Ruining my pretending• Green Day

13: sick love

"Brittney. It's Mike."

He took a deep breath and took off his shoes, sitting on the couch and re positioning his phone on his ear.

"Mike?" There was a pause. "I'm sorry, Mike."

"Just listen to me. We're getting a divorce and I'm keeping the kid. You won't, and I'll make sure of it." He growled.

"Mike, you can't keep the baby! It's mine!"

"Fuck you, Brittney! I want a dna test. If the result is negative, keep it. If I'm the dad, I'm keeping it."

"Mike, can't we start over and be parents?"

Mike sighed. "No. It's over."

"...okay. Mike, I love you."

"You're funny."

Brittney hung the phone up.

~

M: come over

B: y

M: i wanna watch a movie together

B: i'll come over depending on which movie we watch.

M: you choose

B: nemo?

M: anything, sweetie

B: stop that

~

Billie pulled up to Mike's apartment.

The short guitarist walked up to Mike's apartment door and knocked four times.

He waited a minute and Mike opened the door, tightly hugging Billie and picking him up from the ground.

"Woah there." Billie wheezed.

Mike was wearing guitar hero pj pants and an old, worn Dead Kennedy's shirt.

Billie was wearing black skinny jeans, a Nirvana shirt and a hoodie.

"So... how did it go?"

"I called Brittney."

"Oof. Okay...?"

They were sitting on the couch, Billie leaning on Mike.

"We're gonna do a DNA test..."

"When?"

"Once the baby is born."

"Oh. Okay."

"Hey, Billie?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you really want to marry me?"

Billie smiled.

"Yes, Mike. It's all I wanted."

Mike put on Nemo, and Billie kicked off his shoes.

"Where did Brittney go?"

"I dunno. Probably to her mom's house. This is my house anyways..."

Billie wrapped an arm around Mike.

"You know I wouldn't hurt you like that, right?"

"I hope you don't, Billie."

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wow im sorry for the long wait its summer break for me and i got stupid lazy but I'm back.