The Memory will never die.
Title: The Memory Will Never Die
Authors: Sk8ter_VAM_Girl and Amaroqwolf_Inc.
Synopsis: Even the loss of something can’t change how one feels for the other.
Rateing: Pg-13 to NC-17
A/N: This is a Joint fic, I’ll update as I edit. Lol. Read and enjoy.
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1463947.html#cutid1 - chapter 1
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1469009.html - chapter 2
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1499223.html - chapter 3
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1528501.html#cutid1 - chapter 4
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1542542.html#cutid1 - chapter 5
She nodded. "Okay," She said not trying to stop them.
The airport back in Helsinki was actually packed for once. Ville was holding onto his things in his left hand while his right was interlocked with Bam's left hand. Since Ville was taller then Bam, he was scanning the crowd of people in search for one of the guys. After seconds of searching, he saw a familiar head of blonde dreadlocks. "Linde!" he shouted as he waved his hand into the air to get his attention, which worked. Once he knew Linde was looking in their direction, he motioned to Bam that they could be on their way.
Bam clung to Ville nervously all the people around him was making him nervouse. As they pushed through the crowd Bam stopped studying the blonde silently then grinned brightly almost ecstatically. "LILY!" He cried flinging himself at the blond.
Ville was shocked for a split second to see that Bam remembered Linde. The shock left him to only leave confusion in its place. How could it be that Bam remembered them better then his own family and friends, when he spent more time with them then he and the band? Ville decided to push the thought off to the side as he watched Bam and Linde interact in front of him.
"How are you?" Bam asked bouncing slightly on his toes smiling back at Ville. "He's on the posters," He explained...and the tapes, and DVD's and CD's." He smiled.
Linde smiled. "I'm good Bam, how are you?"
Ville looked around the airport before turning his attention back to Linde. "Could we maybe finish this conversation outside, or in the car?" he questioned kindly. "I hate airports." he added softly as he shuttered softly.
Linde nodded. "Yeah, come on." He said taking one of the bags from Ville. Bam went back to clinging to Ville as they made there way through the airport
Ville and Bam followed behind Linde as the three of them weaved their way out of the airport. Right outside of the airport was Linde's car. After putting their things within the trunk of the car, both Ville and Bam climbed into the back seat while Linde climbed in the driver seat.
"Where to sir?" Linde asked with a grin. "Your place or mine?"
Ville glanced over at Bam with a little chuckle before looking up at Linde. "Mine please." Ville answered as he felt himself relax in the seat.
Linde nodded. "Sure thing Captain!" He said and steered into Traffic.
Bam snuggled against Ville silently closing his eyes yawning
"Sleep." Ville whispered as he wrapped an arm around Bam's body. "I'll wake up when we get there." he added as he placed a gentle kiss upon Bam's head.
Bam nodded sleepily snuggeling against Ville and closing his eyes faling asleep almost instently.
Waiting til Bam was asleep, Ville looked back up at Linde. "So did I miss anything while I was gone?" he questioned softly, but loud enough for him to hear.
Linde shook his head. "Not really?" He responded then looked at him in the reveiw mirror. "So what’s going on here? Last I knew he hated you and vice versa, you come back with him and he's clinging to you like a lost puppy,"
Ville felt himself sighing softly. "The accident he had ended up causing him to have slight amnesia, I guess you can call it that. His family has been treating him like crap and I'm the only one he'd really talk too." Ville explained, hoping he was getting the information out correctly.
Linde sighed. "That sucks," he said softly
"I know. Tell me about it." Ville mumbled as he turned his head to look out the car window. There was a little bit of silence. "Linde, they wanted to lock him up for his 'mental' problems." Ville sighed, not removing his eyes from the window. "I had to fight and beg to keep Bam with me. That's why he's here with me now." he added softly.
Linde nodded and looked at him again. "He's always been special to you hasn't he?" He asked. "You know, you klept him from getting his ass handed to him back in that bar in Helsinki when he was talking shit to Jyriki remember?"
Ville remember that incident vaguely. "Sometimes I just don't know how to explain what I feel towards this man." Ville replied as he glanced over at Bam's sleeping form.
Linde arched an eyebrow and chuckeled lightly. "You love him Ville, in your own weird and twisted way, you love him." He supplied.
"I know." he sighed out, not caring if Linde heard him. Sure the guys did not know of what had happened between him and Bam months ago, or the other day but so what if it was obvious that he loved the man. At least he knew Bam returned the same feeling.
Linde smiled nodding. "Yep," He chuckeled lightly
Ville found himself going quiet as he stared out the window again.
Linde watched him and kept quite till they pulled up in front of the building. "Hey,"
"Yeah?" he said while putting his attention on the blonde.
"We’re here," He said
"Oh." he replied, just now realizing that they were in front of his apartment building. Adjusting himself with his seat, he carefully shook Bam's body. "Bam. We're here." he spoke gently as he shook his carefully.
Bam groaned yawning. "Huh?"
"We're here." Ville repeated himself as he studied the younger man.
Bam nodded. "good," He snuggeled up again closing his eyes again
"No, love. We have to go inside. We can't stay in Linde's car." Ville laughed softly as he attempted to keep the brunette awake.
Bam sighed yawning. "I'm tired.." he whined.
"Still as whiney as ever I see," Linde said with a chuckle
Ville jokingly shook his head to agree with Linde and his words. "Once we get inside, you can go back to sleep." Ville suggested with a smile.
"Promise?" He said sitting up.
"Promise." Ville agreed, smiling gently.
“Okay," He yawned slowly getting out of the car
Ville followed suit, exiting out of the other door. Once out of the door, he removed his and Bam's things from the trunk. "Thank Linde. I appreciate it."
Linde nodded. "Not a problem Ville," He said.
Bam stood looking around the room sleepily
"Come on Bam, let's get you back to bed." Ville smiled as he grabbed their things before leading the way to the bedroom.
Bam followed him silently yawning every now and again as he did.
Ville reached the bedroom then opened the door, allowing Bam to enter it first. Quickly, he followed in after him and set their things on the floor in the corner.
Bam stood there yawning softly he looked at Ville. "big," Was all he could manage to make.
Ville found himself smiling at Bam. "Come." he whispered as he reached for Bam's hand. Once their hands were locked together, Ville carefully led Bam over towards the huge bed that sat against the wall opposite from them.
Bam grinned and crawled into the bed bouced a little then curled up in the bed like a giant fuzzy cat, he yawned loudly this time and smiled at Ville. "Its soft,"
"I like it that way." Ville smirked as he watched Bam continue to get comfortable on the bed.
Bam stretched on to the bed smiling softly. "You going to sleep to or no?" He asked.
"I have some things to take care of first." Ville answered as he walked over to a computer desk that was within the room.
Bam nodded snuggling down into the blankets burying his face in his pillow. "Okay, Willa."
As he reached the desk, he quickly began to search around from a small black book. After a few seconds of searching, he finally found it. Once having it within his hands, he glanced back over at Bam to see him fast asleep. He smiled to himself before quietly leaving the room.
**The semi large apartment was silent, the later afternoon sun melting through the blinds lazily chasing dust to the floor, **
Ville did not know how long he had been away from Bam, which he really had wanted to go join him by now, but he had got caught up within his work. He was sitting at the kitchen table, the black notebook from earlier was wide open and other pieces of paper was scattered across the table. It was all ideas, lyrics, music notes and others things he and the guys were working with for the new album they were working with. Raising a hand to his mouth, he covered a yawn that escaped through his lips.
From the other room Bam let out a terrified scream, there was a loud thump and the sound of glass breaking
Without thinking about the situation at hand, Ville had quickly jumped out of his seat and raced to where he last knew Bam was.
Bam was huddled on the floor whimpering softly. There was broken glass on the floor around him. He looked up and whimpered. "Something jumped on me," He mumbeled.
Ville immediately stepped up to Bam's whimpering form. Kneeling next to him, he quickly wrapped his arms around Bam's body. "It's okay, love. I'm here now." Ville spoke softly as he continued to hold onto Bam.
Bam huddled against Ville and sighed softly. "Where were you?" He asked
"I was in the kitchen working on some things." Ville answered gently as he rested his chin on top of Bam's head.
"Oh okay," He said softly. "I broke something," He said gesturing to the glass
"It's fine." Ville replied quickly, more concerned about Bam's well-being then some glass.
"Okay," He sighed softly. "Am I burden?"
"Don't you dare say that." Ville demanded softly as he pulled away from Bam and looked down at him. "You will never be a burden to me." he added.
Bam smiled softly and kissed his chin. "Thats good,"
Ville felt Bam kiss his chin and leaned his head down so his lips could replace his chin.
Bam kissed him softly shyly shivering lightly.
Ville felt his grip tighten on Bam's body and he found himself deepening the kiss.
Bam gasped softly shivering lightly arching his back up against Ville's. "Emmm,"
Ville finally pulled away from the kiss and rested his head against Bam's forehead. "I love you."
Bam nodded. "I love you to," He whispered. Bam looked up slowly at Ville. "Hey, Willa?" He asked softly.
"Yes, love?" Ville asked softly as he looked down at the brunette.
"Do they have doctor's here?" He asked gazing up at him
"I think so. Why do you ask, love?" Ville questioned carefully as he stared into Bam's blue eyes.
"Maybe I should see one," He said slowlly. "Bout my head,"
"I won't force you to go. But if you're willing to do so, then I won't stop you." Ville replied as he leaned forward and rested his head upon Bam's shoulder.
"I think I should," He said softly
"Alright." Ville spoke as he continued to lean against Bam's shoulder.
Bam sighed closing his eyes again. "Ville will you sleep with me?" He asked softlyu
Ville carefully pulled away from Bam. "But I have things-" Ville started to protest against Bam's request but quickly stopped himself. "Yes, love." he added with a smile upon his lips.
"What?" He said gazing up at him. "You have something to do?"
"I was working on things for the band, but you're more important then that." Ville explained as he gave Bam a comforting smile.
Bam nodded slowly then stood up pulling Ville to his feet. "Can I watch TV?" He asked softly smiling lightly
"No sleep?" Ville questioned with a smirk. "You really don't have to ask to watch the television, love." Ville answered as he stood on his feet.
"I'm not tired now," He said smiling and nodding. "I don't know how to work your TV,"
Ville just shook his head with a soft chuckle. "Follow me." Ville said while heading towards the door, to leave the room.
Bam followed after him quickly smiling lightly. "Okay, follow the leader,"
Ville could not help but laugh softly at Bam's behavior. Finally the two of them reached the living room and as Bam took a seat on the couch, Ville found the remote and turned the television on.
Bam was almost instentaniously engrossed in the Tv, gazing it silently leaning against the arm of the couch
Ville decided to let Bam be and quietly left the living room. Stepping back into the bedroom, Ville picked up the broken glass before making his way to the kitchen. Throwing the broke shards away, Ville reclaimed his seat at the table to continue with what he had been working on.
The sound of the TV Channels changing rapidly started up about 30 minutes and a soft gasp came, and then the sound of Bam talking and laughing filled the apartment.
Ville climbed out of his seat before stepping into the living room.
Bam was stareing at the TV which appeared to have landed on MTV. On the Tv as luck would have it was well Viva La Bam. "I'm on Tv," Bam said sounding confused
Ville had totally forgot about the television show that Bam had worked on a while ago. "Yes you are." Ville replied, trying to think of a way to explain this to him. "It's your show you did for Mtv."
"Oh," He said looking at the TV silently blinking slowly as he gazed at it silently. "Okay," He said. "I'm such an ass, no wonder everybody hated me."
Ville quickly sighed to himself. "I don't hate you. The guys in the band don't hate you. And you're not an ass, you were just being yourself." Ville explained as he thought about what Bam was saying. Ville had always admired Bam's cocky, I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude.
"I was like that?" He asked. "But April, and Phil....and Jess they hate me." He said pointing out.
Ville really did not know how to explain it to Bam, but he was going to try. "April and Phil don't hate you. They were just stressed out."
"Oh," He said softly blinking he licked his lips. "And Jess?"
Ville didn't even want to get on that subject. "Jess...I don't have an answer for that one, love." Ville said with a soft frown upon his lips.
Bam nodded furrowing his brow he looked thoughtful. "Did I torment you?" He asked looking up at him.
"Nothing that I can recall of." Ville answered after thinking for a while.
"Thats good," He smiled
Ville then stepped around Bam and took a seat next to him on the couch. He remained silent, not knowing what to say.
Bam stared at the TV avidly he sighed and snuggeled against Ville. "Are you okay?" He asked
"Me? Why would I not be?" he questioned softly as he felt bam snuggle against his body.
"I don't know, you seem sad," He said softly
"Well, before the other day I haven't seen you for months. And now, I'm just trying to let everything soak in." Ville replied quietly.
He blinked slowly and nodded. "We had a fight didn't
we?" He asked softly
Ville became quiet as his eyes quickly found the fabric of the couch to be very interesting.
Bam gazed at him steadily. "Ville?" He said slowly. "Did we?"
Eyes still fixed on the couch, Ville sighed. "Yes." he answered in a whisper.
"What about?" He asked softly
Ville began to think back to the day he dreaded most. Then it hit him instantly. It was a fight that ended with Bam saying that he made Ville what he was today. "A fight about us not being able to be with one another. We were always in two different place." he answered quietly.
Bam blinked. "But now I'm not me no more, so its different now?" He asked gently gazing steadily at Ville
Ville removed his gaze from the couch and slowly brought it over to Bam. "I do not know." he whispered carefully.
Bam stared at him silently then looked down. "Oh," He said he whimpered softly then suddenly stiffened grabbing his head. "OW!"
Ville jumped quickly at Bam's outburst. "Bam!" he said as he reached out for him.
Bam groaned holding his head and digging his finger's in his scalp whimpering and rocking. "emm, emm,"
Ville didn't know what to do. He felt helpless because he did not know how to help out Bam.
He slumped against Ville shaking hard groaning softly.
Ville wrapped his arms around Bam's body, then rocked him gently. This was pretty much all he could do to help out Bam.
Authors: Sk8ter_VAM_Girl and Amaroqwolf_Inc.
Synopsis: Even the loss of something can’t change how one feels for the other.
Rateing: Pg-13 to NC-17
A/N: This is a Joint fic, I’ll update as I edit. Lol. Read and enjoy.
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1463947.html#cutid1 - chapter 1
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1469009.html - chapter 2
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1499223.html - chapter 3
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1528501.html#cutid1 - chapter 4
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/1542542.html#cutid1 - chapter 5
She nodded. "Okay," She said not trying to stop them.
The airport back in Helsinki was actually packed for once. Ville was holding onto his things in his left hand while his right was interlocked with Bam's left hand. Since Ville was taller then Bam, he was scanning the crowd of people in search for one of the guys. After seconds of searching, he saw a familiar head of blonde dreadlocks. "Linde!" he shouted as he waved his hand into the air to get his attention, which worked. Once he knew Linde was looking in their direction, he motioned to Bam that they could be on their way.
Bam clung to Ville nervously all the people around him was making him nervouse. As they pushed through the crowd Bam stopped studying the blonde silently then grinned brightly almost ecstatically. "LILY!" He cried flinging himself at the blond.
Ville was shocked for a split second to see that Bam remembered Linde. The shock left him to only leave confusion in its place. How could it be that Bam remembered them better then his own family and friends, when he spent more time with them then he and the band? Ville decided to push the thought off to the side as he watched Bam and Linde interact in front of him.
"How are you?" Bam asked bouncing slightly on his toes smiling back at Ville. "He's on the posters," He explained...and the tapes, and DVD's and CD's." He smiled.
Linde smiled. "I'm good Bam, how are you?"
Ville looked around the airport before turning his attention back to Linde. "Could we maybe finish this conversation outside, or in the car?" he questioned kindly. "I hate airports." he added softly as he shuttered softly.
Linde nodded. "Yeah, come on." He said taking one of the bags from Ville. Bam went back to clinging to Ville as they made there way through the airport
Ville and Bam followed behind Linde as the three of them weaved their way out of the airport. Right outside of the airport was Linde's car. After putting their things within the trunk of the car, both Ville and Bam climbed into the back seat while Linde climbed in the driver seat.
"Where to sir?" Linde asked with a grin. "Your place or mine?"
Ville glanced over at Bam with a little chuckle before looking up at Linde. "Mine please." Ville answered as he felt himself relax in the seat.
Linde nodded. "Sure thing Captain!" He said and steered into Traffic.
Bam snuggled against Ville silently closing his eyes yawning
"Sleep." Ville whispered as he wrapped an arm around Bam's body. "I'll wake up when we get there." he added as he placed a gentle kiss upon Bam's head.
Bam nodded sleepily snuggeling against Ville and closing his eyes faling asleep almost instently.
Waiting til Bam was asleep, Ville looked back up at Linde. "So did I miss anything while I was gone?" he questioned softly, but loud enough for him to hear.
Linde shook his head. "Not really?" He responded then looked at him in the reveiw mirror. "So what’s going on here? Last I knew he hated you and vice versa, you come back with him and he's clinging to you like a lost puppy,"
Ville felt himself sighing softly. "The accident he had ended up causing him to have slight amnesia, I guess you can call it that. His family has been treating him like crap and I'm the only one he'd really talk too." Ville explained, hoping he was getting the information out correctly.
Linde sighed. "That sucks," he said softly
"I know. Tell me about it." Ville mumbled as he turned his head to look out the car window. There was a little bit of silence. "Linde, they wanted to lock him up for his 'mental' problems." Ville sighed, not removing his eyes from the window. "I had to fight and beg to keep Bam with me. That's why he's here with me now." he added softly.
Linde nodded and looked at him again. "He's always been special to you hasn't he?" He asked. "You know, you klept him from getting his ass handed to him back in that bar in Helsinki when he was talking shit to Jyriki remember?"
Ville remember that incident vaguely. "Sometimes I just don't know how to explain what I feel towards this man." Ville replied as he glanced over at Bam's sleeping form.
Linde arched an eyebrow and chuckeled lightly. "You love him Ville, in your own weird and twisted way, you love him." He supplied.
"I know." he sighed out, not caring if Linde heard him. Sure the guys did not know of what had happened between him and Bam months ago, or the other day but so what if it was obvious that he loved the man. At least he knew Bam returned the same feeling.
Linde smiled nodding. "Yep," He chuckeled lightly
Ville found himself going quiet as he stared out the window again.
Linde watched him and kept quite till they pulled up in front of the building. "Hey,"
"Yeah?" he said while putting his attention on the blonde.
"We’re here," He said
"Oh." he replied, just now realizing that they were in front of his apartment building. Adjusting himself with his seat, he carefully shook Bam's body. "Bam. We're here." he spoke gently as he shook his carefully.
Bam groaned yawning. "Huh?"
"We're here." Ville repeated himself as he studied the younger man.
Bam nodded. "good," He snuggeled up again closing his eyes again
"No, love. We have to go inside. We can't stay in Linde's car." Ville laughed softly as he attempted to keep the brunette awake.
Bam sighed yawning. "I'm tired.." he whined.
"Still as whiney as ever I see," Linde said with a chuckle
Ville jokingly shook his head to agree with Linde and his words. "Once we get inside, you can go back to sleep." Ville suggested with a smile.
"Promise?" He said sitting up.
"Promise." Ville agreed, smiling gently.
“Okay," He yawned slowly getting out of the car
Ville followed suit, exiting out of the other door. Once out of the door, he removed his and Bam's things from the trunk. "Thank Linde. I appreciate it."
Linde nodded. "Not a problem Ville," He said.
Bam stood looking around the room sleepily
"Come on Bam, let's get you back to bed." Ville smiled as he grabbed their things before leading the way to the bedroom.
Bam followed him silently yawning every now and again as he did.
Ville reached the bedroom then opened the door, allowing Bam to enter it first. Quickly, he followed in after him and set their things on the floor in the corner.
Bam stood there yawning softly he looked at Ville. "big," Was all he could manage to make.
Ville found himself smiling at Bam. "Come." he whispered as he reached for Bam's hand. Once their hands were locked together, Ville carefully led Bam over towards the huge bed that sat against the wall opposite from them.
Bam grinned and crawled into the bed bouced a little then curled up in the bed like a giant fuzzy cat, he yawned loudly this time and smiled at Ville. "Its soft,"
"I like it that way." Ville smirked as he watched Bam continue to get comfortable on the bed.
Bam stretched on to the bed smiling softly. "You going to sleep to or no?" He asked.
"I have some things to take care of first." Ville answered as he walked over to a computer desk that was within the room.
Bam nodded snuggling down into the blankets burying his face in his pillow. "Okay, Willa."
As he reached the desk, he quickly began to search around from a small black book. After a few seconds of searching, he finally found it. Once having it within his hands, he glanced back over at Bam to see him fast asleep. He smiled to himself before quietly leaving the room.
**The semi large apartment was silent, the later afternoon sun melting through the blinds lazily chasing dust to the floor, **
Ville did not know how long he had been away from Bam, which he really had wanted to go join him by now, but he had got caught up within his work. He was sitting at the kitchen table, the black notebook from earlier was wide open and other pieces of paper was scattered across the table. It was all ideas, lyrics, music notes and others things he and the guys were working with for the new album they were working with. Raising a hand to his mouth, he covered a yawn that escaped through his lips.
From the other room Bam let out a terrified scream, there was a loud thump and the sound of glass breaking
Without thinking about the situation at hand, Ville had quickly jumped out of his seat and raced to where he last knew Bam was.
Bam was huddled on the floor whimpering softly. There was broken glass on the floor around him. He looked up and whimpered. "Something jumped on me," He mumbeled.
Ville immediately stepped up to Bam's whimpering form. Kneeling next to him, he quickly wrapped his arms around Bam's body. "It's okay, love. I'm here now." Ville spoke softly as he continued to hold onto Bam.
Bam huddled against Ville and sighed softly. "Where were you?" He asked
"I was in the kitchen working on some things." Ville answered gently as he rested his chin on top of Bam's head.
"Oh okay," He said softly. "I broke something," He said gesturing to the glass
"It's fine." Ville replied quickly, more concerned about Bam's well-being then some glass.
"Okay," He sighed softly. "Am I burden?"
"Don't you dare say that." Ville demanded softly as he pulled away from Bam and looked down at him. "You will never be a burden to me." he added.
Bam smiled softly and kissed his chin. "Thats good,"
Ville felt Bam kiss his chin and leaned his head down so his lips could replace his chin.
Bam kissed him softly shyly shivering lightly.
Ville felt his grip tighten on Bam's body and he found himself deepening the kiss.
Bam gasped softly shivering lightly arching his back up against Ville's. "Emmm,"
Ville finally pulled away from the kiss and rested his head against Bam's forehead. "I love you."
Bam nodded. "I love you to," He whispered. Bam looked up slowly at Ville. "Hey, Willa?" He asked softly.
"Yes, love?" Ville asked softly as he looked down at the brunette.
"Do they have doctor's here?" He asked gazing up at him
"I think so. Why do you ask, love?" Ville questioned carefully as he stared into Bam's blue eyes.
"Maybe I should see one," He said slowlly. "Bout my head,"
"I won't force you to go. But if you're willing to do so, then I won't stop you." Ville replied as he leaned forward and rested his head upon Bam's shoulder.
"I think I should," He said softly
"Alright." Ville spoke as he continued to lean against Bam's shoulder.
Bam sighed closing his eyes again. "Ville will you sleep with me?" He asked softlyu
Ville carefully pulled away from Bam. "But I have things-" Ville started to protest against Bam's request but quickly stopped himself. "Yes, love." he added with a smile upon his lips.
"What?" He said gazing up at him. "You have something to do?"
"I was working on things for the band, but you're more important then that." Ville explained as he gave Bam a comforting smile.
Bam nodded slowly then stood up pulling Ville to his feet. "Can I watch TV?" He asked softly smiling lightly
"No sleep?" Ville questioned with a smirk. "You really don't have to ask to watch the television, love." Ville answered as he stood on his feet.
"I'm not tired now," He said smiling and nodding. "I don't know how to work your TV,"
Ville just shook his head with a soft chuckle. "Follow me." Ville said while heading towards the door, to leave the room.
Bam followed after him quickly smiling lightly. "Okay, follow the leader,"
Ville could not help but laugh softly at Bam's behavior. Finally the two of them reached the living room and as Bam took a seat on the couch, Ville found the remote and turned the television on.
Bam was almost instentaniously engrossed in the Tv, gazing it silently leaning against the arm of the couch
Ville decided to let Bam be and quietly left the living room. Stepping back into the bedroom, Ville picked up the broken glass before making his way to the kitchen. Throwing the broke shards away, Ville reclaimed his seat at the table to continue with what he had been working on.
The sound of the TV Channels changing rapidly started up about 30 minutes and a soft gasp came, and then the sound of Bam talking and laughing filled the apartment.
Ville climbed out of his seat before stepping into the living room.
Bam was stareing at the TV which appeared to have landed on MTV. On the Tv as luck would have it was well Viva La Bam. "I'm on Tv," Bam said sounding confused
Ville had totally forgot about the television show that Bam had worked on a while ago. "Yes you are." Ville replied, trying to think of a way to explain this to him. "It's your show you did for Mtv."
"Oh," He said looking at the TV silently blinking slowly as he gazed at it silently. "Okay," He said. "I'm such an ass, no wonder everybody hated me."
Ville quickly sighed to himself. "I don't hate you. The guys in the band don't hate you. And you're not an ass, you were just being yourself." Ville explained as he thought about what Bam was saying. Ville had always admired Bam's cocky, I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude.
"I was like that?" He asked. "But April, and Phil....and Jess they hate me." He said pointing out.
Ville really did not know how to explain it to Bam, but he was going to try. "April and Phil don't hate you. They were just stressed out."
"Oh," He said softly blinking he licked his lips. "And Jess?"
Ville didn't even want to get on that subject. "Jess...I don't have an answer for that one, love." Ville said with a soft frown upon his lips.
Bam nodded furrowing his brow he looked thoughtful. "Did I torment you?" He asked looking up at him.
"Nothing that I can recall of." Ville answered after thinking for a while.
"Thats good," He smiled
Ville then stepped around Bam and took a seat next to him on the couch. He remained silent, not knowing what to say.
Bam stared at the TV avidly he sighed and snuggeled against Ville. "Are you okay?" He asked
"Me? Why would I not be?" he questioned softly as he felt bam snuggle against his body.
"I don't know, you seem sad," He said softly
"Well, before the other day I haven't seen you for months. And now, I'm just trying to let everything soak in." Ville replied quietly.
He blinked slowly and nodded. "We had a fight didn't
we?" He asked softly
Ville became quiet as his eyes quickly found the fabric of the couch to be very interesting.
Bam gazed at him steadily. "Ville?" He said slowly. "Did we?"
Eyes still fixed on the couch, Ville sighed. "Yes." he answered in a whisper.
"What about?" He asked softly
Ville began to think back to the day he dreaded most. Then it hit him instantly. It was a fight that ended with Bam saying that he made Ville what he was today. "A fight about us not being able to be with one another. We were always in two different place." he answered quietly.
Bam blinked. "But now I'm not me no more, so its different now?" He asked gently gazing steadily at Ville
Ville removed his gaze from the couch and slowly brought it over to Bam. "I do not know." he whispered carefully.
Bam stared at him silently then looked down. "Oh," He said he whimpered softly then suddenly stiffened grabbing his head. "OW!"
Ville jumped quickly at Bam's outburst. "Bam!" he said as he reached out for him.
Bam groaned holding his head and digging his finger's in his scalp whimpering and rocking. "emm, emm,"
Ville didn't know what to do. He felt helpless because he did not know how to help out Bam.
He slumped against Ville shaking hard groaning softly.
Ville wrapped his arms around Bam's body, then rocked him gently. This was pretty much all he could do to help out Bam.