Let Me Be The One To Save You.

***Frank's pov***

I was at this club with Michelle and Jaimy to see Billie Joe, Mike and Tré perform again. Gerard couldn't come with us, which really bummed me out because I didn't feel like going either but I had already promised Michelle. They had just finished their first set, which was again better than I would like to admit. Last time when we went to their gig, I actually liked talking to Billie Joe, he has good music taste. But I still can't really be around him and Michelle at the same time without getting annoyed. I try to hide it because he's Michelle's best friend, but I guess I'm just kind of the jealous type. It's something in the way he looks at Michelle that I can't stand. Most of the times he doesn't do anything but I just know he still has a crush on her. His friends are cool though.

After the guys had put their instruments down and told the crowd that they would be back later, they came up to us. They all said hi and joined us. Tré immediately started talking about some girl in the front of the crowd who, according to him, totally wanted him. Mike laughed at him and Billie gave him a sceptical look. “Dude, you think everyone wants you.” “But that's because it's true! Admit it, ladies.” He said, looking at Michelle and Jaimy. I was about to make a comment about that but Billie had already put an arm around Michelle saying “Nah, I think Michelle has a higher standard than you, punk. And I bet her friend does too.” “Thanks.” I mumbled. Tré went off to probably annoy the girl he was talking about and left the five of us.

The conversation went on and everyone seemed to be having a lot of fun. I guess I wasn't really in the mood for socializing so I just listened and drank my beer. I wished Gerard had come with us. I probably would've been a lot more fun to be around if Gerard was here too. Also I was kinda annoyed because every time Billie made a joke, he'd look at Michelle as if he was trying to impress her and she'd just laugh at everything.

Tré came back with a disappointed face. “It's just because I'm the drummer! The lead singer always gets the girls, it's unfair!” He complaint. “That's not true, Tré. Billie Joe's the lead singer but he's also a dickhead so I guess you all end up without girls.” Michelle said. “Except for Mike ofcourse, he's such a babe.” Tré said. Mike just let out a chuckle. He never really said a lot. “Dickhead or not, you still like hanging out with me so if it isn't my personality, then I'm probably just really hot.” Billie said to Michelle. I know it was just a joke (again) but I started getting really annoyed. “Yeah whatever, I guess you're just not hot enough right?” I suddenly asked. “What do you mean, man?” Billie asked, a little confused. “Well you're so sure about the fact that she likes hanging out with you that much but apparently she doesn't like it enough because she doesn't see you the way you'd like her to see you, am I right? How heartbroken you must be because of it, poor thing.” Michelle raised an eyebrow at me. “What the fuck Frank” she hissed. “I was just joking, dude.” Billie said, trying to avoid an argument. “Yeah you always are. Now excuse me, I'm going to get another beer.”

I walked to the other side of the club and sat down by the bar. I guess I kinda acted like a dick but I didn't really care, maybe he'll finally get it now. It wasn't like he really went out of line either, it's just that he needs to understand that it's fucking annoying when someone is trying to impress the one you love all the time. It's not like I'm rubbing my relationship with Michelle in his face or anything, I actually do try to make sure to not make things any more difficult for him. But he's making things difficult for me. I don't think this whole think is such a big deal though. He probably got the point now so I'll apologise later when I feel like it. Michelle is probably a bit pissed of though, but she's never really angry for a long time. When I got my beer, the guys were up on stage again for their second set. I saw Michelle talking with Jaimy on the same spot where we just stood. I didn't really feel like going back to them right away so I just sat at the bar.

“Frankie???” I turned around to look in the eyes of this girl called Jessica. I really wasn't happy to see her. We hooked up a few times at parties (when I used to be that kinda guy) but she was the type of girl that would call herself my girlfriend when she wasn't. “Oh, hi, Jessica.” I said, not even trying to sound friendly. “Frankie! How are you doing? You look handsome, as always.” She said, flipping her, obviously dyed, blonde hair over to her back. “I'm fine.” “Well why are you sitting here all alone then?” She said, sitting down on the seat next to me. “I'm not alone actually I think I'm going back to my friends now.” I got up but she pulled me back. She suddenly came really close. “Why are you going already? Did you forget how much fun we used to have Frankie?” She smelled like alcohol and I bet she was pretty drunk.“No I don't remember, now excuse m-” Then she suddenly pressed her lips against mine while pressing herself up to me. Her lips felt sticky because of all the lipgloss she had put on which I thought was gross. It took me a few seconds to react because of the alcohol I had in my system but then I pushed her off of me. “Fuck off Jessica, I'm not interested.” I mumbled while quickly walking away. What the fuck just happened.
I started walking over to the spot where I had left Michelle and Jaimy but I only found Jaimy there, looking confused. “Where's Michelle?” I asked. “I don't know, I was just looking at the concert but she suddenly walked away angrily.” Shit. She must've seen Jessica kissing me.

***Frank's pov***

I was walking home on my own, Jaimy said she would get a lift from Mike. I had tried to find Michelle but she was already gone when I went outside. She obviously didn't pick up her phone either. This night is just pure shit. I walked into my street when I suddenly noticed someone standing in front of my house, it was dark so I couldn't really see the person very well. All I could see was that it was a man and it looked as if he was waiting for someone. I just kept walking until I realised that I knew who that was. And that he was waiting for me. I knew it was too late to turn back because he had already seen me.

***Billie's pov***

I just got home from the gig and was lying in my bed. The gig was fun but I had a weird feeling because of the thing that happened with Michelle and Frank. I still think that Frank was overreacting when he snapped at me, I was just fooling around. I'm Michelle's best friend so he just has to accept that I'm important for her too. He's not a bad guy or anything though. It did kinda bothered me that he had to point out the obvious, I know I'm not enough for Michelle and I know that that's my problem. But that wasn't the most important thing that happened that night. After the little incident, we went back on stage to play the second set. While playing, I saw everything that happened between that girl and Frank and then I saw Michelle walking out of the club, looking extremely pissed off.

I guess I'm the only one who can confirm that it wasn't Frank's fault. Mike and Tré weren't paying attention to Michelle or Frank like I was obviously. The thing that I probably should do is tell Michelle that Frank didn't do anything wrong. But do I want to do that?

After thinking for a while I decided I at least had to call Michelle to make sure if she's okay. She almost immediately picked up her phone when I called her. “Hey, Billie. What's up.” She wasn't crying or anything, she just sounded as pissed off as she looked when she left the club. Typical, Michelle wasn't exactly the kinda girl who would cry over things easily. “Hey, I was just calling to make sure you were okay..” “Well, I'm walking outside but I don't feel like going home. I just can't believe that he would do something like that! What was he thinking?! Was he trying to get back at me because of the thing with you? I never thought he would be the type to do something like this but you know, I don't even understand-” “Michelle?” I interrupted her. “What?” “Where are you exactly?” “Right now I'm at that park close to your work.. why?” “I'll be there in ten.”

Fine. I'll tell her. I don't want her to murder Frank and get into jail or something so I guess I'll tell her.

About 7 minutes later, I was at the park and I saw Michelle sitting on the grass looking at the water. She wasn't wearing a jacket, just her skinny jeans and a band t-shirt. I walked over to her. “Hey” I said. She stood up and pulled me into a hug. “Thanks for coming.” “It's okay.” I said into her hair. The hug lasted pretty long until I decided to let go because I started to get an annoying feeling in my stomach. “So you might want to reconsider killing Frank, admit it you were planning it, because I don't think you really understand what happened last night.”

And then I told her everything I saw. From the girl kissing Frank, to Frank pushing her away. She didn't react like I expected her to react though. In stead of immediately calling Frank to make it up, like I thought she would, she looked at me for a while saying nothing. “Billie?” She hesitantly asked. “Yeah?” She looked at the ground. “Was it true what Frank said? Do you still have feelings for me?” Then she looked up and I didn't really know what to say right away. So I just kinda nodded before looking away. “But... then why did you even tell me this? You could've pretended like you didn't see..” I looked at her again. “Would it have mattered? Would it have helped me? Would I be good enough for you if you wouldn't be with Frank?” I regretted saying it immediately. I don't like when conversations get so serious. Especially when it's about my feelings. She looked confused and said nothing. I saw that she was shivering because of the cold so I took off my denim jacket and put it around her without saying anything. “Why would you think that you're not good enough? It's never been that, Billie. How could you not be enough while you're always there for me, just like now. It's just that Frank-” “I get it. You think I can't see that you really love him? I just want you to be happy. And I know that you are happier with him, it's okay.” I didn't feel like talking about it any more than that. We stayed silent for a while, just looking at the water. I started to get a bit cold too after some time so I kinda wanted to go home. “You should call Frank. I'm gonna go home. You know I'll be there when you need me.” I started walking away but Michelle came after me. “You forget your jacket. Thanks for everything. I'll call Frank tomorrow.” She placed a kiss on my cheek and then I left.

Notes

I'M BACK. I was kinda stuck but I know where I'm heading again with this story so you can expect another chapter again soon. c:

Question: Does it bother you that Billie Joe is in the story quite a lot? It wasn't really my intention to make him appear in so many chapters but it kinda happened. Oops. Anyway, I really love Green Day but maybe you don't so uhm, tell me if you like having him and Mike and Tré in the chapters or not..

I hope this update wasn't too bad, and again sorry that I've been away for so long. School sucks.

xo