rules...?" I hissed almost venomously, wanting to defend our relationship right then and there. "Woah... don't get your goddamn panties in a bunch... I just told him to calm down around you." Trè frowned, "You told him to what!?" I growled, "Just Why in the hell would you do that?!" I said harshly, Billie grabbing my wrist, just out of view of Trè. This was my warning, calm down. "Woah! Just because I'm trying to shut down your little crush on my best friend doesn't mean you have to be a bitch!" Trè growled at me. "Fuck you." I hissed, yanking my hand from Billie's grip before stomping up the stairs. Trè sitting down the drumsticks and bass, following me to the bottom of the stairs. "Come back here right now!" I heard Trè scream up the stairs before hearing Mike walk in. "I'm not a child, go to hell!" I yelled back, walking into my room and slamming the door.

Mike's P.O.V:
"Come back here right now!" I heard Trè scream up the stairs as I walked in.... no. What happened? "I'm not a child, go to hell!" Makayla yelled at him, walking into her room and slamming the door behind her. "Dude.. what the hell?" I asked, Trè began to walk up the stairs after her, this made Billie walk over, grabbing his shoulder.. "Trè... no." Billie frowned. "Billie, stop." He hissed. "Stop... you're in the wrong here." Billie frowned. "Because I said she has a goddamn crush on Mike?" Trè hissed. Oh No. "No.. because you feel like that's wrong." Billie frowned, coming to her defense. "He's my fucking best friend. That's weird man." He sighed, calming down. "No it isn't... besides... they aren't even together." Billie sighed. "I guess you're right." Trè frowned. "I'm sorry Mike." He said looking at me, I nodded, that wasn't the problem. If he reacted that way over thinking she had a crush on me... how in the fuck would he react to us dating..?

"I'm gonna go get a beer." Trè frowned, making Billie nod before letting him go, "Mike.. that was really fucking close." Billie whispered to me. "I know..." I whispered back, rubbing the back of my neck nervously. "Just be careful Mike..." Billie recommended. "Got it." I sighed, Billie smirked at me before walking to kitchen to check on Trè. I sighed, walking back outside to sit on the porch. That was intense.

Makayla's P.O.V:
I threw myself down onto my bed in anger. He has no FUCKING right to do that. I can't fucking defend our relationship because if I do, I'll of course, have to tell him Mike and I are dating. If he reacted that way over being under the impression that I had only a crush on Mike... how would he react if he knew we were dating...?

We HAVE to be more careful...

Note: again my dudes, I didn't really spell check or grammar check so if this is kinda fucked sorry. I'll go back over it later. Hopefully I can get another chapter out soon. :)