Tragedy(Billie Joe Armstrong) (#Wattys2018)

Chapter 28: Tricked By Mike

Bandit's POV

"Hello?" Gerard picked up the phone.

"I'm having a dumb teenage girl crisis, help me," I said.

"Details please," he said.

"Billie and I kissed," I told him.

"You what now?!" He screeched.

"Kissed," I repeated.

"Like real shit here?!" He asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"What was it like?!" He questioned.

"Amazing," I sighed.

"So, you two together now?" I swear he's a girl sometimes.

"No..." I answered.

"What?! Why? You talk about him all the time. What'd he do? Or what did you do?" He continued.

"Nothing, I told him that things are too complicated and it was so awkward," I told him.

"Oh, so you're hiding it from him," he said.

"Duh," I sighed.

"Jeez Bandit, I don't know what to tell you," he sighed.

"I'm horrible with this stuff," I whined.

"Oh I know," he said. "Just let things continue on and keep me updated."

"Okay," I said.

"Love you," He said.

"Love you too," I told him.

"Byeeee," we said in unison. I hung up the phone. "Ugh," I groaned. I grabbed the leftover pizza from the fridge and began eating my feelings. I heard a knock at the door. "Who is it?!" I said through a mouthful of pizza, to lazy to go over there.

"Mike," he answered.

"It's open!" I told him.

"Hey Bandit," Mike came in.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Ooh share," he ran over to the counter and grabbed a piece of pizza. "I talked to Billie," he told me.

"Oh," I said.

"You know how he feels about you right?" He asked.

"Yeah, I think I've always known. He isn't that good at hiding it," I laughed at the last part.

"He really isn't," he agreed.

"I truly don't know how I feel about him," I sighed.

"You're good at hiding things but that was not one of them," he told me.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"It means it's obvious how you feel about him," he answered.

"To me it isn't!" I exclaimed.

"To me and Tré it is," he laughed.

"How obvious is it?" I asked.

"Insanely obvious, I think a random stranger would be able to tell," he told me.

"It cannot be that bad!" I gasped.

"To me it is," he laughed.

"Oh god," leaned on the counter. "I don't wanna do this."

"Do what?" He asked.

"Have a dumb relationship, I don't wanna have this dumb shit going on," I sighed.