Love you like I do
Title: Love you like I do.
Author: vam_story_lover.
Rating PG13-NC17.
Paring: Vam
Summary: Ville and Bam have split. Ville was stupid and is sorry. but Bam isn't ready to forgive or forget. When Bam meets someone else, will Ville even have a chance to get Bam back, or is it to late.
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone or anything mentioned. This story is made up and just a bit of fun.
Chapter 4.
'3 months on'
Three months Bam has been in bed. Not caring if he bathes, eats or gets any work done. Three months since he has walked outside the walls of his bedroom into the daylight. Three months since any one has been able to put a smile back on the skaters face. He just lays there, staring at his dark coloured walls, not hearing his door open and faintly hearing a soft voice say
"Bam honey, I made you some dinner, why don't you come down stairs and join us".
His mothers voice flowed through his ears. With his voice horse with all the tears he could never stop, he quietly replies
"Mum I'm not hungry, please just leave me alone".
He pulls his favourite blanket that was resting on his hips over his shoulders, until his head was the only thing peaking out. He closed his eyes as yet another tear slipped down his cheek.
April sighed sadly. She hated seeing her baby boy so sad, so hurt. But what she hated more was knowing there was nothing she could do about it. All she could hope for was that Bam would eventually, somehow get over Ville on his own. She didn't want to push her son. He had too grieve so to speak for his relationship with Ville. The one good thing to come into Bam's life. It hurt April to see this break up hit her son so terribly hard. He had given up doing anything. All the silly pranks he used to pull, his beloved skateboarding that he loved so much. Even his equally great interest of producing music videos, he just didn't have the strength to do anything.
On the other side of the world, back in Helsinki, Ville was doing no better. He too didn't bother to eat or bathe. With fresh tears streaming down his face once again, he put his pen and notebook down on his lap. He lets out a sigh and flips through his notebook. His eyes dart over the pages to read the songs he has written over the months. Yes he had a deadline to meet, he still had to make the album that was supposed to help the band crack America. But that wasn't the reason that gave him the strength to even think about writing. Ville had decided that he was going to make this album about Bam and their horrible breakup. This could be the only form of apology that Bam might consider listening too.
He had tried to ring Bam for the past three months. But he would never pick up or return Ville's calls, all Ville can pray for is that Bam listens to the album when he sends him it through the post. As Ville closes his notebook, he lays his head on the headboard and thinks back to the time (the first time actually) that Bam had surprised him with a bunch of his favourite flowers.
'FLASHBACK'
Ville had just finished getting changed for his second date with Bam. He thought their first date went pretty well, the conversation never died and Bam had him in stiches the entire night, talking about all the crazy stunts he and his mates pull on each other. They were going to the movies this time, so Ville opted for casual dress. He wore his favourite Iggy pop t-shirt a pair of snug, black jeans and a pair of chucks. He wore his hair down, making sure it was just a little mussed. Bam had kindly mentioned that he liked how Ville's curls framed his face and that he should never get rid of them. As Ville was putting his keys, cigarettes and lighter in his jeans pockets, he heard the doorbell ring. He checked himself in the mirror once more, he had decided to skip the makeup for today. (Hey, its not like he actually needed any makeup right!). He bounced down the stairs like a excitable child on Christmas morning and opened the front door.
He grinned as he saw Bam standing there, his eyes glittering when he smiled up at Ville. Ville eyes were drinking Bam in and that's when he noticed the bunch of red roses in Bam's hand.
"Hi Ville, these are for you".
Bam placed the roses into Ville's waiting hands, his smile widened as Ville bought the roses to his nose and gently inhaled the sweet scent.
"oh Bam, their beautiful, come in I will put them in some water, then we can go".
'FLASBACK ENDED'
Ville got out of bed, walked out of his bedroom and went downstairs and sat on the sofa, holding one of the cushions tightly to his chest his chest racked with sobs he let the tears fall again. He heard the front door open and saw his band mates walking through. As soon as they saw his eyeliner running down his cheeks again, the other men raced to the couch and comforted their friend, telling him that things will be alright.
Author: vam_story_lover.
Rating PG13-NC17.
Paring: Vam
Summary: Ville and Bam have split. Ville was stupid and is sorry. but Bam isn't ready to forgive or forget. When Bam meets someone else, will Ville even have a chance to get Bam back, or is it to late.
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone or anything mentioned. This story is made up and just a bit of fun.
Chapter 4.
'3 months on'
Three months Bam has been in bed. Not caring if he bathes, eats or gets any work done. Three months since he has walked outside the walls of his bedroom into the daylight. Three months since any one has been able to put a smile back on the skaters face. He just lays there, staring at his dark coloured walls, not hearing his door open and faintly hearing a soft voice say
"Bam honey, I made you some dinner, why don't you come down stairs and join us".
His mothers voice flowed through his ears. With his voice horse with all the tears he could never stop, he quietly replies
"Mum I'm not hungry, please just leave me alone".
He pulls his favourite blanket that was resting on his hips over his shoulders, until his head was the only thing peaking out. He closed his eyes as yet another tear slipped down his cheek.
April sighed sadly. She hated seeing her baby boy so sad, so hurt. But what she hated more was knowing there was nothing she could do about it. All she could hope for was that Bam would eventually, somehow get over Ville on his own. She didn't want to push her son. He had too grieve so to speak for his relationship with Ville. The one good thing to come into Bam's life. It hurt April to see this break up hit her son so terribly hard. He had given up doing anything. All the silly pranks he used to pull, his beloved skateboarding that he loved so much. Even his equally great interest of producing music videos, he just didn't have the strength to do anything.
On the other side of the world, back in Helsinki, Ville was doing no better. He too didn't bother to eat or bathe. With fresh tears streaming down his face once again, he put his pen and notebook down on his lap. He lets out a sigh and flips through his notebook. His eyes dart over the pages to read the songs he has written over the months. Yes he had a deadline to meet, he still had to make the album that was supposed to help the band crack America. But that wasn't the reason that gave him the strength to even think about writing. Ville had decided that he was going to make this album about Bam and their horrible breakup. This could be the only form of apology that Bam might consider listening too.
He had tried to ring Bam for the past three months. But he would never pick up or return Ville's calls, all Ville can pray for is that Bam listens to the album when he sends him it through the post. As Ville closes his notebook, he lays his head on the headboard and thinks back to the time (the first time actually) that Bam had surprised him with a bunch of his favourite flowers.
'FLASHBACK'
Ville had just finished getting changed for his second date with Bam. He thought their first date went pretty well, the conversation never died and Bam had him in stiches the entire night, talking about all the crazy stunts he and his mates pull on each other. They were going to the movies this time, so Ville opted for casual dress. He wore his favourite Iggy pop t-shirt a pair of snug, black jeans and a pair of chucks. He wore his hair down, making sure it was just a little mussed. Bam had kindly mentioned that he liked how Ville's curls framed his face and that he should never get rid of them. As Ville was putting his keys, cigarettes and lighter in his jeans pockets, he heard the doorbell ring. He checked himself in the mirror once more, he had decided to skip the makeup for today. (Hey, its not like he actually needed any makeup right!). He bounced down the stairs like a excitable child on Christmas morning and opened the front door.
He grinned as he saw Bam standing there, his eyes glittering when he smiled up at Ville. Ville eyes were drinking Bam in and that's when he noticed the bunch of red roses in Bam's hand.
"Hi Ville, these are for you".
Bam placed the roses into Ville's waiting hands, his smile widened as Ville bought the roses to his nose and gently inhaled the sweet scent.
"oh Bam, their beautiful, come in I will put them in some water, then we can go".
'FLASBACK ENDED'
Ville got out of bed, walked out of his bedroom and went downstairs and sat on the sofa, holding one of the cushions tightly to his chest his chest racked with sobs he let the tears fall again. He heard the front door open and saw his band mates walking through. As soon as they saw his eyeliner running down his cheeks again, the other men raced to the couch and comforted their friend, telling him that things will be alright.