Is This The End?
I´ll Mean Nothing To You,You´ll Mean Nothing To Me
*Chuck´s P.O.V.*
I could barely believe I was alive, not because of the crash, but because I saw her there in front of me when I woke up, it´s like heaven… all this months looking for her. I stood up; she helped me up with worry in her eyes.
“Are you really sure you´ll be OK?”
“Yeah, I´m pretty sure.” I smirked. “How´ve you been?” She stared at me. “Yes, I´m sure I´m fine.” I chuckled as I read her expression. She smiled sweetly.
“I´ve been… well.” She grimaced, faking a smile.
“Has it been that bad?” I grimaced too, remembering the day we lost contact.
“Yes…” She looked down. The guy behind her faked a cough, to let us know he existed. “Oh… Chuck, this is… Mike. Mr. Rob´s cousin, remember Mr. Rob?” I suddenly felt attacked by the guy as he helped her up.
“Sure, the English teacher, right?” She nodded; ´Mike´ stretched his hand towards me I took it and got up with his help. He grinned uncomfortably.
“Ah, so where were you heading, before this idiot bumped into you?” I chuckled.
“Green Day concert!” Her enthusiasm came back. You got to be kidding. This couldn't’t just… be a coincidence.
“Cool… I actually… was heading there… too.”
“Really!? That´s awsome!” She said with real relish.
“Yeah…” Mike added bitterly.
“You don’t mind giving him a ride… do you?” She asked ´Mike´.
“Uh… well. No.”
“OK, thanks, Mike. I know we just met and all, but I really appreciate this.” She smiled at him, he did the same.
“Don’t worry.” He said with a I´m-glad-my-car-survived face and tone. I snorted to myself.
“What?” She asked, still smiling.
“Nothing at all…” I smirked.
“Al…right.”
***
The whole ride Mike kept quiet, driving stiffly. We couldn’t stop talking, catching up and asking about old´ friends. What kind of annoyed me was that she asked about David with a such and acute relish; I tried not to show my gloom and melancholy when I remembered things were like back then.
When we were finally at the place of the concert Mike left us at the entrance and went to park the car, I guess he thought there was more than a rotten relationship between us.
Yes, it used to be a pure, young, touch-and-go kind of love, at least for me; but now that was all gone, I eventually forgot her as a girlfriend, or so I forced myself to… but never tried to forget our friendship.
“You´re going in there with me, I tell you. We´ll find a way!” She said wistfully, thinking of a stealthy way to get me to backstage. I chuckled.
“Sure.” I smiled, but then realized she really meant it. “Well, this is going to be fun!” I laughed as she gave a grasp to my arm.
“Mike!” She called for him as he walked among the people in line.
“Hey… It was hard to find a place to leave that car, the streets are full… man, this is going to be a fucking great concert… I hope it doesn’t gets to savage at the very front, huh?” He raised his brows in a funny way; to me it seemed he was flirting with her, she laughed and nodded, I took for granted that she didn’t get the flirting from this guy.
When we were finally inside, it went from cold to tepid to hot. The ambient was kind of heavy at first, but I could get used to it fast. This is certainly not my first concert, I lost count… I can certainly handle this everyday!
***
Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool and Mike Dirnt came out to the stage, the crowd screamed their lungs out, specially the girls. Man, if I could have this someday…
After the first song the crowed was already crazed. Billie had made it a hell of a song; Tré and Mike weren’t left behind for Mike rocked out every note he hit and Tré kept it at his great pace as always, while I saw him play Longview I played in my head.
I looked to my left; she was screaming like crazy ´Mike Dirnt!´. I snorted and looked up at Mike Dirnt; he was smiling and looking around, somehow he seemed to locate her voice, he smirked and winked, she screamed again in excitement, I had never seen her like this, I smiled and saluted Mike as he looked at me, he smirked and saluted back when he had a moment to free his hand from the bass.
I laughed. “Be careful, I´ll catch you if you pass out, eh?” She screamed at me.
“Did you see that!?”
“Yes, I did.” I grinned. She hugged me, I stood frozen for a while, then hugged her back, she was so full of joy at the moment.
***
“Come on, let´s go…” She pulled me by the sleeve; Mike found a way through the crowd into a space were you could actually breathe without everyone all over you.
“Ok. So, we´re getting you in somehow… then we could… just ask them as a favor to let you in…”
“I doubt…”
“Let´s try that!” She added.
“Jesus…” I grumbled under my breath.
***
“I really don’t like lying…” I commented as we walked up to the security guard.
“Me neither, but we´re about to meet Green Day! No one will care if you lie after you meet Green Day!” I snorted.
“Here you have sir.” Mike gave his backstage pass. The guard took a quick look at it and let him into a long hall with a door at the end. I bet her head will be spinning as she goes through that! I thought as I stared at her profile and I remembered our childhood and our couple games.
“Hi.” She gave a friendly smile at the guard; he smiled back, maybe he could let me in…
“Ok, go in.” She took back her backstage pass.
“Thank you.” The guard gave me a what-are-you-waiting-for look, I just stared at him and thought about something to say. “Uh, sir. My friend here… well, he lost his pass. Do you think you could let him in? Please?”
“I don’t think so, young lady.” He answered with a authority in his voice.
“Oh, come on, please! He´s always been too careless of where he leaves his stuff. Just don’t let him regret it and become a whole new person, I love him like he is now.” The guard snorted with a grin. I blushed and giggled.
“She your girl?” The guard asked after his snort finished; I blushed even more. He didn’t let me answer and said: “Well, if she is, you´re a lucky bastard. ´Cause I am going to let you in because of her… Just be more careful next time, and be discrete about this, ok?” He lifted his brow and looked at me, his eye seemed like it would jump on me in any moment.
“He sure will! Thank you!” She answered as I nodded. He smiled letting a small gust of air come out of his nose and formed it into a smirk; then winked.
She pulled me from the arm and we ran to the door at the end of the hall. Mike had disappeared through that same door right after he´d got his pass back.
She turned the knob and pushed the door as fast as she could, her eyes shining; I could tell she´d already planned where and how she was going to be for the next hour, maybe the next two hours. I knew she was seeing it in her head. Mike Dirnt chatting with her as she tried her hardest to look interesting and smart.
When we were finally through the door, we got into some kind of heaven, or that´s what her eyes told me. I looked up from her eyes to Mike, then to Tré Cool´s face, a spontaneous smile arrived to my mouth. The smell of food abounded, they were chips or something with a strong stench. A medium room with a couple of tables (most of them with beer bottles on them). Black and white random posters on the walls. Billie Joe and Mike Dirnt stood next to wood stairs. She must have noticed we were still holding hands and broke our grip, letting my hand fall to my side.
“Hey!” Mike waved happily. “Look, Tré, these are my friends I was talking about.” Mike smiled proudly as we both walked to their side. Tré showed us a brilliant smile, putting one hand behind his back and taking my… Zelly´s hand with the other, then kissed it.
“A pleasure to meet you, madam.” He tried to imitate a French accent and winked at her; she giggled.
“I-I-I… I´m,” she stammered for a while, but took over her body again, “so nervous, sorry.” She smiled jittery.
“No problem, my lady, but, I must recognize I might be slightly more nervous than yourself to be before such beauty.” Tré´s poetic shit started to be hilarious and irritating at the same time, at least for me. Hilarious because she was blushing as hell; irritating, because she had been my girl before.
“Just ignore him, sweetheart. He likes to get the girls nervous.” A familiar voice said to her in a sweet tone, and then changed its tone as it referred to Tré. “You´re an asshole Tré, get lost.” Billie Joe Armstrong appeared behind us. His messy blond hair was still wet, I guess he had taken a shower after the show. Mike Dirnt by his side, his hair was also wet.
*Azelia´s P.O.V.*
“…get lost.” Billie Joe came into scene, Tré pouted at his hurtful words and walked away with another group of fans, we weren´t much; I guess anybody barely got backstage, I wonder how Mike got them. His famous green eyes shone with the weak light of the electric light bulb. My heart sped and so did my breathing; my nerves were growing. Calm down, they´re just normal guys, with amazing talents… No, that doesn’t work with me. Calm down, or you´ll scare the shit out of them. Much better. I normalized my breathing and slowed my hearts beating to its normal pace.
But then, when I was barely getting control over my self, Mike Dirnt came into scene too; his dirty blond hair captivated me, but not as much as his depth blue eyes. He wore a different apparel from what I had seen him when he was on stage. Now he was in a normal white, sleeveless shirt and black trousers. The sleeveless shirt showed his strong arms and couple of tattoos, and his outstanding clavicle (I know, it´s dumb to even notice that, I am just crazy like that).
“Hey, you´re the girl in the crowed.” Oh my God, he remembers me! He seemed to give a shy smile. “I winked at you, remember?” To hell if I didn’t remember! Jesus! That´s something that will stay in my mind forever! I contained myself from screaming and jumping on him, I´m such a fan girl sometimes… Who cares!?
“Of course I remember!” I could barely speak from all the excitement stuck in my throat. He chuckled. Chuck laughed out loud and kicked me playfully. I looked at Chuck for a second and looked back at Mike, I didn’t even know what my expression was like.
“Can I get your name?” He said still smiling.
“Mike, be polite. Say please.” Billie joked with a short laugh and looked at me. I think they´re waiting for you to give them your name… My inner voice told me after a few seconds of silence. Is anyone there!?
“Uh… I…” My mind was empty, clouded by my own stupidity.
“She´s Azelia. I think there´s no need to tell you she is stunned to meet you guys.” Chuck answered for me after seeing there was really no one home. “I´m Chuck, Í am pretty amazed to meet you guys too.” Chuck smirked at me, I felt like such an dork, standing there with nothing to say.
“Nice to meet you, Azelia.” Holy shit, I can´t believe it, he got my name right… Pretty much the first person on earth to do it at the first time. “Chuck.” He nodded towards Chuck and stretched his hand, they both shook hands. Mike turned to me and came close.
“Uh, I… Nice to meet you too… Mike!” I pronounced his name with excitement. He hugged me and kissed my cheek, the touch of his smooth lips made me blush; I almost didn’t get to kiss his cheek back because of my slow thinking at the moment. I smiled.
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I could barely believe I was alive, not because of the crash, but because I saw her there in front of me when I woke up, it´s like heaven… all this months looking for her. I stood up; she helped me up with worry in her eyes.
“Are you really sure you´ll be OK?”
“Yeah, I´m pretty sure.” I smirked. “How´ve you been?” She stared at me. “Yes, I´m sure I´m fine.” I chuckled as I read her expression. She smiled sweetly.
“I´ve been… well.” She grimaced, faking a smile.
“Has it been that bad?” I grimaced too, remembering the day we lost contact.
“Yes…” She looked down. The guy behind her faked a cough, to let us know he existed. “Oh… Chuck, this is… Mike. Mr. Rob´s cousin, remember Mr. Rob?” I suddenly felt attacked by the guy as he helped her up.
“Sure, the English teacher, right?” She nodded; ´Mike´ stretched his hand towards me I took it and got up with his help. He grinned uncomfortably.
“Ah, so where were you heading, before this idiot bumped into you?” I chuckled.
“Green Day concert!” Her enthusiasm came back. You got to be kidding. This couldn't’t just… be a coincidence.
“Cool… I actually… was heading there… too.”
“Really!? That´s awsome!” She said with real relish.
“Yeah…” Mike added bitterly.
“You don’t mind giving him a ride… do you?” She asked ´Mike´.
“Uh… well. No.”
“OK, thanks, Mike. I know we just met and all, but I really appreciate this.” She smiled at him, he did the same.
“Don’t worry.” He said with a I´m-glad-my-car-survived face and tone. I snorted to myself.
“What?” She asked, still smiling.
“Nothing at all…” I smirked.
“Al…right.”
***
The whole ride Mike kept quiet, driving stiffly. We couldn’t stop talking, catching up and asking about old´ friends. What kind of annoyed me was that she asked about David with a such and acute relish; I tried not to show my gloom and melancholy when I remembered things were like back then.
When we were finally at the place of the concert Mike left us at the entrance and went to park the car, I guess he thought there was more than a rotten relationship between us.
Yes, it used to be a pure, young, touch-and-go kind of love, at least for me; but now that was all gone, I eventually forgot her as a girlfriend, or so I forced myself to… but never tried to forget our friendship.
“You´re going in there with me, I tell you. We´ll find a way!” She said wistfully, thinking of a stealthy way to get me to backstage. I chuckled.
“Sure.” I smiled, but then realized she really meant it. “Well, this is going to be fun!” I laughed as she gave a grasp to my arm.
“Mike!” She called for him as he walked among the people in line.
“Hey… It was hard to find a place to leave that car, the streets are full… man, this is going to be a fucking great concert… I hope it doesn’t gets to savage at the very front, huh?” He raised his brows in a funny way; to me it seemed he was flirting with her, she laughed and nodded, I took for granted that she didn’t get the flirting from this guy.
When we were finally inside, it went from cold to tepid to hot. The ambient was kind of heavy at first, but I could get used to it fast. This is certainly not my first concert, I lost count… I can certainly handle this everyday!
***
Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool and Mike Dirnt came out to the stage, the crowd screamed their lungs out, specially the girls. Man, if I could have this someday…
After the first song the crowed was already crazed. Billie had made it a hell of a song; Tré and Mike weren’t left behind for Mike rocked out every note he hit and Tré kept it at his great pace as always, while I saw him play Longview I played in my head.
I looked to my left; she was screaming like crazy ´Mike Dirnt!´. I snorted and looked up at Mike Dirnt; he was smiling and looking around, somehow he seemed to locate her voice, he smirked and winked, she screamed again in excitement, I had never seen her like this, I smiled and saluted Mike as he looked at me, he smirked and saluted back when he had a moment to free his hand from the bass.
I laughed. “Be careful, I´ll catch you if you pass out, eh?” She screamed at me.
“Did you see that!?”
“Yes, I did.” I grinned. She hugged me, I stood frozen for a while, then hugged her back, she was so full of joy at the moment.
***
“Come on, let´s go…” She pulled me by the sleeve; Mike found a way through the crowd into a space were you could actually breathe without everyone all over you.
“Ok. So, we´re getting you in somehow… then we could… just ask them as a favor to let you in…”
“I doubt…”
“Let´s try that!” She added.
“Jesus…” I grumbled under my breath.
***
“I really don’t like lying…” I commented as we walked up to the security guard.
“Me neither, but we´re about to meet Green Day! No one will care if you lie after you meet Green Day!” I snorted.
“Here you have sir.” Mike gave his backstage pass. The guard took a quick look at it and let him into a long hall with a door at the end. I bet her head will be spinning as she goes through that! I thought as I stared at her profile and I remembered our childhood and our couple games.
“Hi.” She gave a friendly smile at the guard; he smiled back, maybe he could let me in…
“Ok, go in.” She took back her backstage pass.
“Thank you.” The guard gave me a what-are-you-waiting-for look, I just stared at him and thought about something to say. “Uh, sir. My friend here… well, he lost his pass. Do you think you could let him in? Please?”
“I don’t think so, young lady.” He answered with a authority in his voice.
“Oh, come on, please! He´s always been too careless of where he leaves his stuff. Just don’t let him regret it and become a whole new person, I love him like he is now.” The guard snorted with a grin. I blushed and giggled.
“She your girl?” The guard asked after his snort finished; I blushed even more. He didn’t let me answer and said: “Well, if she is, you´re a lucky bastard. ´Cause I am going to let you in because of her… Just be more careful next time, and be discrete about this, ok?” He lifted his brow and looked at me, his eye seemed like it would jump on me in any moment.
“He sure will! Thank you!” She answered as I nodded. He smiled letting a small gust of air come out of his nose and formed it into a smirk; then winked.
She pulled me from the arm and we ran to the door at the end of the hall. Mike had disappeared through that same door right after he´d got his pass back.
She turned the knob and pushed the door as fast as she could, her eyes shining; I could tell she´d already planned where and how she was going to be for the next hour, maybe the next two hours. I knew she was seeing it in her head. Mike Dirnt chatting with her as she tried her hardest to look interesting and smart.
When we were finally through the door, we got into some kind of heaven, or that´s what her eyes told me. I looked up from her eyes to Mike, then to Tré Cool´s face, a spontaneous smile arrived to my mouth. The smell of food abounded, they were chips or something with a strong stench. A medium room with a couple of tables (most of them with beer bottles on them). Black and white random posters on the walls. Billie Joe and Mike Dirnt stood next to wood stairs. She must have noticed we were still holding hands and broke our grip, letting my hand fall to my side.
“Hey!” Mike waved happily. “Look, Tré, these are my friends I was talking about.” Mike smiled proudly as we both walked to their side. Tré showed us a brilliant smile, putting one hand behind his back and taking my… Zelly´s hand with the other, then kissed it.
“A pleasure to meet you, madam.” He tried to imitate a French accent and winked at her; she giggled.
“I-I-I… I´m,” she stammered for a while, but took over her body again, “so nervous, sorry.” She smiled jittery.
“No problem, my lady, but, I must recognize I might be slightly more nervous than yourself to be before such beauty.” Tré´s poetic shit started to be hilarious and irritating at the same time, at least for me. Hilarious because she was blushing as hell; irritating, because she had been my girl before.
“Just ignore him, sweetheart. He likes to get the girls nervous.” A familiar voice said to her in a sweet tone, and then changed its tone as it referred to Tré. “You´re an asshole Tré, get lost.” Billie Joe Armstrong appeared behind us. His messy blond hair was still wet, I guess he had taken a shower after the show. Mike Dirnt by his side, his hair was also wet.
*Azelia´s P.O.V.*
“…get lost.” Billie Joe came into scene, Tré pouted at his hurtful words and walked away with another group of fans, we weren´t much; I guess anybody barely got backstage, I wonder how Mike got them. His famous green eyes shone with the weak light of the electric light bulb. My heart sped and so did my breathing; my nerves were growing. Calm down, they´re just normal guys, with amazing talents… No, that doesn’t work with me. Calm down, or you´ll scare the shit out of them. Much better. I normalized my breathing and slowed my hearts beating to its normal pace.
But then, when I was barely getting control over my self, Mike Dirnt came into scene too; his dirty blond hair captivated me, but not as much as his depth blue eyes. He wore a different apparel from what I had seen him when he was on stage. Now he was in a normal white, sleeveless shirt and black trousers. The sleeveless shirt showed his strong arms and couple of tattoos, and his outstanding clavicle (I know, it´s dumb to even notice that, I am just crazy like that).
“Hey, you´re the girl in the crowed.” Oh my God, he remembers me! He seemed to give a shy smile. “I winked at you, remember?” To hell if I didn’t remember! Jesus! That´s something that will stay in my mind forever! I contained myself from screaming and jumping on him, I´m such a fan girl sometimes… Who cares!?
“Of course I remember!” I could barely speak from all the excitement stuck in my throat. He chuckled. Chuck laughed out loud and kicked me playfully. I looked at Chuck for a second and looked back at Mike, I didn’t even know what my expression was like.
“Can I get your name?” He said still smiling.
“Mike, be polite. Say please.” Billie joked with a short laugh and looked at me. I think they´re waiting for you to give them your name… My inner voice told me after a few seconds of silence. Is anyone there!?
“Uh… I…” My mind was empty, clouded by my own stupidity.
“She´s Azelia. I think there´s no need to tell you she is stunned to meet you guys.” Chuck answered for me after seeing there was really no one home. “I´m Chuck, Í am pretty amazed to meet you guys too.” Chuck smirked at me, I felt like such an dork, standing there with nothing to say.
“Nice to meet you, Azelia.” Holy shit, I can´t believe it, he got my name right… Pretty much the first person on earth to do it at the first time. “Chuck.” He nodded towards Chuck and stretched his hand, they both shook hands. Mike turned to me and came close.
“Uh, I… Nice to meet you too… Mike!” I pronounced his name with excitement. He hugged me and kissed my cheek, the touch of his smooth lips made me blush; I almost didn’t get to kiss his cheek back because of my slow thinking at the moment. I smiled.
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