You can't hide your tears in rain- Chapter 6
Title: You can't hide your tears in rain- Chapter 6
Author: x_xckyx_x
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ryonne (Ryan Dunn, Jonne Aaron), Vam (Ville Valo, Bam Margera)
Disclaimer: don't own anything...
Summary: Dunn has gone one the HIM-/Negative-Tour together with Bam, when he receives a phone call which changes everything..
Warning(s): alcohol abuse...? xD not really.
AuthorsNote: Ain't that fast? :D haha, thank him_fan812 !
Chapter 6
Later that night, Bam went backstage to look after Ryan. "Yo Dunn, you missed somethin'! The crowd went completely cra- What the hell?!"
He suddenly saw Ryan laying on the floor with a bottle of Jack Daniel's in his hand which was empty. Ryan didn't even look up when he noticed Bam. Bam was shocked. "Dude, what happened? Did you throw up on yourself?" He kneeled down beside him. "Look at me Ryan, you're okay? Can you hear me?"
Ryan finally looked at Bam. He started screaming. "I’M OK! NOTHING HAPPENED! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Bam stared at him. "Calm down! What's up with you, man? It's obvious that you're not okay!" Ryan gave him an angry look. "If you get wasted it's okay, if I do it's wrong?"
"No, but I do it for fun and not alone in a dark corner! And I never throw up on myself like you did! You had way too much!" Ryan tried to stand up, but he failed poorly and fell to the floor. He started yelling again. "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING!"
The next morning, Ville sat down on the bed in his hotel room and sighed. He hadn't slept all night and now he was tired as hell.
After Bam had found Ryan nearly passed out last night, he had tried to calm him down. Ville had joined him and tried to help, but Ryan hadn't talked to them at all. After throwing up a few more times, he'd fallen asleep and then left in the early morning hours without saying anything.
Someone knocked at Ville's door. Ville sighed again and lighted a cigarette. Bam came in. "What's up Bammie, you found Dunn?" Ville asked him while closing the door. "No, I didn't... You know what? I'm giving it up. I'm kind of pissed off right now! Dude, what's wrong with this guy?" Ville remained silent for a few seconds. "I think I have an idea... Want a cigarette?" Bam rolled his eyes. "No, and you shouldn't smoke that much either...It's still early. Anyway, what do you wanna say?" Ville raised an eyebrow.
"You sound like my mom or somethin'... I said I got an idea, but I gotta check something first. See you later, Sweetheart." He stood up. Bam grabbed his jacket. "No, you're not being serious right now, are you?? You'll stay and tell me." Ville laughed. "Let me go, I got a job to do! I got an interview to go to. We'll talk later, honey," With these words he walked out the door laughing. Bam sighed. Sometimes he couldn't stand Ville. "Asshole!!" He threw a shoe at the closed door.
Ville was relieved that he had found an excuse to leave. He already had told Bam too much. That kiss he had with Bam in the tour bus had a reason: He noticed how Bam was spying on Ryan and Jonne and he hadn't wanted him to destroy their fragile developing relationship. He knew how Bam could be sometimes and so he had to distract him. But obviously something different had gone wrong. He couldn't imagine what else could influence Ryan's mood that bad, even though he didn't know him that well.
Ville went downstairs into the vestibule of the hotel. He saw Jonne who was sitting on a couch and staring at the wall. Ville went over to him and sat down next to him. "Jonne darling? What are you doing?" Jonne looked up. "Oh hey, didn't see you coming... Nothing's going on. I'm waiting for Martin." Ville looked at Jonne's face. "You don't look good, didn't you sleep well? You heard 'bout Ryan's disaster last night?" Jonne nodded.
"...And what do you think about that? He didn't want to tell Bam what's wrong, but I noticed you two are going along pretty well, maybe you could talk to him?" Jonne shrugged his shoulders. Ville sighed. "Honey, don't you wanna talk to me?”
"Not really, Ville. And stop calling me nicknames, you know I can't stand that!"-"Yeah, because Kris used to, right?" Jonne stared down to the floor. "Just leave me alone!" Ville felt sorry for saying that thing about Kris, but now he could imagine what happened: Jonne had tried to avoid heartbreak and Ryan overreacted because of this ex-girlfriend-story. Poor Jonne, he was such a sweet guy and Ville just wished him the best. "I'm sorry, Jonne, I'll leave...just...could you help me with this song I wrote? But I understand if you don't want to, just think about it. Meet me backstage before the concert. I‘ll see you around..."
Ville smiled, stood up and walked away.
Hours later, Ryan walked through the backstage area. He still wondered about a note of Martin he had found in his room. For some reason, he wanted to "have a conversation" with him. He'd probably found out that he nearly ended up in hospital with his drinking and now he wanted to tell him a curtain-lecture or something like that. As if this guy could order him around anything. Ryan got to the room Martin had told him to come to and entered it. He closed the door after him.
"Ryan?! What the fuck are you doing here?"
A frightened Ryan turned around and looked right into Jonne's surprised face. "Er...like...um...Martin wanted to meet me here?"
Jonne was speechless. How could Ville do something like this to him? That fucking little bastard.
"You know what’s funny about this? Ville told me to come here." Ryan looked confused. "What do you mean by that...?"
Jonne was overwhelmed. He felt how tears filled his eyes. He whispered. "I don't know I don't know anything anymore!" Why had this all to be so complicated? He didn't want to think about it anymore...He only wanted to be loved. How could that be so hard...? He didn't even know if he should be mad at Ville or just feeling sad about the situation he got him into.
Ryan was shocked as he saw how the tears sparkled in Jonne's eyes and how helpless he looked. The only thing he wanted to do was protect him, embrace him and hold him. Could that be so wrong, just because Jonne was a man? Could such a thing as love even be wrong?
And then he just did. He closed his arms around Jonne, caressed his back, gave him a soft kiss and just held him tight. "It's okay. It'll all be ok." he whispered.
Author: x_xckyx_x
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ryonne (Ryan Dunn, Jonne Aaron), Vam (Ville Valo, Bam Margera)
Disclaimer: don't own anything...
Summary: Dunn has gone one the HIM-/Negative-Tour together with Bam, when he receives a phone call which changes everything..
Warning(s): alcohol abuse...? xD not really.
AuthorsNote: Ain't that fast? :D haha, thank him_fan812 !
Chapter 6
Later that night, Bam went backstage to look after Ryan. "Yo Dunn, you missed somethin'! The crowd went completely cra- What the hell?!"
He suddenly saw Ryan laying on the floor with a bottle of Jack Daniel's in his hand which was empty. Ryan didn't even look up when he noticed Bam. Bam was shocked. "Dude, what happened? Did you throw up on yourself?" He kneeled down beside him. "Look at me Ryan, you're okay? Can you hear me?"
Ryan finally looked at Bam. He started screaming. "I’M OK! NOTHING HAPPENED! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Bam stared at him. "Calm down! What's up with you, man? It's obvious that you're not okay!" Ryan gave him an angry look. "If you get wasted it's okay, if I do it's wrong?"
"No, but I do it for fun and not alone in a dark corner! And I never throw up on myself like you did! You had way too much!" Ryan tried to stand up, but he failed poorly and fell to the floor. He started yelling again. "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING!"
The next morning, Ville sat down on the bed in his hotel room and sighed. He hadn't slept all night and now he was tired as hell.
After Bam had found Ryan nearly passed out last night, he had tried to calm him down. Ville had joined him and tried to help, but Ryan hadn't talked to them at all. After throwing up a few more times, he'd fallen asleep and then left in the early morning hours without saying anything.
Someone knocked at Ville's door. Ville sighed again and lighted a cigarette. Bam came in. "What's up Bammie, you found Dunn?" Ville asked him while closing the door. "No, I didn't... You know what? I'm giving it up. I'm kind of pissed off right now! Dude, what's wrong with this guy?" Ville remained silent for a few seconds. "I think I have an idea... Want a cigarette?" Bam rolled his eyes. "No, and you shouldn't smoke that much either...It's still early. Anyway, what do you wanna say?" Ville raised an eyebrow.
"You sound like my mom or somethin'... I said I got an idea, but I gotta check something first. See you later, Sweetheart." He stood up. Bam grabbed his jacket. "No, you're not being serious right now, are you?? You'll stay and tell me." Ville laughed. "Let me go, I got a job to do! I got an interview to go to. We'll talk later, honey," With these words he walked out the door laughing. Bam sighed. Sometimes he couldn't stand Ville. "Asshole!!" He threw a shoe at the closed door.
Ville was relieved that he had found an excuse to leave. He already had told Bam too much. That kiss he had with Bam in the tour bus had a reason: He noticed how Bam was spying on Ryan and Jonne and he hadn't wanted him to destroy their fragile developing relationship. He knew how Bam could be sometimes and so he had to distract him. But obviously something different had gone wrong. He couldn't imagine what else could influence Ryan's mood that bad, even though he didn't know him that well.
Ville went downstairs into the vestibule of the hotel. He saw Jonne who was sitting on a couch and staring at the wall. Ville went over to him and sat down next to him. "Jonne darling? What are you doing?" Jonne looked up. "Oh hey, didn't see you coming... Nothing's going on. I'm waiting for Martin." Ville looked at Jonne's face. "You don't look good, didn't you sleep well? You heard 'bout Ryan's disaster last night?" Jonne nodded.
"...And what do you think about that? He didn't want to tell Bam what's wrong, but I noticed you two are going along pretty well, maybe you could talk to him?" Jonne shrugged his shoulders. Ville sighed. "Honey, don't you wanna talk to me?”
"Not really, Ville. And stop calling me nicknames, you know I can't stand that!"-"Yeah, because Kris used to, right?" Jonne stared down to the floor. "Just leave me alone!" Ville felt sorry for saying that thing about Kris, but now he could imagine what happened: Jonne had tried to avoid heartbreak and Ryan overreacted because of this ex-girlfriend-story. Poor Jonne, he was such a sweet guy and Ville just wished him the best. "I'm sorry, Jonne, I'll leave...just...could you help me with this song I wrote? But I understand if you don't want to, just think about it. Meet me backstage before the concert. I‘ll see you around..."
Ville smiled, stood up and walked away.
Hours later, Ryan walked through the backstage area. He still wondered about a note of Martin he had found in his room. For some reason, he wanted to "have a conversation" with him. He'd probably found out that he nearly ended up in hospital with his drinking and now he wanted to tell him a curtain-lecture or something like that. As if this guy could order him around anything. Ryan got to the room Martin had told him to come to and entered it. He closed the door after him.
"Ryan?! What the fuck are you doing here?"
A frightened Ryan turned around and looked right into Jonne's surprised face. "Er...like...um...Martin wanted to meet me here?"
Jonne was speechless. How could Ville do something like this to him? That fucking little bastard.
"You know what’s funny about this? Ville told me to come here." Ryan looked confused. "What do you mean by that...?"
Jonne was overwhelmed. He felt how tears filled his eyes. He whispered. "I don't know I don't know anything anymore!" Why had this all to be so complicated? He didn't want to think about it anymore...He only wanted to be loved. How could that be so hard...? He didn't even know if he should be mad at Ville or just feeling sad about the situation he got him into.
Ryan was shocked as he saw how the tears sparkled in Jonne's eyes and how helpless he looked. The only thing he wanted to do was protect him, embrace him and hold him. Could that be so wrong, just because Jonne was a man? Could such a thing as love even be wrong?
And then he just did. He closed his arms around Jonne, caressed his back, gave him a soft kiss and just held him tight. "It's okay. It'll all be ok." he whispered.