Title: Tell Me Honey

Author: ME

Disclaimer: Nope don't anything. Lyrics are Green Day's not mine. Characters aren't mine either.

Summery: I cheated on the boy who loves me with all his heart, and who I believe to be in love with too. I cheated on him with you, the guy that haunts my dreams.

Okay so I thought I might say this. This story will be from three different points of view. Whose they are I'm not saying but its pretty simple to see if you really look. Each person will have a different song, so that's how you will know whose point of view the chapter is. Nearer to the end I will tell who it is but not quite yet. Sorry for the wait, I've had a lot of things to do and haven't gotten around to it. If one of the songs happens to change through the story I will tell you.

I wish I could tell you

But the words would come out wrong

"Only Of You"

Green Day

Why does it all have to be so complicated? It was never supposed to happen. But of course it did, just when everything seemed to be going good, it happened. I don't even know why I let it happen. I'm the girl who is the perfect little daughter, a girl that others want to be, and a spoiled brat who gets everything she wants. Which in this case included you.

When I was younger my life sucked. I grew up in what seemed like a perfectly happy family. But that was only what the people on the outside saw. On the inside it was horrible, constant yelling and screaming. And as I grew older I pushed my parents away, even though I had already been pushed far from them. They didn't know anything that I did, they didn't even know me anymore. But then again I didn't know who they really were.

My life just started to get normal again a while back. I started going out with my current boyfriend and was also introduced to you. But good things never last, do they? My best friend is your girlfriend, and my boyfriend is your best friend. So when I started to maybe think that I might have feelings for you I tried my hardest to push them away. Why should I ruin something so good?

Plus you couldn't love me back, you hated me I could see it when you looked at me. You thought of me as the spoiled rich kid. The brat who gets away with anything. You tried to avoid me as much as possible, which was hard considering that we were always together. But when the opportunity to spend alone time with me came up you immediately sped away looking for something else to do.

Some nights I would think about how it would be if you loved me back. Would you break up with your girlfriend and come to me? What would happen with my relationship? Would my boyfriend hate you forever for stealing his girl? Tons more thoughts would dance across my mind and I would try and shove them away but never really succeeded.

It got worse it started to seem that where ever I was you were there too. And some of your hatred towards me started to wear down. You actually started to talk to me, but would then go off and make-out with your girlfriend. Sometimes the feeling to just walk up to you and kiss you became overwhelming and I had to walk away to stop myself from doing so.

Then at the end of summer there was a party going on at your house, I went because my boyfriend also lived there with you. Everyone was out in the backyard talking, eating, and dancing and somehow I wounded up inside, alone.

I had came in to go to the bathroom but realized that I just wanted quiet. When I walked up the stairs I saw you leaning against the wall with your eyes closed. You looked so beautiful and peaceful that I had to do something. I was about to walk over to you when my heel broke which sent me straight to the floor. Your eyes snapped open and turned to look at me.

All I could do was give you a weak grin and laugh. You laughed to and then came over to help me up. I slipped off my shoes and sat down against the wall, staring at the mess that used to be my shoe. You sat down beside me and grabbed it away from me which in turn cause me to swivel around to face you. Immediately your lips crashed down onto mine. I couldn't believe what was happening, it was a dream come true literally.

I pulled away. You looked confused, as if no one had ever turned down a kiss from you. I giggled and pulled your face back into mine and mashed our lips together once more. This time more forceful. I could smell the alcohol on your breath but I didn't care. You were sitting here kissing me, even though you were drunk and probably wouldn't remember any of it in the morning.

We sat there for a while until a loud crash was heard and suddenly a voice called out looking for you and me. We pulled away from each other quickly and walked down the stairs. My boyfriend stood at the bottom looking at us weirdly. I held up the broken shoe and told him that we had just been trying to fix it. He shrugged and pulled me by the hand outside.

He must have been slightly drunk because he didn't seem to notice that the strap of my dress had slid down my shoulder and that both of our hair was messed up. He didn't even notice the grin you gave me when I walked out. I allowed myself to be pulled around talking to everyone I saw. I was so ecstatic, I felt like everything was fine.

Later that night I woke up and started to feel sick. I ran to my bathroom and sat in front of the toilet but all that happened was a few dry heaves. It wasn't from the alcohol consumed, because there had been none, but more from that fact that the reality had set in. I had really kissed you, the guy of my dreams, when my boyfriend had been measly steps away.

I also realized that I had cheated on him. Something that I felt to be one of the worst possible things ever, I had done. Sure it was just a kiss and some people might say that cheating is only when you have sex, but a kiss is just as bad. In some ways a kiss is worse.

When that realisation had set in my heart sank deep into the pit of my stomach. I couldn't believe myself. I cheated on the boy who loves me with all his heart, and who I believe to be in love with too. I cheated on him with you, the guy that haunts my dreams. But it wasn't that that made my heart sink, it was the fact that I was slowly falling for you. But I couldn't tell you because who knows what you would do. Tell me honey, what would you do?

I don't know how good it was, I wrote it all in one sitting. But I thought something was better then nothing, and it has been a few weeks since i first posted it.