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A Tale of Two, chapter 2
Hey, here's the next part. Sorry it took so long, my brother was on here for ages downloading stuff for his mp3. Again dedicated to my beta, silenceisacrime, and my friend Charlotte for coming up with the title (although she wanted to call it "A Tale of Two Villages", Village being Ville's child...)
Part 2 - Something about him
** Ville’s POV **
When he woke the next morning, Ville found himself lying on a strange bed in a strange room. His head was killing him. He heard a knock at the door and Bam came in, wearing a black T-shirt and jeans.
In a flash it all came back to him - the fight, this hotel and his saviour, Bam. He would probably have been a lot worse off this morning if Bam hadn’t turned up when he did.
“How you feeling?” Bam asked as he came and joined Ville on the bed.
“Better, thanks to you,” Ville replied, pushing himself up so he was sitting next to Bam. “Thanks… for helping me and all,” he said awkwardly.
“No problem,” Bam said with a smile. He was glad he had met Ville, even with the circumstances.
** Bam’s POV **
Bam tried hard to keep his mind on the conversation as he listened to Ville’s deep, sexy voice. There was just something about him. He was so attractive. He knew Ville would want to go back home soon, but he wished he could spend more time with him. In fact he wished he could spend every day with him. But he couldn’t. That would seem like some sort of relationship!
Besides, how did he even know Ville felt the same way? It would be terrible if Bam were to make a move and find out that Ville wasn’t… that way inclined. Not that he was either, of course…
“Anyway, I should be getting back home,” Ville said, snapping Bam out of his thoughts. He didn’t want Ville to go yet, but he had no choice.
“Yeah,” he replied, trying to keep the sadness out of his voice. Maybe they could meet up again later though… “Hey, err, you doing anything this afternoon?”
** Ville’s POV **
Ville didn’t really want to leave yet. His head still hurt badly, but he felt that he had intruded on Bam’s company long enough. He considered staying a bit longer but Bam had already been more than kind to him, and he had no way of repaying that kindness.
“Hey, err, you doing anything this afternoon?” Bam asked. “I was wondering if you wanna meet at the park later…”
“Not that I know of. I’ll see you later then.” Ville flashed him an irresistible vampiric grin over his shoulder.
Ville left the room and made his way back to his house. He was looking forward to seeing Bam again, even though he had only just left. There was something about him that made Ville happy inside.
People kept looking at him as he passed, and he supposed he must look terrible, having not cleaned up the cuts on his face from last night. His hair was probably a mess too. He’d have to sort himself out before he met Bam again.
Ville shook his head. He was beginning to make Bam sound like some girlfriend. He smiled slightly. That would be weird…
** Bam’s POV **
It sounded slightly pathetic to Bam that he had to arrange to see Ville again, and so soon after he left. He was desperate though. He still hadn’t made up his mind what to do, and he couldn’t just let Ville go like that. He was so goddamn hot!
So he had arranged to meet later. He had a few hours to decide what to do. He only had today. Tomorrow he would be getting the plane back home, and then the likelihood that he would see Ville again was next to none.
** Ville’s POV **
When he got back home, Ville went straight to the bathroom to check the extent of the damage. There was a cut down one cheek and another just below his eye. His hair was matted at the back where the blood had dried.
He looked like he’d been dragged through a hedge backwards. What would Bam think? More importantly why did he care what Bam would think? Bam’s face came into his mind, so caring, so beautiful.
No, he couldn’t be thinking like this. Jonna had only just left him, and he was still upset about that. But there was just something about Bam. Something he couldn’t resist.
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Part 2 - Something about him
** Ville’s POV **
When he woke the next morning, Ville found himself lying on a strange bed in a strange room. His head was killing him. He heard a knock at the door and Bam came in, wearing a black T-shirt and jeans.
In a flash it all came back to him - the fight, this hotel and his saviour, Bam. He would probably have been a lot worse off this morning if Bam hadn’t turned up when he did.
“How you feeling?” Bam asked as he came and joined Ville on the bed.
“Better, thanks to you,” Ville replied, pushing himself up so he was sitting next to Bam. “Thanks… for helping me and all,” he said awkwardly.
“No problem,” Bam said with a smile. He was glad he had met Ville, even with the circumstances.
** Bam’s POV **
Bam tried hard to keep his mind on the conversation as he listened to Ville’s deep, sexy voice. There was just something about him. He was so attractive. He knew Ville would want to go back home soon, but he wished he could spend more time with him. In fact he wished he could spend every day with him. But he couldn’t. That would seem like some sort of relationship!
Besides, how did he even know Ville felt the same way? It would be terrible if Bam were to make a move and find out that Ville wasn’t… that way inclined. Not that he was either, of course…
“Anyway, I should be getting back home,” Ville said, snapping Bam out of his thoughts. He didn’t want Ville to go yet, but he had no choice.
“Yeah,” he replied, trying to keep the sadness out of his voice. Maybe they could meet up again later though… “Hey, err, you doing anything this afternoon?”
** Ville’s POV **
Ville didn’t really want to leave yet. His head still hurt badly, but he felt that he had intruded on Bam’s company long enough. He considered staying a bit longer but Bam had already been more than kind to him, and he had no way of repaying that kindness.
“Hey, err, you doing anything this afternoon?” Bam asked. “I was wondering if you wanna meet at the park later…”
“Not that I know of. I’ll see you later then.” Ville flashed him an irresistible vampiric grin over his shoulder.
Ville left the room and made his way back to his house. He was looking forward to seeing Bam again, even though he had only just left. There was something about him that made Ville happy inside.
People kept looking at him as he passed, and he supposed he must look terrible, having not cleaned up the cuts on his face from last night. His hair was probably a mess too. He’d have to sort himself out before he met Bam again.
Ville shook his head. He was beginning to make Bam sound like some girlfriend. He smiled slightly. That would be weird…
** Bam’s POV **
It sounded slightly pathetic to Bam that he had to arrange to see Ville again, and so soon after he left. He was desperate though. He still hadn’t made up his mind what to do, and he couldn’t just let Ville go like that. He was so goddamn hot!
So he had arranged to meet later. He had a few hours to decide what to do. He only had today. Tomorrow he would be getting the plane back home, and then the likelihood that he would see Ville again was next to none.
** Ville’s POV **
When he got back home, Ville went straight to the bathroom to check the extent of the damage. There was a cut down one cheek and another just below his eye. His hair was matted at the back where the blood had dried.
He looked like he’d been dragged through a hedge backwards. What would Bam think? More importantly why did he care what Bam would think? Bam’s face came into his mind, so caring, so beautiful.
No, he couldn’t be thinking like this. Jonna had only just left him, and he was still upset about that. But there was just something about Bam. Something he couldn’t resist.
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