Heaven Ablaze In Our Eyes (7)
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"Comatose
I'll never wake up without an overdose of you "
Ville looked down at the unconscious form of Charlie, and frowned. He wasn’t really sure about her, in fact, she was one of the oddest people he had yet to meet, and he was friends with the famed, Bam Margera. Her body flexed and he quickly flipped her over, in time for her to puke on the sidewalk. Ville held her hair back as her body got rid of all of the alcohol within her stomach, and Ville had decided to just leave all the thinking for the morning. He smirked, thinking that just because he was off the wagon, didn’t mean he was the designated driver. He smiled sympathetically at Dunn, whom was groaning at the drunks piling into the SUV. The drive back to the hotel was quiet, as everyone had eventually passed out on the way there. A few bellhops, whom Dunn bribed with promised autographs, helped him unload everyone and get them to their rooms. Ville looked at Dunn and the gestured to the form of Charlie.
“What should we do with her?”
Dunn looked at Ville carefully, assessing the singer in some way that made him want to pass whatever unseen test that he had yet to pass with this enigmatic man, whom, at times, seemed to care about what his friends thought too much. He nodded to himself and grinned, while Ville sighed inwardly, though for reasons far beyond him.
“You can take her to your room. She was supposed to come with us anyways tomorrow, on our flight back to W.C.”
“Won’t she care?”
“Dude, she could give less than a rat’s ass if you waved a picture of a naked Vito doing the 69 with some German Shepard.”
Both men turned an unpleasant shade of green at the image. ((A/n ewwwwwww!! -slaps hand- bad Gem!!! Bad bad Gem!!)) The Dunn lightly slapped the crewmember on the arm, while trying not barf.
“Never again, Ryan.”
“Agreed, but she still won’t mind. It’s much better than having her waking with the rest of the drunken dopes. You are much more pleasant.”
Ville looked perplexed as Dunn picked Charlie up out of the car, and handed him over to the singer, but then he frowned.
“What?”
The question was soon answered as the almost nonexistent weight of Charlie was passed into his arms.
“Oh.”
Dunn sighed and shook his head, as he dug in his pockets for tips for the bellhops and the keys.
“Exactly, she’s always felt light when one of us would pick her up, or if she would jump into our arms, but never that light. Watch over her.”
Surprised by the platonic concern in his voice, Ville nodded dumbly as Dunn lit a cigarette and hopped into the driver’s seat and went off to park. They never could trust the valets, because of all of the ‘valuable shit’ that Bam would put in the cars. Ville stared after him for a bit, before turning and walking into the hotel and going on up to his room, all the while Charlie shifted into his arms, stunning him, until he burrowed into his chest and sighed, before slipping into her dreams. Ville smiled fondly in the elevator, breathing in her scent, which was like fresh bread and honey ((A/n soooooo yummy!!)).