(A/N : This and this are different flash backs. I mashed them together so you could make sense what shes piecing. They're in different combos so you can tell them apart. Alright: end of authors note)

The next day at school Billie and I carried on like normal, with the fake relationship. We walked down the halls just making it to school hand in hand like normal.

A few people were pretty confused since everyone thought we had 'broken up', but we passed it off as a little fall out.

Although I should be happy because Billie wanted to stay in this little scenario longer as much as I did- I couldn't stop worrying about when it really would end? It has to be soon. The end of this is coming closer and closer with every second and I haven't even noticed until realising Mave had finally caught feelings just as Billie lost them.

The school day carried on as I kept worrying. But I did piece one thing together- if I didn't want this fake relationship to stop. Then I obviously wanted it to carry on? That was a given.

But then, doesn't that mean... I want a relationship with Billie?

Maybe I did. Maybe that's why I get so jealous. Or so nervous to step out of lines to ruin this. Because this may truly be the closest I'll get to a real relationship with Billie joe Armstrong, or better yet. My own best friends brother.

Leaving the classroom, my books were instantly swept out my hands by Billie who was waiting outside with a grin. "Well hello there Birdie,"

"Hi Billie, how was class?"

"Sucks, like always. Not much difference, never is,"

"You're so positive," I commented sarcastically as we began to make our way to the dinning hall.

"I'm dropping out sooner or later, who cares?"

"Oh right- for your band,"

"Don't act like you don't secretly love it," he teased purposely nudging me as we walked.

"I don't!"

"You're such a bad liar. I hear you humming the tunes for the rest of the week after we do band practice in the basement,"

"You do-?"

"I wrote those songs, how could I not recognise them?"

We reached the table as I mumbled. "Be quiet." Under my breath, tossing my bag on the floor in front of me as I took my books from Billie and shoved them carelessly into the bag. Before looking up to realise we was a person short.

Billie was beside me, Mike was in front.  "Where's Tre?"

Mike didn't answer, he instead raised his hand pointing between Billie and me. Over our shoulders as we turned around to scan where he was trying to show us.

Before I realised at my own table, with Coby and Eden. Tre had joined in. Slotted perfectly between them as he happily talked with the two.

"Why is he there?" Billie asked Mike as we both turned to look back at him. I could see the aggravation on Billies face. Obviously and physically pissed off.

I let out a tiny sigh. "Billie, it's not that bad,"

Mike nodded in agreement. "He's only staying with them for lunch Beej,"

"What do you mean it's not that bad? He's over there flirting with my sister,"

"Isn't that exactly what's happening between us from Eden's point of view?" I mumbled.

"Birdie. That's different. What's between us is for show,"

No blunter way to say it huh.

"But we still put the show on Billie...?"

"But it's fake,"

I paused. Letting everything flood back. The gears turning into motion as everything came into the sudden realisation and I followed it all in my head.

This was the moment I had been waiting for. That sentence- reminded me exactly what happened when I got back home that night.

"Who's that?" We heard Billie shout as he came down the stairs. He met us at the door looking at Eden and me, I awkwardly tried to look away.

"Is your mom home? They wouldn't stop shouting in the car, so they might wake her up," Coby warned whispering to Billie.

Although Eden was giggling to herself I listened.

"No, she's on a night shift. How much have they had?"

"Quite much. They've said some weird things, just don't listen to anything they're saying. It's been confusing me too,"

"Alright? Well, thanks for bringing them here Coby,"

Coby looked over at Eden and me and gave us a wave. "God rest your souls tomorrow morning." He laughed before walking out the door. Billie pulled out his keys from his pocket locking the door shut once it was closed and turned to stare at Eden and I, and I looked away once again.

"Where the hell were you guys? You never even told me you was going anywhere or when you would be back? I've been waiting for you so I could lock the door," He ranted.

Eden laughed before pushing past him and making her way up the stairs.

"Eden where are you going?" He asked turning around to look at her offendedly.

"To bed!" She answered not looking back.

He then looked back at me, as we accidentally made eye contact.

No thanks.

I turned around and walked away into the living room, and he didn't follow in after so maybe he still was angry. But who cares? Not me, not right now anyway.

I sat down next to Juno who was curled up on the sofa sleeping, Spike TV had just been playing on the television as background noise. Since Billie came down from his room.

I tried to sober up watching the program that was on, trying to understand it mostly since my mind was having trouble seeing things. I could hardly identify anything in the room since the whole thing was spinning.

But after a while of me feeling motion sick, the room began to slow down and my thoughts began to toll back in. I still felt intoxicated that was for sure. But at least the room wasn't moving anymore.

For a while I sat on my own, mindlessly watching tv next to the snoring dog. Are dogs suppose to snore? I've never heard a dog sn-

I looked up at the creak of the living room door thinking Eden had come to join me, but Billie entered instead. As he stood in front of the door glancing over at the show I was trying to watch.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, confused.

"Checking on you?"

"Are you still angry by any chance?"

"I just don't understand why you don't want Eden to know so badly. I've been trying to wrap my head around it- really I have. And all it seems like is that you're just- that you're embarrassed,"

Not this again. "Y'know, I've been trying to wrap my head around something too. Why do you care so much?" I finally asked.

He looked a bit taken back by my question widening his eyes before repeating it for confirmation that that was what I really had chosen to ask him. "Why do I care so much?"

"Yes! Billie why are you so offended? If all this is fake. Everything we've built our recent bond on is fake, the kiss? You asked if that could count as fake? If all this is fake, then why the fuck do you care if I lie?"

I expected him to really get mad about that. But instead he shook his head and rolled his eyes, looking back over at the tv as I watched him stare at it. I bet he doesn't even know what's going on on that show. He's just as clueless as I am. And I'm drunk.

"Billie? Is it all really for show?"

He looked straight at me. Dismissing my question fast. "Of course it is,"

"None of that meant anything to you?" I asked him offended. Feeling kinda hurt, maybe I shouldn't of asked that first question, or my second one. Maybe I should just shut up. Like right now.

But I watched him as he nodded, feeling my heart stop.

He nodded. But he wanted to fucking kiss me- and he nodded?

"You're telling me you didn't feel it?" I asked.

"Blaze there was nothing to feel it's an act,"

And he's calling me Blaze again.

"You didn't feel anything? You're telling me you didn't feel the electricity between us? You didn't feel that? You didn't feel the connection? The spark? You didn't feel any of that huh?"

"Blaze th-"

"-I can't be the only one who felt it, I- I cant be, I didn't make it up I felt it!" I shouted standing up from the sofa.

"C'mon let's just get you to bed," he sighed walking over to me and putting a hand on my back. An attempt to walk me down the hallway to take me to Eden's room.

I moved back looking at him. "Are you serious?"

"You're drunk,"

"Doesn't mean I'm stupid, I'm slurring my words and I'm mumbling my lines but I know I'm nailing the point!"

"Blaze can we do this tomorrow morning? You don't know what you're talking about and you're getting too hot headed,"

"There you go again! Talking to me like I'm smaller than you! Belittling me again! I mean- Hot headed!? I'm getting hot headed because you're making out like I'm making this up! Like I'm the only one who saw these things! Why are you doing this to me?"

"I'm not doing anything-"

"-you're telling me you don't have any feelings for me? At all?"

He sighed once again and slowly shook his head.

"You sat and smiled at me that time on the pear a little too long to 'not have feelings for me'. You kissed me a little too long that night to 'not have feelings for me'. You looked at me right in my eyes a little too long to 'not have feelings for me'. Don't pretend like this didn't mean anything to you. I was there. I saw the way you looked at me,"

"Blaze. Blaze Joy Bernard. Please-" he begged using my full name, squeezing his eyes shut as he expressed the word 'please'. "-just go to bed and think about this again in the morning,"

"I know what I'm saying Billie. I may not remember it, but you will. And you'll know how I feel, but I won't even know you'll know. It'll be your secret I told you. You can keep it all to yourself the fact that you let me get so close to you! To feel the damn fucking spark! And tell me it's not there!"

"Why are you blaming me!?"

"This isn't my fault! We play fought! Told each other things I never thought I would tell you! We said good morning and good night every damn day! We took walks together! You took me to places! We walked around the halls hand in fucking hand! I hung out with your friends! We talked on the phone at night! We even kissed Billie! How could I-" I paused. Giving myself a minute, my voice breaking on the word 'how', so I let myself collect my feelings before speaking up again. "How... could I not accidentally feel something, that maybe wasn't there?"

He was thinking of something to say. His eyes looking everywhere as I saw him frantically looking for an answer that... well- just simply wasn't there.

And suddenly I felt Sober.

How do you get over someone who was never actually yours?

I took in a deep breath, before walking straight past him out the living roomnot bothering to look back, or answer to him every time he shouted my name still trying to talk to me. Up the stairs and into Eden's room. Maybe Slightly slamming the door as she pulled herself up scared.

"What the fuck was that?" She asked quickly, looking around as her frizzy hair pointed in nearly every direction.

I looked over at her as she scoped around the room paranoid, I could feel my heart aching in my chest.

Maybe it wasn't his fault.

So who do you blame when you've broke your own heart?

But then, there was what Billie had said when he realised I really didn't remember that night.

"Birdie?"

"Billie,"

"I lied,"

"What do you mean you lied?" I asked him as he stayed still.

"I lied to you last night- I felt it. I just didn't wanna tell you in case you didn't mean it and I- well I don't know- I didn't wanna embarrass myself y'know?"

"Felt what?"

"Oh- you really don't remember?"

"Billie what are you talking about?"

"It doesn't matter," He muttered finally. "It's nothing,"

"But-"

"-No its fine. I got it wrong I'm on about the wrong thing... sorry,"

"Okay...?"

So then... if I wasn't mistaken. That meant:

"You're telling me you didn't feel it?" I asked.

"Blaze there was nothing to feel it's an act,"

"I lied,"

"What do you mean you lied?" I questioned him as he stayed still.

"I lied to you last night- I felt it,"

-

"You're telling me you didn't feel it?" I asked.

"I felt it,"

-

He felt it.

Whatever the fuck I was slurring about that night he did feel it. He was just afraid I didn't know what I was talking about.

Coby warned him as we came back not to listen to us, he didn't. But he did feel it.

But then- just because he felt it too. That didn't mean shit.

Just because he felt it didn't mean he liked me back.

"Birdie,"

I shook my head squeezing my eyes after a long moment of zoning out and letting everything flooding back in. "Yeah?"

"We're going over,"

"Over where?" I asked looking at Billie confused, but he looked even more than I was.

"Over to Tre, Eden and Coby?"

"What? Why? Billie they're fine don't cause anything,"

"I've tried saying that," Mike shrugged, already ready to leave the table as he stood beside Billie with his back pack on.

"Billie don't get angry or anything- they're only sat together," I pleaded looking up at him since he was already stood up too.

"No promises, c'mon."

He held out his hand as I sighed taking it. He pulled me up as I automatically let go, which he looked confused at but of course didn't stop his mission as we all walked over to the table.

The three of them looked up as they noticed the three of us were close, Billie and Mike casually taking a seat as I followed sitting beside Eden. She looked over at me with a face asking 'what's happening?'. I shrugged back meaning I didn't know either.

"How come you're sat here?" Billie asked looking beside him at Tre, his voice was masking his annoyance.

Tre casually rolled his shoulders preparing to answer that question. "I just wanted to sit here today, y'know?"

I looked back at Billie who didn't seem too satisfied with the answer. But Billie looked at Eden the same time I did. The both of us seeing how red she was. And the both of us having different reactions.

"What's going on?" Billie automatically asked.

"Eden are you alright?"

She looked over at me ignoring Billies question nodding. "Yeah, yeah I'm okay,"

"So there's something going on here I don't know about then," Billie carried on. "That's so weird- you're my sister and Tres my best friend. Don't think I haven't noticed all the flirting that's been going on. And now you're just gonna pretend like-"

Eden stood up. Walking away. Completely out of the cafeteria as we all watched her.

"Great going big shot." I grunted as Billie and I looked at each other, before I stood up and also made my way out of the cafeteria to follow and see if Eden was doing good.

I caught up with her just pacing behind her as she went into the girls bathroom, I rushed to the door before it could shut following her before speaking up.

"Eden,"

She turned around, and breathed out. "You scared me,"

"What's going on? Are you alright?"

We stood looking at each other in front of the large mirror and the sinks. She let out another breath, a different one this time. Of exhaustion. "I like Tre,"

"You what-?!"

"I know! And Tre likes me back!"

"What!? That's- thats- that's awesome! Why aren't you guys-"

"-but Billie would go mental. He would kill me and God rest Tres soul. They're in a band and with Tre being the replacement drummer that came into place a few years back he's terrified Billie would do something crazy and kick him out!"

"Mike wouldn't let-"

"-Do you think Billie would care?"

"Probably not, good point,"

"So what am I suppose to do? I've literally got a crush on my brothers best friend,"

Maybe it was time. I may have had some sharing secrets of my own to do too. "Eden,"

"What Blaze?"

"Can I say something too?"

"What?"

"I may have a crush on my best friends brother,"

It took her a moment. She looked at me confused why I felt the need to share the piece of information before she realised what it meant. I saw the realisation kick in as she parted her lips and her eyes grew bigger. "Billie!?"

I nodded silently and nervously. She didn't look angry. That was good at least.

"Maybe I should say something else too. I'm sorry I was so angry at the start. I've been the hugest hypocrite and I realised that. I don't really have a right to be angry at you for liking Billie with me liking Tre and all..."

"Hey don't sweat it. But this isn't about that, this is about you and Tre,"

"You think Billie will be understanding too and allow it?" She asked with hopeful eyes.

I pursed my lips before shaking my head and bluntly reposing. "No,"

She huffed. "Knew it,"

"Can't you just do it despite?"

"And ruin my brothers and I relationship and Tre and his friendship? No!"

"Good point. Eden, look- I'll try to help you. Maybe I can get through to him or something crazy? Or make him see how much of a hypocrite you've both been and not just you?"

"Youll do that!?"

"Sure I-"

"-thank you!" She cut me off flinging her arms around me and pulling me tightly into a secure hug repeatedly thanking me.

It was sure a big thing to say. Because I wasn't sure if I could even do it. But hey- worth a try.