Tragedy(Billie Joe Armstrong) (#Wattys2018)

Chapter 32: Dare Gone Wrong

Bandit's POV

"We should bring Gerard to Gilman!" Tré said.

"Agreed," I nodded.

"What's Gilman?" Gerard asked.

"Their sanctuary, it's a music club," I explained.

"Sounds fun," he nodded.

"You'll love it," I assured him. "You guys playing tonight?" I looked at Billie.

"Hell yeah," Billie said.

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"They're amazing," Gerard said.

"I told you!" I replied.

"This looks like it's going to be our last song," Billie said into the mic. "We are now Going To Pasalaqua." Then the first chord played.

I began screaming, "this is my favorite!" I told Gerard. I began singing along the entire time. I love their shows so much. Mike and Billie always have so much energy and Tré is just Tré. There's no other way to describe Tré.

"Thank you," Billie said before walking off stage.

"This place is amazing, how'd you find it?!" Gerard turned to me.

"Those idiots brought me here," I shrugged.

"I approve of them," he nodded.

"Good," I laughed.

"So are you his muse or something most of those songs were about girls or a girl," he tickled my stomach.

"Agh! Stop!" I laughed.

"Aw BeeDee's embarrassed," he teased.

"Stop!" I whined.

"Answer the question," he said.

"I truly don't know, Mike has told me about a few songs that Billie wrote about me," I explained.

"That's adorable," he put his arm around me.

"Let's go find them," I shook my head and put my arm around his back. We walked up around the crowd near the stage and saw the three boys.

"Bandita!" Tré yelled.

"Chipmunk!" I returned. We approached them as Mike and Billie were putting their instruments in the cases. "Great job!" I said running up behind Billie and hugging him.

"Thanks," Billie smiled.

"You guys are amazing, I need a copy of that E.P.," Gerard told them.

"Thanks, we can grab one for you, they go on sale in April but we'll just get you one before you leave," Mike told him.

"Mikey will love them," Gerard looked down at me.

"Hell yeah he will. You need to bring him next time," I said.

"I will, if we have enough money," he reminded me.

"Eh, true," I shrugged.

"Beach?" Billie asked.

"Yes please!" I said.

"Let's go fuckers!" Tré skipped out the door.

"I love this guy," Gerard laughed pointing in Tré's direction.