MIKES POV
where are my walking heaters and why is it so fucking cold in here? i woke up sore and confused as i looked around for some extra body heat. i groaned and walked over to the thermostat and fiddled with the buttons. the damn thing was broken. i sighed and walked to the hotel phone and called someone to come fix it. "OK sir it may take about an hour or two, is that alright?" hour or two? what the fuck? "no its not fucking alright! its 50 fucking degrees in hear and I'm freezing my ass off! do you know who the fuck i am? fucking mike dirnt from green day! now get up here and fix the fucking temperature thing on the wall before i go fucking crazy!" i slammed the phone down. i really hated pulling the whole spoiled rock star thing but its fucking cold, and my patience was running very thin. i stalked over to the bathroom and threw the door open. someone was in the shower but i dirnt care. i walked over to the toilet then stopped as moaning came from behind the shower door. there was two people in the shower? i peeked behind the door and every ounce of anger and frustration dissolved. Billie had tre pinned to the floor of the tub while he trailed his tongue along every inch of tres skin stopping to nibble and suck on the sensitive spots. tres eyes were closed and his back was arched as far as Billie would allow. i wanted to jump in the shower with them and join. to hear the whimpers and moans that each one gave off, but something stopped me and i just stayed there staring at the two men. there was a way about billies movements that made it look more than just a simple fuck, it looked more like he was trying to make love. he was going slow and gentle instead of quickly trying to rid himself of his lust. it was hard to tear my eyes off of them but as they started moving into position i knew i should leave and let them be alone. i slowly walked out and went back into the bedroom, quickly ridding myself of the bulge between my thighs and tossing some clothes on to wait for maintenance to show up. i started a pot of coffee and it was almost done when there was a light knock at the door. i opened it up and a skittish looking guy was standing with a toolbox in one hand and a cup in the other. the look on his face read please don't punch me and i had to chuckle at his expression. "well come on in, i don't bite, i just yell over the phone when i wake up to a freezer." he slowly stepped in and walked over to the temperature thing. i watched him take it apart, play with a few wires put it back together then mess with the settings. he hit a button and i felt a warm breeze hit my cold feet. he glanced over at me and i nodded. "yup it works now, here," i grabbed my wallet and took some money out. "take this and stop acting like I'm gonna knock you out. I'm a nice guy, promise." i gave him a grin and he smiled lightly back still freaked out. i sighed as he started packing his things. a loud scream and a gurgled moan stopped the both of us and i felt my face get hot. fuck paparazzi would love to hear this. i could already see the headlines. "green day drummer banging more than just drums" "what else is Billie Joe coming clean about?" i started panicking as their shouts grew louder, then they formed words. "FUCK, BILLIE... HARDER!" i glanced at the poor guy in front of me and his face was bright red. he looked around nervously trying to gather his things quickly. one he had everything he ran out the door and i stood there staring at the now closed door. poor guy, he probably will never listen to green day again. what a shame. i turned around in time to see a flushed faced grinning tre leave the bathroom without a towel. he walked into the bedroom and closed the door. i walked back to the bathroom to find Billie leaning against the wall eyes closed and small grin on his face. "so, major fuck between you and tre?" he cracked one eye open and nodded slowly, grin getting wider. i grabbed a towel and wrapped it around him leading the grinning idiot to to the couch. he slumped against the back of the couch and closed his eyes. i tried to walk away but he stopped me. "mike, can you sit here with me? just for a minuet?" i stepped back and looked down at him. he looked tired but satisfied. tre must have taken a lot out of him. "let me grab some coffee and ill be right back." he nodded closing his eyes again. i quickly snuck past him and walked into the room tre was in. he was passed out on the bed still completely naked. i rolled my eyes and walked back to pour the coffee and sit next to Billie. "you and tre scared the maintenance man. i don't think he'll ever listen to our band again if he ever did in the first place." Billie cocked an eyebrow and grinned. "didn't realize he could hear us. wait why was he here?" " the heater thing wasn't working so i called them up. had to use the bitchy spoiled rock star thing to get them to come up here." he frowned. "did you give him a good tip?" i nodded. he shrugged and sipped on his coffee. "i think you killed tre. hes passed out in there." he looked down the hall and chuckled. "crazy bastard almost killed me. i honestly was not expecting things to work like that, but they did." there was a strange feeling of jealousy forming in the pit of my stomach and i just wanted it to go away. i was not jealous of Billie and tre, the whole reason we were in this hotel was because of them! why did i feel jealous? "so what lead to this?" i was curious. he laid his head back and closed his eyes. "well tre started talking about Deena and how he missed her well not her exactly but y'know what i mean, a wife i guess, anyway he started looking a bit depressed and we tried watching TV but i couldn't sit still so he suggested we jump in the shower. next thing i know im on top and were fucking on the floor of the bathtub. and that's pretty much it." i wasn't sure what to say so i said nothing. tre acted differently after the break up and he never acted quite the same. lost in my thoughts i didn't hear the shuffling behind me and i didn't notice tre standing behind me until he spoke. "i wanna get drunk. lets go to the bars!" i jumped and shifted so i could look at him. he had clothes on and a small amount of gel holding his hair in place. i looked over at Billie who was eyeing tre. he sighed and tried to smile, "ok fine, give me a few minuets and we can leave." tre did a stupid happy dance around the room and disappeared into another room. Billie chuckled and wobbled away into the bedroom. i swear sometimes he looks like a confused penguin. he came back a while later dressed and ready to go. we called for tre and he darted out of the other bedroom and pulled us too the door. it was cool outside and it smelled like fall. we found a pub not to far from the hotel that was dimly lit and pretty empty. there was a booth in the back and we crowded together. i flagged down the waitress and when she came over tre switched from a goofy grinning idiot to a smooth and somehow classy idiot. he flirted with her until she giggled and gave him her number. i sat in disbelief at how fast he works. she left giggling and came back with three beers and six shots. "umm we didn't order shots." her face blushed and she leaned closer. "its on the house boys." then turned and walked away. tre grinned even wider and downed the two shots before quickly drinking the beer. "i like her, I'm calling her." i shook my head at the crazy grinning drummer and started drinking. Billie looked up from his bottle and watched tre for a moment. "tre do you even know her name?" he nodded. "yeah its Sarah or something like that." Billie just looked back down at his bottle and i continued drinking. no point in arguing with tre, if hes gonna do it hes gonna do it. end of story. i figured either he'll sleep with her then leave like usual or maybe date her for a while and see where life goes from there. either way him going through another heartbreak would probably ruin him and I'm not sure if I'm ready for that. i stared off into space and wondered what i was going to do with tre and how the fuck is my wife going to handle me telling her what went on between us? i need more alcohol to sort through this...
