A/N: HOLY COW! Sorry this took so long! I hope you like it! It's in Johnny's point of view this time. Sorry for any errors if you find any I edited it on my own at like 1 o'clock at night.

Johnny

Will was mad. And I don't blame him. That was low, and coming from Tunny? He's never intentionally mean to anyone. After Will made a spectacle of kicking the cabinet and storming up to his room, I helped Tunny up and onto the couch and put a rag onto his bleeding nose. He sure was going to feel this when he woke up, which was about 4 hours later.

I helped him slowly sit up. "Hey man, welcome to Earth," I joked. "You okay?"

He slowly nodded and removed the rag from his nose. By then it had stopped bleeding. Thank God it wasn't broken. "I didn't mean to bring up Heather," he said with a shaky voice. " I didn't mean to go so far… I would never intentionally… what have I done, Johnny?"

He was trembling by this point and the only thing I could think of to do was pull him into a hug. "It's okay, Tunny. Will is just having hard times, alright?" I felt a warm tear on my shoulder. I have never been good with crying but this was different. I had known Tunny since the 5th grade and to have your best friend cry on your shoulder? It just wasn't the same as anyone else. He's a silent crier and I guess that made it easier.

"We all are, Johnny. " He whispers, his voice trembling. "With Jimmy committing suicide, a-and my girl leaving me? It's getting to all of us." He shed new tears remembering his extraordinary girl.

Tunny would come home after a date with her and just talk and talk and talk about how amazing she was. I mean he could go on for hours! I remember the day that they broke up. Of course it was a rainy day just to add the dreary –ness. I remember getting a text that said 'she left me Johnny. She left me on the side of the road… please come get me and no I do not want to talk.' In fact, he never talks about what they fought about.

I began to choke up a little as I recalled Whatshername showing up on our doorstep. I was so excited that she was there, until she slapped me across the face and basically said the same thing she said the first time. Fuck off.

"Will thinks everything is his fault," Tunny stated, pulling away from the hug and sitting on our couch.

I nodded and sat beside him. "Ever since Heather left, he seems to think every little thing is his fault…"

"He has been drinking more to…" He said with a sniffle, rubbing the tears from his eyes. " Im worried about him. What if I made it worse, Johnny? God what have I done…"

At the top if the steps, Will cleared his throat. Tunny and I both looked up at him as he made his way down to the couch, sitting on the other side of him. "Um… you alright, Tunny?"

Tunny smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine. And I'm sorry for what I sai-"

Will cut him off. "No. You were right. I am an idiot." He chuckles to himself.

"We all are…" Tunny also chuckles.

I feel a tear run down my cheek. How did we end up at square one again? "But we are all idiots together. No matter what. Right guys?"

Will smiled and fist pumped me. "Yeah."

Tunny smiled and wrapped his arms around the both of us.

"Yup. American Idiots."

A/N: well depending on the reviews I get I might continue this. Maybe get our boys back with their girls? I don't know! It's up to you guys!