Mike-ay day 13
Umm, have no time to fix a better drabble than this, with maccadole being here and all. Thus, Billie/Tré with angst and stuff. At least it's from Mike's PoV xp
Friends
[Disclaimer: I do not own Green Day. This is fiction.]
I look at him from across the room. Tré’s with him again. Tré’s always with him nowadays.
To people that don’t know them, there’s nothing that shows anything but a deep friendship. I know them both, though. And they’re not just my bandmates either, they’re my best friends.
I see all the signs that are invisible to others. The looks, the ligering touches... It’s all painfully clear to me.
Billie Joe doesn’t want me, I’m his friend, nothing more. No, Billie Joe doesn’t need me. He has Tré. And I sometimes hate Tré for being the one Billie Joe needs.
Umm, anyway. Just watched BIAB, and I'm kinda in a wibbleguh mood, 'cause, um, Mike.
Off to fix a couple beds and shit now xp
Q out.
Friends
[Disclaimer: I do not own Green Day. This is fiction.]
I look at him from across the room. Tré’s with him again. Tré’s always with him nowadays.
To people that don’t know them, there’s nothing that shows anything but a deep friendship. I know them both, though. And they’re not just my bandmates either, they’re my best friends.
I see all the signs that are invisible to others. The looks, the ligering touches... It’s all painfully clear to me.
Billie Joe doesn’t want me, I’m his friend, nothing more. No, Billie Joe doesn’t need me. He has Tré. And I sometimes hate Tré for being the one Billie Joe needs.
Umm, anyway. Just watched BIAB, and I'm kinda in a wibbleguh mood, 'cause, um, Mike.
Off to fix a couple beds and shit now xp
Q out.