What really happened (Green Day fic)

Chapter Three

Mike's Point of View; 

We walked into the bar. The moment we walked in, I starting facepalming with regret. Why did I have to say drinks, that's the opposite of what I wanted. At this point, I was in a panic as I saw Billie walk up to the bartender. I thought he was getting a drink for himself but then he hugged the bartender

"What's he doing?" Tre asked me with the same confused expression I had

"I don't know." I thought about it "Wait, do you think he recognized Billie?" I pointed at the bartender

"Oh my god, I think he did!" Tre started laughing

I quickly pulled out my shades and put them on. With that I also brushed though my hair, making it flat instead of pointing upward. I took my jacket off, revealing my muscular arms and tattoos.

A girl, who was probably tipsy, walked up to me and stroked my arm, and she told me I have nice tattoos.

"Uh... Thanks" I said, though, I could feel my cheeks burning

I looked down at her outfit and to my fear, she was wearing a Green Day shirt. It was official, I had to ditch her. The last I wanted was for a fan to get in the way of our night out. She gained a puzzling expression on her face.

"I swear, you look so familiar." she said, walking closer

I had to think fast.

"I... Uh... You see."

"Hey Mike, you've got to see this." Thankfully, Tre cut in "Billie's standing on the tables, about to sing Basket Case!"

"What!" I looked over and sure enough, Billie was busting out the words to Basket Case. I knew I had to do something, so I turned over to the girl "Look, I have to go, I'm sorry."

I walked over to Tre, who was clapping at Billie's performance so far. I had to know why he was singing because I really wanted to keep a low profile "How did he get like this? I asked

"The guy's had 5 beers." "What do you expect?"

My eyes opened widely in shock.

The music starting blaring, the lights dimmed and people starting dancing. All around me there were people and my stomach starting spinning.Before I could make sense of my surroundings, it happened. I threw up.

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I must've fainted from the sudden withdrawal of fluids and chunks from my mouth because when I opened my eyes, Billie, Tre, and I were all in an alley way. I seemed to be covered in melting ice cubes, which, I didn't know why. 

The first thing I heard was the two arguing about whether "it" would work or not. Tre thought it would but Billie disagreed. When they noticed I was conscious, Billie was shocked while Tre was smiling. I guess he was right. After I processed all that happened,

I never felt so alive!

I sprung up and started talking so fast, I don't think they understood me.

"Guys, that was insane!" I was breathing pretty hard "Let's go something else crazy! Please." I begged 

"I thought you wanted to keep it ch-" 

I put my mouth over Tre's mouth. There was no way Billie was think I too wimp for this night, so I'd thought I would try to get Tre to play along

I did feel more alive though, but not Billie's level of "alive".

"Wha- what he meant to say is I wanted to keep it chill but not anymore." I nervously laughed 

"Yeah, whatever." Billie turned around  "Hey guys?" He was staring down at the wallet in his hands

"Yeah?" Tre and I answered in unison

"This isn't my wallet!" He replied in shock 

"Oh my god, uh..." I couldn't think of what to say, so I just dropped a question "Shall we return it to who ever it belongs to?" 

"Why should we just go out and look for him?" "He's probably long gone by now." 

I had to think of something, but I just standing there, like idiot.

"Because..." I paused, trying to think of an answer that isn't too crazy but still cool enough for even Billie to go an board with. "It would be an adventure..?" my voice was high and it wondered off. I thought it sounded stupid.  

"Wow, okay, I like that  idea." Billie said

"Yeah!" Tre agreed 

With that, we walked back out on the streets. I tried to asked Billie questions to find out where the guy might be by now. 

"Where was the last place you had your wallet?"

"At the bar." he thought "I put it down, went to the DJ, and when I came back I grabbed my wallet, but I guess it was the wrong one."

'Okay, let's go back to the bar." I started walking , when I realized I didn't know where I was going "Uh, guys, where's the bar?"

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We made it back to the bar but I had to stay outside, because apparently, they didn't want me barfing again. I looked around and I saw people staring at me, which made sense. Many pointed, some came up and said hello, wanted pictures, autographs. Same old, same old.

"Where's Billie and Tre?" One fan asked "Are they okay?"

I answered in the best way I could "I shouldn't say, I want to respect their privacy."

Billie and Tre finally came out.

"So, the guy who has my wallet went to the bank to freeze his card so no one can make purchases." Billie said

"The bad news is that the bank he's at is all the way across town." Tre explained, along with him

"Okay." I started walking back to the restaurant, where Tre's car was

When I got to the parking lot, I saw Tre's car. All three of us got in and raced to the bank. We got out, and rushed inside. When we went to the front desk, though, we got a tiny, er, big surprise.

"Billie Joe Armstrong, your under arrest for the theft of Mat Jone's wallet."