Trillie One Shots

When Band Practice Doesn't Go To Plan

Billie's P.O.V

I'm so bored, I might ring up the boys see if they want to to come over for band practice. That's exactly what I just done. They'll be like half an hour, I told to just knock and walk in. In the meantime I went upstairs for a shower. While I was in the shower I heard a familiar voice echo through my house. "BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG! WHERE ARE YOU, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!". I chuckled at him. Of course Tré was the first one to arrive. "I'M IN THE SHOWER! I'LL BE OUT IN A COUPLE OF MINUTES!" I shouted back. So after was seemed like forever I was finally dressed and walked downstairs to greet Tré. By dressed I mean a pair of socks and some joggers. I can't be bothered finding a T-Shirt. "Oh look at Beej showing his tattoos". I rolled my eyes at his statement. "Yeah whatever Tré". We both walked into my home studio
Currently we're waiting on Mike and Jason now. Me and Tré made small talk but it made made me uncomfortable since I have feelings for the fucker. I don't know. That's just how its always been. Even when I was with Adrienne, but that went downhill because I liked Adrienne but really I loved Tré. That was a couple of years ago so that's alright. There was nothing else for me and Tré to talk about. We just sat here in silence, him sat on his stool and I'm stood up with my guitars, occasionally playing a few chords. Finally Mike and Jason showed up. About time. I greeted them just like I greeted Tré. "What's up guys? Glad you could make it. I was bored out of my mind before all you guys showed" I said whilst smiling, looking each of them. Maybe my eyes lingered a bit on Tré but yeah nothing will ever happen between us. Not after last time. He walked out on me, the band. We finally sorted it out but its still awkward. We practiced a few songs like East Jesus Nowhere, Before The Lobotomy and Last Night On Earth. But this practice session was cut short. "Alright Tré and Billie, what is up with you guys? You're not concentrating. Tré, you're coming in on the wrong beat and hitting the snare at the wrong time and Billie, Well, You're playing the chords too late" Mike said causing us all to stop at the the very first word he said. I saw Jason back out of the room, he gets us sometimes. He knows when it needs to be just us three. I turn around to look at Tré, both of us exchanges glances. "There's nothing wrong with us" I replied. "Something is". I gulped. Its not necessarily that there's something wrong. Its just I can't get Tré out of my head. I can't stop thinking about him.

Tré's P.O.V

Hehe. I just couldn't stop staring at Billie's ass. I must admit, he has a nice ass. And he's fit but cute. Like he can be all dark and serious which gets you really turned on but then he can be all cute like a 5 year old and it just melts your heart. "Hellooooo? Guys? Jesus Christ. You two can't take your eyes off each other. I'm going to join Jason and have a few beers with him". Mike said, which caused me and Billie to snap out of our thoughts, and walked out of the studio. I watched as Billie sat down on his chair. We didn't talk for a few minutes. "So what's wrong with you then Beej?" "Nothing just stuff on my mind y'know. I uh.. Met this uh. Girl st the uh bar y'know. Just thinking of her. You? "Oh. Right. Yeah. I dunno. My minds just occupied at the moment". I watched him as he nodded his head slowly. I can't believe he's fucking met a girl at the shitty bar. It makes me feel sick. I'm still in love with him but I can't say anything now. He's all loved up with a girl from the bar. I felt a few tears roll down my cheeks.

Billie's P.O.V

I looked up at tré. Why is he crying? I only told him that I met a girl from the bar. I mean I haven't but I can't tell him how I feel about him. I stood up and placed my guitar on the stand. Quickly I walked over and embraced him into a hug. "What's the matter Tré?" I said, just barely above a whisper. "I-its n-no-nothing" he choked out. I held him as close as I possibly could. "Calm down Tré" I whispered as I rubbed circles on his back. He finally did. "Come on. Lets go drink with the other fuckers" I said smiling.

Time skip to a few hours later

Jason left about an hour after me and Tré joined them. Mike's still here though but it is getting quite late so he'll probably go home soon. "Look dudes. I better get home to the wife. She's probably been waiting for me all day". I smirked. "Go on tiger. Get her!" "Ah come on Billie. Really?" He replied which made me chuckle. "Alright bye Mikey" Tré piped up. "Bye you blue haired fucker". And that was the last thing he said before leaving it down to me and Tré. I turned on the TV so it wasn't silence. Put on a bit of music. "So Tré. What was that breakdown earlier about then?" "Oh its nothing" he mumbled. I turned my head to face him. "Nothing huh? I know you're lying". I looked down at his hands. "Promise it won't change anything between us or the band?" He asked. I'm confused now. "Yeah. Promise" "I think I'm still in love with you". I looked at him. What? Is he serious.. I jumped onto him and attacked his lips. It turned into a full on make out session for like five minutes. "You don't even know how long I've been waiting to hear that.."